Natural Disasters Strikes: I stockpiled like crazy! novel Chapter 232

Even from afar, the sight of scattered crates and boxes near the gates was enough to send a surge of excitement through the group.

"I finally found it!" Lan Fuyou grinned widely, eyes gleaming with triumph. "See? What did I say? If we had turned back, we would've missed this golden opportunity!"

The blue-eyed man, standing beside him, murmured, "Don't drive inside yet."

Lan Fuyou scowled. "What's your problem now?! Have you turned into a coward after last night's incident? Tch. If only that ability of yours was mine! What a waste for it to be on you!"

The blue-eyed man's eyes dimmed at the insult, but after a brief moment of contemplation, he simply shrugged and stopped reminding him. "Suit yourself." Anyway, it wouldn't be him suffering the loss.

The teams rushed forward, eager hands breaking the locks on the factories and warehouses' doors.

When the doors swung open, a treasure trove of supplies awaited them: crates of bottled water, stacks of canned meat, vegetables, and fruits, industrial-grade salt, vacuum-sealed dried fish, protein packs, yogurt, soda, and various other beverages!

"So many supplies!" Excitement and shock intertwined in their voices.

"Canned meat! Actual canned meat!"

"There's even salted jerky!"

"We're rich! We're rich!"

"Hahahaha!" Lan Fuyou laughed, the fats on his cheeks jiggled.

Thorn Team Leader looked at the supplies. With such a massive haul, survival for the next year would no longer be a concern!

Meanwhile, in the water reservoir not far from them, bubbles appeared on the surface. A large ripple spread outward, disturbing the otherwise still water.

The blue-eyed man narrowed his gaze.

Unaware of the brewing danger, Lan Fuyou, still high on excitement, turned to Lu Jian. "How large is your current space?"

Lu Jian's eyes flickered before answering, "Thirty cubic meters."

In truth, he had forty, but he decided to keep the extra ten for a secret stash for himself.

"Thirty cubic meters isn't enough!" Lan Fuyou clicked his tongue before turning to the blue-eyed man. "Hey! Dog! Give me all your spars!"

The blue-eyed man couldn't shut Lan Fuyou's mouth on time, his hand moved on its own.

Lan Fuyou's greedy hands had already snatched the bag of spars.

Seeing him hand everything to the bespectacled man beside him, the blue-eyed man gritted his teeth. "What the fuck are you doing?! You want to give him all my spars! What do I do if I need to replenish my mental energy at a crucial moment?!"

Lan Fuyou scoffed. "Didn't you handle those creatures last night with ease? If they show up again, it should be a piece of cake for you!"

He had no idea he would soon regret those words.

The blue-eyed man really wanted to strangle him. Is that brain of his just for decoration?!

Meanwhile, the Thorn Team Leader had wandered deeper into the warehouse, his eyes lighting up when he spotted his favorite beverage. Just as he reached out to grab it, a single drop of water fell from the ceiling.

He instinctively looked up—and his eyes widened in terror.

Before he could even scream, his body was lifted into the air.

The blue-eyed man turned sharply toward the disturbance, his expression darkening.

On the other hand, secretly, thanks to Nanzhi's mental exploration, their journey had been unusually smooth. They encountered no alien beasts and managed to find an abundance of supplies—and even jades!

At a pawnshop, Nanzhi harvested a small amount of jade from its vault.