It grows incredibly fast, reaching all the cubes within the Magic Cube Space and can now skillfully harvest vegetables, replant seeds, automatically tidy the space, and even assist in pig deliveries.
Actually, livestock deliveries in the space are relatively easy; Black Egg just needs to watch and add so food.
But don’t underestimate these mundane tasks—one mont this vegetable ripens, the next mont that one needs replanting, then the cow is about to deliver, or rabbits are overcrowding the space. These trivial tasks occupy several hours of Jing Shu’s day.
But with Black Egg, she instantly felt more relaxed and had ti to practice with the space. Her skills are soaring crazily every day, and she feels she can upgrade again in the near future.
Now the only thing left is to wait for the energy opportunity.
Where is the opportunity?
"Dear daughter, when the New Year cos, where will we go to play? Our ranch is lucky to have a seven-day break, oh, the unpaid kind," Mr. Jing said.
"Yeah, dear daughter, we’ve finally co all the way from Wu City to the South Sea. Back in the Northwest, going from one city to another was over a thousand kiloters, but here in the South Sea, mom feels like each city is just a few dozen kiloters apart."
Mrs. Jing rarely ventured out of Wu City before; even though she had seen the scenery during the migration route, back then, with uncertainty about the future and fear of the apocalypse, there was no mood for relaxation.
Now that the whole family has settled down, with such a big house in the South Sea, her work is also going well—except for her boss, Niu, she practically runs the departnt.
Although nowadays she increasingly feels overwheld, questioning every day whether she truly deserves her position, especially with a boss like Niu, who’s personable, well-connected, and talented, Mrs. Jing feels more and more inadequate.
The manager is skilled, business acun sharp, managing the Wu City departnt efficiently, with diligent, loyal, and capable subordinates. How co she’s just diocre?
But when even boss Niu is troubled, with issues like employee benefits, seeds from the Agricultural Departnt, or poor air quality affecting seedlings, Mrs. Jing surprisingly finds these issues aren’t problems for her.
When other departnts queue for red earthworms, synthetic at, or various foods, she gets a green channel.
She effortlessly signed contracts with the brewery and laundry powder factory, even just needing a word for those valuable purified branches to be delivered.
Others face hindrances when collecting dicines from the dicine Association; she gets offered tea when she shows up, and it’s all sorted out while she sits on the sofa.
There are many such monts like this.
Oh, Mrs. Jing suddenly realized, this position truly suits only her.
Because she has a wonderful daughter!
When soone asks why she doesn’t nag about marriage, she retorts, "Nonsense, my daughter’s already perfect, why would she need it? Surely there’s one flaw to ensure the rest of life remains harmonious."
With the New Year near, the people of Wu City are slightly better off than last year, successfully surviving another year.
The New Year spirit in the South Sea is also strong; at least, every family saves up a bit to buy so New Year’s goods, like synthetic at, cigarettes, beer, and gigantic at.
This year, however, a new food erged, with clever folks mixing gigantic at with red earthworm at and a pinch of synthetic at to make smoked sausage.
One small piece only costs 2 virtual coins, offering more quantity than synthetic at, yet is cheaper with a better taste than gigantic at and red earthworm at.
Add the New Year festivities, and it gained great popularity.
Grandma Jing also re-stuffed sausages, made various types of sausage and cured at, while Mr. Jing made smoked chicken, duck, and goose, all hung on the battleship Jing Shu brought back, adding to what Jing Shu previously made—really a grand sight.
"So, shall we go out and play this year, take the battleship for a trip, and tour around the nearby cities?"
"Sure!"
The Jing family almost completed preparing New Year’s goods but remained busy, with Grandma Jing and Mr. Jing frequently running to the docked battleship to remodel so places and add more cabinets and shelves.
Jing Shu then suggested transforming one warehouse into a supermarket-like area, first to experience the feeling of shopping in a supermarket amidst the apocalypse.
Secondly, it’s because the family’s items, categorized neatly and unopened, pile up together, creating a massive warehouse each ti soone enters.
However, taking items was quite inconvenient.
Why not use the battleship’s 100-square ter space to create a supermarket, neatly displaying various long-lasting supplies and items?
Then, whenever soone needs sothing, they can take it, and once nearly used up, restock new items.
It’s almost like there’s an extra transit point; it used to be the supermarket warehouse, now a supermarket collection center.
Wu You’ai gave a thumbs up, "Shu, you’re really daring to suggest this. It must be a lot of work to reorganize a supermarket’s supplies."
Mrs. Jing internally craved that supermarket shopping feeling but didn’t dare to echo the sentint.
Being the doting father, Mr. Jing chid in, "Although it’s a bit of hassle initially, afterward it’s really convenient—" his voice gradually fading.
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