Kaze headed to a wooded area past the mansions. When he saw his business partner, he gave him an icy glare.
"H-Hello, Kaze." Daniel said with nervousness in his sky-blue eyes, "The soonest that I can get you to—"
"Are you a drunkard?" Kaze scoffed angrily, "What did I tell you about—No, don't answer that; just show me the warehouse."
The man swallowed nervously in acceptance. "Right this way."
There was a skycruiser hanger on the other side of the wooden area. It was a large grey building with a metal door that locked.
Daniel unlocked the heavy metal door with a physical key and led the emperor in.
When Kaze looked into the area, he nodded in satisfaction. There were shelves fifteen feet high with bulk food supplies, dry goods, and living necessities.
Enough to last three months lined the shelves if they ate three meals daily, but he didn't plan to let that happen.
After the full breakdown of society, they'd ration it for longer as they acquired more food.
