Chapter 89: All These Luxury Cars Are Mine!

As night was beginning to fall, Su Miao unexpectedly discovered a car dealership.

She did not know why a dealership would be placed out in the middle of nowhere, but since it had been built here, there had to be some reason for it.

The wall, gate, and guard booth on the side facing the highway were all standing above the water.

Beyond the gate was a very large parking lot, and the cars there were mostly submerged by the flood.

Five or six hundred meters farther back from the parking lot stood the dealership building itself. It was eight stories tall, and only the sixth, seventh, and eighth floors remained above the waterline.

Seen as a whole, the place looked not unlike a small airport.

Still, none of that mattered.

This time, Su Miao planned to spend the night in the dealership building, so she would not again be disturbed by people while sleeping by the roadside.

She looked around and saw no firelight in the upper floors, so there did not seem to be anyone inside.

The building looked extremely sturdy, so there was no need to worry about it being washed down by the flood.

After a careful glance in both directions and confirming that no one was around, Su Miao lowered her inflatable boat and reached the dealership building a few minutes later.

With a single fireball spell, she melted the glass from a window and slipped inside.

It was pitch dark within. Su Miao switched on her flashlight, looked at the clean and tidy floor, and wore a strange expression.

Why was it so clean here?

Suddenly, she heard a faint rustling from nearby.

She immediately switched off the flashlight, drew her crossbow, and hid to one side without daring to make a sound.

After waiting for about twenty seconds, she saw two robotic sweepers enter the room at an unhurried pace and begin cleaning.

"Not people," Su Miao murmured.

She blinked, set down the crossbow, and let out a breath of relief.

No wonder the floor was so clean. It was because these robotic sweepers had been working all along.

However, Su Miao noticed that both robots were already showing a low-battery warning, so they probably would not keep working much longer.

These sweepers must have excellent quality!

Su Miao walked over and put the two dutiful little machines into her magic space.

For safety, she decided to search the three floors above the water first.

In the office area, she took away all the wooden tables and chairs, as well as every paper document, since they could be used later as firewood.

The computers here all seemed to be quite high-end, so she took those too, monitors and all.

In the central showroom on the sixth floor, Su Miao found six BMWs of different models.

Next to each one were brief notes on the model, specifications, performance, and price.

Since she did not know much about models, specifications, or performance, she simply used the prices as a guide.

Five million. Seven million. Nine million. Eleven million. Fifteen million...

After looking at the prices, Su Miao drew in a cold breath.

So expensive!

She raised a hand and stored all the BMWs in her magic space.

They were all hers now.

Then Su Miao found the car keys to those six BMWs in a locked safe nearby and took those as well.

After confirming there was nothing else on the sixth floor, she went up to the seventh.

There were two Ferraris parked there, one priced at twelve million and the other at fifteen million.

Two McLarens, one at thirteen million and one at fifteen million.

And a Bentley, priced at sixteen million.

All of them were very beautiful.

They were all hers!

Su Miao took them all into her magic space without the slightest hesitation.

As on the sixth floor, the keys were all kept inside a safe, and she quickly found them.

One thing worth mentioning: in the tea room on the seventh floor, Su Miao found some instant coffee, expensive tea leaves, and a few biscuits, probably prepared for customers coming to buy cars.

All taken!

On the eighth floor, there were two Bugattis, one priced at twenty-two million and the other at thirty-two million.

A Lykan, priced at twenty-six million.

A Maybach, priced at fifty million.

And a Lamborghini, priced at fifty-two million.

There were so many cars that, aside from the Lamborghini, Su Miao had scarcely even heard of the other brands. But since they could sell for such outrageous prices, there had to be a reason.

If this had been before the apocalypse, she would never have been able to afford any of them. With that kind of money, it would have been better to stockpile supplies.

But that no longer mattered. Now they were all hers.

After finding the keys in the safe, Su Miao looked at the empty showroom and felt wonderfully pleased.

Over the next while, she searched several rooms on the eighth floor and unexpectedly discovered 5,000 liters of gasoline of different grades in one of them.

These must have been prepared for the cars.

Now she would not have to worry about running out of fuel when driving.

In another room, she found a gift room storing ginseng, caterpillar fungus, Maotai liquor aged more than ten years, and some goods from an unfamiliar brand.

Su Miao swept all of it away with a wave of her hand.

Finally, Su Miao came to the eighth-floor restaurant reserved for VIPs.

