SRTT Chapter 7.1

Ruan Ning looked up, and her eyes lit up: “Oh.”

This man was 1.74 meters tall!

That ordinary and honest appearance!

Thin and frail figure.

Wasn’t this the famous Chu Dingfeng, the son of destiny in this world?

What was he here for?

Knowing yourself and the enemy would win every battle.

Ruan Ning directly called up the virtual novel to see the purpose of Chu Dingfeng going out today.

After turning the pages, Ruan Ning showed an expression that was difficult to describe.

However, although he didn’t go out to do anything serious, it was understandable.

In the original book, Chu Dingfeng’s golden finger was a copyable space, which meant that he only needed to stock up on one copy of each item, and then he could use ‘family contribution points’ to make unlimited copies.

The existence of copy space made Chu Dingfeng less pressured to stock up on goods in the early stage, but he still borrowed a lot of money from everywhere, even loan sharks.

The reason was very simple. It was the end of the world, why didn’t he have some fun first?

Chu Dingfeng went out today to eat at a Michelin restaurant.

Just eating a big meal was not enough. In order to show off, Chu Dingfeng would send a WeChat message to the original owner later, ‘accidentally’ showing his hands in the photo, as well as rich dishes and a high-priced bill of 120,000 yuan.

In addition, he would also send pictures of his stockpiles to the original owner to let the original owner know that he had a lot of supplies.

Envy? Jealousy? Want to curry favor with him? Come and beg him.

This was what Chu Dingfeng wanted. As for being low-key, the male protagonist didn’t need it.

The system asked in a low voice: [Host, are we going to stop him now?]

Ruan Ning looked at Chu Dingfeng’s back: “You don’t have to be so quiet. He can’t hear you.”

System: [Oh, then do we need to stop him?]

“Prevent him from eating at Michelin restaurants? No need.”

Ruan Ning tapped her fingertips on the steering wheel and suddenly smiled: “Let him grow up first and let the other party be wild.”

System:?

Without explaining, Ruan Ning started the car and left.

After buying four more nail guns, she finally stopped the wild power in her body.

Now she still had 50,000 yuan, leaving 20,000 yuan for backup. The other 30,000 yuan could be spent during the day today and tomorrow. Otherwise, it would probably become waste paper.

What else hadn’t she stocked up on yet?

While she was thinking, the WeChat notification sounded on her mobile phone.

Ruan Ning knew who it was. She slowly opened WeChat, and sure enough, she saw that Chu Dingfeng had sent her a picture.

In the photo, the center of the whole picture was his right hand and the red wine in his hand. From the angle of the hand, the lower part was a huge paper bill, and the upper part was the Michelin restaurant dishes. It could be seen that it was Western food such as steak.

Attached words: “This Michelin restaurant tastes average.”

This might be because Chu Dingfeng was not familiar with Michelin restaurant selection and thought that these three words represent foreign products.

In fact, the two three-star Michelin restaurants in this city all served local cuisine, the remaining two two-star restaurants also served local cuisine, and the one-star Michelin restaurants also focused on local cuisine.

Chu Dingfeng didn’t find the right place, so the taste was average.

However, it was impossible for Ruan Ning to remind the male protagonist who had a great time before the apocalypse, so she logged out of WeChat directly.

She thought about what to stock up on again.

There were desserts on Chu Dingfeng’s table just now, which made Ruan Ning suddenly remember that she should stock up on some small cakes to relieve stress.

There were many cake shops on the street. Ruan Ning found a mid-to-high-end shop and bought all their ready-made desserts.

The second shop, continued.

After raiding ten stores in a row, Ruan Ning filled up the newly opened cake space and spent almost the rest of the money.

Go home.

The time had come to ten o’clock in the evening.

By this time tomorrow, the superflare will have erupted.

 

 

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