Chapter 11: Space Upgrade

Don't worry, I'll handle this.

After finishing her meal, Lin Meng packed some more, tucked them into her space, and called Ye Heng to take them.

But this time Ye Heng didn't reply right away.

Next to the hotel was a large pharmacy; before moving in, Lin Meng stocked up on common medicines and bought plenty of disinfectants, saline solution, and other supplies.

Lin Meng didn't know what supplies a pregnant woman needed for delivery, but she could look anything up online and order it when needed.

She would try to obtain everything she could buy.

Ye Heng and his teammates combed a small side street, turning up some gold and silver jewelry whose authenticity and value were unclear.

It's no wonder he can't tell—people born after the apocalypse rarely saw anything from the old world, let alone gold and silver jewelry.

Team Captain, these look good, but what if they're fake? Would the goddess think we're insincere? And what if she stops giving us supplies?

I share that concern; I've heard genuine and fake items differ vastly in value, but we can't tell them apart. It would be helpful if the shelter had a learned elder.

Ye Heng frowned and said:

Let's gather them first; I'll explain the situation to Miss Lin, and she surely knows how to assess their value.

Exactly, just collect; everyone go search the area again, don't miss anything—we might not come back here.

After Sun Hao directed his teammates, he quietly asked Ye Heng:

Old Ye, let me be frank—will this really work? Next time you contact the goddess, ask what else she might want? Do we need crystal cores? If it's just gold and silver jewelry, I'm afraid we won't be able to get much.

These things are limited, and our range is small; we can't reach farther places now—surely we aren't going to move the whole camp?

On the wasteland, zombies and mutant beasts still roam; large‑scale migration is basically a suicide mission.

Ye Heng naturally knew this as well; after a moment's thought, he said:

I'll look for a chance to ask, but Miss Lin is a good person; even if we can't trade with her later, I hope you won't blame her.

Sun Hao glared, a little angry.

Old Ye, what do you think of me, Sun Hao? Am I the sort who burns bridges after crossing? Don't worry—the goddess helping us isn't her duty; if anyone later blames her for not supplying us, I, Sun Hao, will be the first to smash their head.

Sun Hao spoke earnestly, and he truly felt that way.

In this man‑eating world, even close relatives may not be sincere, hoarding moldy food and secretly enjoying it—let alone strangers.

The goddess is so generous—what right does he have to complain?

Ye Heng connected his mental power to the space and instantly saw the food Lin Meng had prepared for him.

Meal boxes were stacked high, some still steaming.

Ye Heng felt his heart warm; Miss Lin was indeed the kindest girl he'd ever met—she didn't need to go to trouble preparing fine food for him, just filling his stomach would suffice.

Lin Meng quickly sensed Ye Heng's mental power and immediately flashed into the space.

You're here? Eat these while they're hot; they won't taste good cold. I've also gotten the medicine you need, and I'll quickly arrange the basic meds for pregnant women.

Ye Heng was deeply moved and quickly said:

No rush, no rush; Miss Lin should focus on her own affairs—you don't need to go to such trouble for my matters.

Lin Meng found Ye Heng quite easy to get along with—uncontentious, uncompetitive, with an excellent attitude, practically treating her as a savior.

Perhaps he feared a bad attitude would annoy her and cut off supplies—understandable.

It was rare to be able to meet like this; Lin Meng simply sat down in the space, thought, and said:

This space is truly amazing—it actually lets us meet—but it's a shame the place is so small, and time here doesn't seem to be static; look, these buns and steamed bread are already cold.

What's the weather like where you are? If it's too hot and you have no way to preserve food, this will spoil quickly.

Ye Heng also noticed this space isn't static; storing food inside isn't safe.

But he isn't worried; as a native, he has some understanding of awakened abilities.

I haven't had my space awakened long, and I haven't tried to upgrade it yet, but this space can be upgraded; if I upgrade here, you should be able to share it.

Space upgrade?

That's not hard to understand; Lin Meng thought and said:

How do you upgrade it over there?

With a thought, Ye Heng caused two brilliant crystals to fly out from the soil in the corner of the space.

Sorry, Miss Lin, this is too precious, so I hid it.

This is called crystal stone, a synthetic material that requires a large amount of crystal cores and a synthesizer to obtain; here it's worth a fortune, and the finished product needs extremely precious resources.

Synthesizers aren't rare here; as long as you have enough crystal cores and can offer the materials they want as payment, you can have them synthesize it.

For ability upgrades, absorbing crystal stone is most efficient; we each get one—why don't you try?

Lin Meng didn't refuse; she also wanted to know whether she could absorb it and what the effect would be.

Then I won't stand on ceremony—how do I absorb it?

Ye Heng pondered a moment and said:

You can hold it in your palm, sense its energy fluctuations, and then absorb it on your own; I'm an awakened one, so this comes naturally to me, and Miss Lin perhaps could try too—here, you are also an awakened one.

Moreover, Miss Lin's space awakening seems to be a level above mine—you can enter the space, while I cannot.

Moreover, you can store living beings in your space, which I cannot do, and as far as I know, there has been no precedent like yours in the entire wasteland era.

At that moment, seeing the live fish in the water vat, his heart was greatly shocked.

Lin Meng grasped the strange‑feeling crystal stone in her hand, unsure if she could do it.

Her space comes from the bracelet her grandfather gave her in a dream; it doesn't count as her own awakening.

After Lin Meng promised to exchange supplies for this crystal stone, she left the space.

The hotel's air conditioning blew, the chill on her skin did nothing to hinder Lin Meng's inner fervor at this moment.

I won't sleep first; let's start trying.

Lin Meng examined the crystal stone's texture—clear and translucent like an amethyst, very pretty, and up close she could smell a distinct fragrance.

Besides that, there was nothing special.

According to Ye Heng, Lin Meng held the crystal stone in her hand, carefully trying to sense the so-called energy inside.

As a result, she felt nothing at all.

After trying for two hours with no success, Lin Meng, still holding the crystal stone, fell into a deep sleep.

That night, her grandfather appeared in her dream again…