There was quite a lot of premium tobacco, liquor, coffee, and tea stored here.

But compared with what she found later, none of that amounted to much.

Su Miao discovered two refrigerated cabinets here.

She had no idea what principle they were based on, but when she opened them, a burst of cold air came spilling out. Even after a long power outage, they could still keep the ingredients fresh.

The cabinet on the left held all kinds of colorful ice cream.

Su Miao tasted a little and her eyes lit up at once.

This was far too delicious!

She immediately closed the door and stored the cabinet in her magic space.

When the scorching heat disaster came, she could live a very long time on these delicious ice creams.

The second cabinet stored steaks, shrimp, foie gras, and other precious ingredients, all extremely fresh. Su Miao took out two steaks and stored everything else in her magic space.

"Tonight's dinner is steak."

Su Miao was thrilled.

But after her excitement faded, she thought of a very serious problem.

No electricity and no natural gas. In such conditions, properly searing a steak required excellent control of the heat.

After thinking it over, and to avoid wasting her effort, Su Miao took out an alcohol stove and made beef-and-mushroom hot pot as a backup plan.

Add water, add hot pot base, and bring it to a boil.

Add the mushrooms, add the beef slices.

Prepare the dipping sauce.

Su Miao took a bite of the cooked beef first, and warmth spread through her body and soul.

During this period, she had barely managed to eat a proper meal.

Such a chance to eat in peace was far too rare.

Then Su Miao lowered the flame of the alcohol stove and set a frying pan on the stand.

With a small fireball spell, she carefully controlled the tiny blaze as it moved closer to the pan, heating it up.

She added oil, and once it was hot, she placed the steak in the pan.

A few minutes later, the fragrance of sizzling steak drifted out.

Su Miao's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

About five minutes later, she picked up the well-done steak with her chopsticks and savored it happily.

As expected of ingredients prepared for distinguished guests. Even though her own steak-cooking skills were terrible, it still tasted wonderful once it was cooked.

If a professional chef saw this, they would probably be furious enough to jump in outrage, but who cared?

Fifty minutes later, Su Miao set down her chopsticks with complete satisfaction.

She hoped she would find such a safe temporary shelter again next time.

After eating, Su Miao found an empty room, took out a bathtub, cast a large water ball spell into it first, then cast a fireball spell to heat the water, and happily enjoyed a hot bath.

"So comfortable!"

It felt like being away on vacation.

When the bath was over, Su Miao changed into a new set of clothes and tossed aside the bloodstained ones.

"It's time to sleep."

She glanced out the window. The flood outside was calm, and the rain had lightened, filling the heart with a sense of peace.

Considering the space here was large enough, Su Miao found a room, placed a big bed inside, spread out sheets and a quilt, and prepared to sleep soundly on the soft mattress.

For safety, she first stacked a large amount of concrete blocks from Villa Thirty-Six at the doorway, then placed a steel plate to seal the door completely, making sure nothing could get in.

Huh?

Suddenly, Su Miao noticed a red, dusty-looking book among the concrete blocks.

Wasn't that the one in Chi Wanning's hands?

Su Miao remembered that after she hurled the giant blue fireball, the book was no longer in Chi Wanning's possession.

It seemed the book had been lost in the explosion and buried beneath the ruins.

Just then, in order to protect herself while collecting the falling chunks of concrete and stone, Su Miao had deployed a magic-space formation, and by chance had taken the book in as well.

But to survive a blast from her blue fireball without being destroyed at all, wasn't this a bit absurd?

Curious, Su Miao picked up the book and looked at the cover.

The title was Criminal Law.

But under Su Miao's gaze, in an instant, the title distorted and gradually transformed into Blood Magic.

?

Was that the reason Chi Wanning had been so powerful?

Su Miao opened Blood Magic. The title page was blank, but the moment she turned it, a line of twisted, blood-red text appeared:

[Do you want to obtain immortal and invincible power?]

[If so, pierce your heart with a dagger, spill your heart's blood onto the book, and make a contract with me!]

This...

Su Miao fell silent for several seconds.

She raised her hand and formed a small blue fireball. A book this dangerous should just be burned. It was too terrifying!

The next second, the text on Blood Magic rapidly twisted and changed:

[Your Excellency, please calm down, calm down. You can still learn magic without making a contract.]

Su Miao stared at the book, her body trembling slightly, and had some trouble controlling the blue fireball.

