Apocalypse Queen: My Space, My Rules Chapter 234: More Advantages

"As for Serena, she's still a kid. She doesn't just need to train in martial arts and shooting. She also has to study and learn medicine. She has a lot to learn—she won't be idle staying at home.

"By the way, how have the team's harvests been these past two days?"

Matthew replied right away, "With the wooden boats for transport, we've been bringing back about 5,000 to 6,000 pounds of firewood every day. The outside warehouse is almost full. So last night we had a meeting. We decided that starting today, we'll burn the wood into charcoal up in the mountains. That saves a lot of space."

Mariella was stunned. "Five to six thousand pounds a day?"

"Everyone has chainsaws and portable triangular ladders, so gathering wood is pretty easy. It doesn't take much effort."

Mariella rubbed her nose, but Matthew didn't question anything.

He had the keys to all the warehouses. With how careful he was, he must check the storage often.

He should have noticed that a lot of supplies had mysteriously disappeared, especially the large shipments Denton sent in.

The warehouse kept receiving goods, yet there was always plenty of space left. That didn't make sense.

But Matthew never once asked where the supplies had gone.

Mariella guessed he might have figured something out.

She trusted him even more than Chandler. She believed that even if he knew the truth, he would never say it out loud.

"Does Number One know how to make charcoal?" she changed the subject.

"He kept backups of all the materials you told him to download. He found traditional methods for making charcoal."

Mariella suddenly understood and smiled. "He really is reliable. Capable, smart, and quiet."

After she said that, Matthew didn't reply for a long time.

Chandler frowned a little and cut in, "So Number One has that many strengths?"

Only then did Mariella notice the boat had already reached shore—but this wasn't Celestine Ridge. It was an empty building.

She laughed, reached up, and pinched Chandler's chin. "You'll always have one more advantage than him."

Chandler narrowed his eyes, a little annoyed. "Only one more?"

The way this man thought was really something else.

"Well, besides being more handsome than him, you also have other good points. But the main one is still that you're better-looking." She leaned in and kissed him, coaxing, "Come on, time to work."

Chandler snorted softly. "That just means you haven't looked closely enough. I have way more advantages than him."

"Okay. You have 100 more advantages. Happy now?" Mariella said as she pulled him onto shore.

They had learned their lesson from last time—when collecting gemstones, it was better not to stay inside the storage space, or they might get caught in its violent shaking.

The lower windows of the empty building were mostly broken, so they easily climbed in from the boat.

Standing by the window, Mariella took a deep breath. Then she raised her hand and pulled the entire wooden boat—along with more than 40,000 pounds of gemstones—into the storage space.

Whenever she absorbed more than 10,000 pounds at once, she would feel a slight dizziness.

This time, with the boat included, it was close to 50,000 pounds, so standing by the window was actually a bit risky.

But with Chandler beside her, she wasn't worried.

As the boat vanished into thin air, her body swayed slightly—but Chandler caught her right away and pulled her into his arms.

The dizziness faded quickly.

That meant her mental energy was growing stronger. Handling large amounts of supplies was getting easier.

Before the storage space could fully absorb the gemstones—and before everything inside started shaking violently—she quickly took out an RV and grabbed some of her favorite food and drinks.

They had been busy for so long. It was time for dinner.

...

They stepped into the RV, set up the table, and started laying out their meal.

There were snacks Mariella hadn't eaten in a long time, along with dishes Chandler liked.

For drinks, they had a big bottle of ice-cold Coke and a small keg of fresh draft beer.

They sat across from each other and began enjoying their rich dinner.

But Mariella couldn't fully relax. From time to time, she used her awareness to check the storage space. Sure enough, the violent shaking had started again.

As she ate, she said, "It's having another earthquake inside."

Chandler cut into a juicy steak, sprinkled it with black pepper and salt, and took a bite before sipping some beer.

"After dinner, the upgrade should be done. First, we'll harvest the seafood. Then we'll collect the crops and fruits."