After Roman Rhodes, Winnie Summers, and Colin Summers left, Melody Summers and the others moved the three boxes of fruit Roman had brought to the balcony.
This time, Roman Rhodes had brought a box of apples, a box of pears, and a box of oranges.
He had been very thoughtful, choosing three types of fruit that could all be stored for a long time.
The low temperature and suitable humidity on the balcony meant that, if nothing went wrong, the fruit would last for two or three months without spoiling!
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Just as Melody Summers returned to her bedroom after moving the fruit, Albus immediately jumped out from the space.
Albus landed on Melody Summers’s shoulder and said to her happily:
[Host, the Peach Blossom Value is full. You can start unlocking a new area!]
Melody Summers smiled and rubbed Albus’s head, then held him as she returned to the Arcadian Space.
Inside the Arcadian Space, Leopard was sprawled out on the soft grass, its round belly in the air as it sunbathed.
Seeing Melody Summers enter the Arcadian Space, it slowly rolled over, stood up, stretched lazily, and walked over to wag its tail at her.
Melody Summers first picked up her phone to check the e-commerce platform. She had been incredibly busy lately; after dealing with the Hayes Family, she had been preoccupied with moving, so she had temporarily delisted all the items in her shop.
Many buyers had left her messages, urging her to relist her products as soon as possible.
"User xxx: Boss, why are you closed again? Are you taking 300 days off a year? Hurry up and relist your products!"
"User xxx: Sigh, I’ll be honest, ever since I’ve had your fruits and vegetables, nothing from anywhere else tastes right... When are you going to relist them??"
"User xxx: It’s going to snow soon, and my family is planning to stock up on food for the winter. Can I place a bulk order for fruits and veggies with you? I’ll pay double!"
"User xxx: Hi, Boss. I have a question. Because of the snow, my family moved from our villa to a large apartment in the city center. But the balconies here are all enclosed. I was wondering, can your drones still make deliveries under these circumstances?"
"..."
Melody Summers was casually scrolling through the 99+ messages when she suddenly noticed that Paige Walsh’s account had also left her one.
Melody Summers assumed Paige Walsh wanted to ask for her help with pharmaceutical research again, so she quickly tapped on the message. She discovered, however, that it had nothing to do with research; Paige was simply expressing her concern.
Paige Walsh reminded Melody that a massive, unprecedented blizzard was about to hit the entire globe. This snowfall would be different from any before it and was expected to last a very long time. She asked Melody if she needed any help.
Paige said that if Melody needed help, she should be sure to contact her. She could provide Melody with a new place to live and help her prepare all the food and other supplies she might need.
Melody Summers didn’t expect Paige Walsh to still be concerned about her. She was a little touched and typed back a reply: "Thank you for your concern. Everything is fine on my end, and I don’t need any help for now."
Putting her phone away, Melody Summers ran to the lakeshore dock and began to refuel the yacht.
Watching barrel after barrel of fuel being poured into the massive tank, Melody felt her heart bleed at the cost.
Based on her last trip, a round trip in the yacht at low speed took about seven or eight hours and consumed roughly one to two thousand liters of fuel.
If she sped up and cut the voyage down to three or four hours, the fuel consumption would definitely exceed two thousand liters!
It was only the second year of the apocalypse, and she had already used up about half the fuel she had stockpiled before the disasters began...
’Looks like I’ll have to find a way to replenish my fuel reserves.’
Melody planned to order some gasoline and diesel online after her return trip. Even though the prices were already astronomical, it was still better than not being able to buy any at all.
After filling the yacht’s tank, Melody Summers picked up Albus, sat down in the cockpit, and prepared to set sail!
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