The charming woman gave a faint smile, captivating Dylan's heart.
"Hey handsome, what can I do for you?"
"I'd like to meet the culinary genius who conquered my palate."
The alluring woman smirked and looked at Dylan.
"Genius is too much for me to claim, but thank you for the compliment!"
Dylan was quite surprised.
Was this attractive woman really the chef? The hotel owner?
Wasn't she supposed to be plump?
Is the culinary industry so competitive now?
"I was curious about what kind of chef could create such exquisite cuisine. If it's you, then it makes sense!"
Dylan's relaxed demeanor immediately piqued the interest of the owner.
"Oh? Why do you say that, handsome?"
Dylan chuckled, "Because I believe that everything 'beautiful' in this world must be created by someone 'beautiful'. External and internal beauty must go hand in hand. But you, at least, possess the former."
The alluring woman burst into laughter upon hearing this.
This young man not only looks handsome but also has a sweet tongue.
"Hey handsome, you're so eloquent, I have to give you a discount!"
With that, she handed Dylan her business card, "Here, my card. From now on, mention my name and you'll get a twenty percent discount!"
Dylan took the card and saw the name: Dorothy.
"Well, thank you Dorothy!"
Dylan's original intention in meeting the owner was just to make a connection.
In case they meet again in the future, it would be good to have someone skilled as a chef by his side.
But this Dorothy, not only was she skilled in cooking, but she also looked like a fox spirit.
With her around, who would even have the mind to think about food!
...
After dropping off Alberta at school, Dylan went back to the villa.
He found Clarence leading workers for the night shift.
To meet the deadline, Clarence doubled the number of workers and divided them into two shifts.
In this way, Dylan felt relieved.
After catching some bugs to feed the hungry baby crows that were chirping incessantly, Dylan decided to find a hotel near the warehouse to stay for the night, as he had to receive the goods early the next morning.
On the way, he passed by a large gas station to refuel and suddenly realized that he hadn't prepared diesel or gasoline.
No oil, how would the generator produce electricity?
-35 tons of diesel, 1000 tons, gasoline, 1000 tons.
He asked the boss to help contact his friend who sells charcoal and ordered 1000 tons of smokeless charcoal.
In total, 20 million, leaving the address, confirming the delivery time, Dylan rushed back to the designated hotel.
...
On the hotel bed, Dylan took out his phone and looked at the list of supplies Alberta had sent him.
He bought everything online that he hadn't thought of.
Sanitary pads, various toiletries, clothes and shoes for all seasons, underwear, sports bras, yoga clothes, black stockings, flesh-colored stockings...
Dylan looked at the photos posted by the sellers, deeply immersed, unable to extricate himself.
After buying these, Dylan started buying defense equipment again.
Stab-proof vests, riot shields, batons, military knive, and so on.
To be honest, these things can only be used in the early stages.
By the later stages, when the survivors' abilities grow, these armors and weapons are useless.
Firearms are a bit better, but now they can't be obtained.
By the time all items were purchased, it was already midnight.
At this time, Dylan received a message from Elvis.
It was about the introduction of the Sea and Sky Feast event.
After Dylan learned the details, he became more and more excited.
This year's Sea and Sky Feast will last for one day, themed around "the end of days," featuring many high-end outdoor camping products.
Such as off-road RVs, luxury yachts, wandering warehouses, and even small planes, everything is available.
However, the highlight of this Sea and Sky Feast is the carnival activities at night.
Elvis also gave Dylan a detailed introduction to what a "game tool person" is, making him sigh after listening: it's really perverted.
Elvis happened to have an electronic ticket left, which he also gave to Dylan, and they agreed to go together.
Dylan readily agreed, as he had been thinking of getting himself a suitable post-apocalyptic transportation tool, and of course, an off-road RV would be the most suitable.
And a yacht, it would be best to get one too.In the midst of the mid-apocalyptic floods, almost all the land was submerged.
Survivors relied on makeshift floating platforms made of bound rafts, living in extremely rudimentary conditions.
Wouldn't it be living like an emperor if one could get hold of a luxurious yacht?
The thought excited him, so he was determined to attend the feast at sea.
As for those perverse games, he had no interest whatsoever.
A bunch of people taking turns "scraping the pot" there, it was truly disgusting.
By now, he had purchased almost all the necessary supplies, and the next few days would be busy receiving the goods.
Moreover, Dylan had ordered a large amount of delicacies from takeaway apps.
Fried chicken, roast duck, cold noodles, cold jelly, meat bun, rice noodles, stinky tofu, snail noodles, and so on.
He also bought several truckloads of ice cream.
As long as it could be delivered, Dylan practically indulged every day.
This again cost him quite a bit of money.
Time flew by, and over the next few days, Dylan worked from dawn to dusk, until the early hours of the ninth day, finally completing the reception of all the goods.
After another night of hustle, all the supplies were stored in the space.
Since the space had no time state, all the goods inside were not afraid of deterioration, expiration, or rotting.
A cup of hot water placed inside, no matter when you took it out, it would still be hot.
This was Dylan's most satisfying aspect.
With all the goods cleaned up, Dylan finally felt much more at ease.
It was time to prepare to attend the feast at sea.
Checking his bank card balance, there was still over 1 billion.
This money should be enough for his extravagance.
...
At eight o'clock in the morning, Dylan fed the little crow.
After a few days, the little crow had grown a coat of black feathers, looking shiny and sleek.
Because it looked like a piece of coal, Dylan named it "Coal Ball".
He even bought a large wooden cage for it and created a cozy nest.
Worried that today's sea feast would take up the whole day, Dylan entrusted Coal Ball to Alberta to look after, and would come back to fetch it later when he was done.
With Coal Ball settled, Dylan met up with Elvis directly and rushed to the venue of the sea feast.
The venue for the sea feast was at a yacht harbor by the sea.