"Where did all these ingredients come from?"
"The property management delivered them. But they said they would only deliver three times; after that, we need to buy our own supplies with money."
"With the unique currency of this place?"
"Yes, I need to consider getting a job..."
Back to 301.
Chen Yu had a meal with his family with an ever-changing expression and chatted casually before using cultivation as an excuse to leave the room.
Afterwards, he re-entered room 303 and began to search meticulously.
Bedroom, living room, balcony, bathroom.
He didn't leave any corner unchecked, attempting to find some useful information.
But in the end, he found nothing at all.
"Creak—"
As he opened the balcony window to ventilate, Chen Yu waved away the smell of dust from his nose and fell into serious contemplation.
He was absolutely sure.
His previous encounter with the "old lady" was all real.