It seemed to be a magic book, but it clearly had serious problems.

Otherwise, how could Chi Wanning have become so inhuman and monstrous?

"Better burn it."

Su Miao looked at the magic book and felt frightened.

At once, Blood Magic panicked. It automatically flipped pages, revealing line after line of text:

[Your Highness, look, you can learn and use these spells. There is absolutely no need to sign any contract.]

[Your Highness, I am still very useful.]

[Really!]

Is that so?

Su Miao looked at Blood Magic before her, growing more and more uneasy.

At the same time, Blood Magic began its performance of self-rescue. Its pages rustled as it flipped open on its own, revealing the first spell.

[Fear of the Dead]

Become the contractor of this book, become an immortal blood undead, and release the pressure of the dead to instill fear in all nearby targets.

...

The blue fireball moved a little closer.

Maybe it should still be burned.

...

[Misunderstanding, Your Highness, that was an error.]

[Please do not be like this, I am scared. You will certainly be able to learn the next spells.]

Blood Magic flipped again and displayed a completely new spell.

[Undead Revival]

By controlling the death aura, or elemental force, that diffuses through heaven and earth, you can pour it into the remains of the dead and command those corpses to attack and move.

Below was a magic formation related to Undead Revival, along with an analysis of the learning steps, and more.

It looked very complicated.

But after reading it once, Su Miao found it surprisingly easy to understand.

If she had the chance next time, she could try it out in practice.

[Death Core]

By drawing in the shattered souls of humans who died after endless suffering, you can gather them into a vessel of death. It can serve as the core of an undead staff and greatly enhance the power of related spells.

It can also be directly devoured to increase one's own strength. [crossed out, this option is recommended for the contractor.]

Su Miao blinked.

Seeing this, she understood rather well why Chi Wanning had been so powerful at the start, why she could watch her subordinates die one after another, and why, only at the end, she resorted to triggering a beast tide in an attempt to wipe out everyone in the tourist area.

Because Chi Wanning's goal had been to devour more souls and make herself stronger.

This spell... she would keep it.

If she ever encountered some villain she could not hate enough even after killing them, she would extract their soul and use it to create a Death Core for experimentation.

Blood Magic noticed the blue fireball beginning to shrink, and continued flipping pages, revealing another spell.

[Blood Sacrifice]

Sacrifice thirty percent of the target's blood to grant them greater combat power. The duration depends on the target's vitality.

[Blood Flow Without End]

If the target has a wound, their blood can be continuously drawn out, causing relentless bleeding.

[Magic Drain]

Extract the target's blood and convert it into the mana required by the caster.

...

All of them were spells that looked profoundly wicked.

But after comparing them with the magic she currently knew, Su Miao realized she had far too few spells suitable for attack.

Undead Revival, Blood Sacrifice, Blood Flow Without End, Magic Drain. She could reluctantly learn these; they might prove useful later.

As for Death Core, she would decide depending on the situation.

But if this magic book really had problems, she would destroy it immediately.

[Your Highness, the spells above can all be learned without a contract.]

[If you are worried about dirtying your hands while casting, Your Highness can rest assured and use me to draw out those filthy blood and vile souls. It would be my great honor.]

The magic book even condensed a picture in blood of a humble servant bowing at ninety degrees.

...

After thinking for a while, Su Miao closed Blood Magic and put it into her magic space.

She would keep the book for now.

As for studying it, she would work hard on that tomorrow.

Su Miao climbed onto the warm bed and, in less than three minutes, fell into a sweet sleep.

In her dream, she saw Chi Wanning again, and fear gripped her completely.

Wasn't Chi Wanning dead?

Su Miao thought this to herself.

Chi Wanning stood in a blood-colored hell. She was bound by countless crimson tendrils, her face twisted with ferocity, as though enduring unimaginable agony.

She screamed and cursed at Su Miao, but no sound could actually reach her.

Suddenly, the blood-colored hell boiled.

The blood-red tendrils binding Chi Wanning suddenly tightened, tearing her apart into fragments and swallowing her completely within the blood-red abyss.

A while later, the blood-colored hell calmed once more. Countless vivid crimson flowers bloomed, making it look like a beautiful garden, serene and soothing.

Su Miao opened her eyes.

She stared at the unfamiliar ceiling and blinked.

So it had been a dream.

Then she looked at the alarm clock by her bed.

Damn it, it was already almost seven in the morning. Time to set out!