Apocalypse Arrives: I Become a Powerhouse by Scavenging

It was the familiar wooden barrel, with the familiar words "Elf Syrup," but the text below had changed from Juggernaut Sugarcane to Crimson Bomb.

’I don’t know what this Crimson Bomb is, but it’s probably similar to Juggernaut Sugarcane.’

[Crimson Bomb: An annual fruit, red in color, with an appearance similar to a bomb. Upon maturation, it accumulates a large amount of sugar.]

Just as she thought.

The Elf Syrup extracted from Crimson Bombs was a bit more plentiful than that from Juggernaut Sugarcane.

Next, Moira Lynch collected dozens of different types of Elf Syrup.

Over a dozen of them were extracted directly from plants, while the rest were concocted by mixing those base syrups in different ratios.

Moira Lynch stored them in different storage spaces according to type.

After collecting the Elf Syrup, next came the various sugar products.

Upon entering this area, Moira Lynch felt as if she had walked into the Candy Kingdom.

For starters, there were at least a hundred different kinds of candy, piled casually on the ground like small hills.

Rainbow lollipops taller than a person were a common sight.

’Any child would be overjoyed to be here.’

After stowing all the candy in her inventory, Moira Lynch continued deeper inside. This time, she entered the dessert section.

All sorts of desserts were stacked here in neat piles.

’With so many desserts, won’t they spoil?’

The candy before had all been in wrappers, and candy itself has a long shelf life, but these desserts...

’I’ll have Patience scan them with the Healing Device.’

[Desserts stored for several months. Non-toxic and edible, but the flavor is far from fresh.]

Moira Lynch breathed a sigh of relief. It didn’t matter if they weren’t as good as fresh—as long as they were edible.

She had never realized there could be so many kinds of desserts. It was dazzling.

After the dessert section, Moira Lynch continued deeper inside.

When she reached the next area, she couldn’t help but blink. What was she seeing?

’Is that... a house?’

Unsure, Moira Lynch rubbed her eyes.

It had pink walls and a matching front door, a red roof, and a white fence enclosing a small yard. Inside was a green lawn, with a winding path of white pebbles leading to the entrance.

It was a house made of candy, the kind you only see in fairy tales. Moira Lynch never expected to see one in real life.

Moreover, through her spiritual power, Moira Lynch knew the house wasn’t just a facade. The craftsmanship inside was just as exquisite.

It was small but had all the necessities.

However, judging by its size, the house seemed a bit small for an adult, though it would be just right for a child.

’I get it. This kind of candy house must be made for children—something they can both eat and play with.’

After that, Moira Lynch collected a pile of specialty candies, finally clearing out the entire warehouse.

Before she left, Moira Lynch snapped a photo of the now-empty warehouse and sent it to Eleanor Vaughn, followed by a smug emoji indicating she’d handled it with ease.

’Heh. That’ll show her.’

After leaving the treehouse, the sky outside had grown completely dark.

She checked the time. It was already past ten at night; she had spent four hours in there.

Moira Lynch stretched and started back the way she came.

She headed for the house the Sea Sprites had prepared for the players to rest.

Upon entering, she discovered it was a large, open-bunk room. Everyone, male and female, slept in the same space.

Probably because everyone was exhausted from the day’s work, the room was filled with thunderous snores. Everyone was fast asleep, and the air reeked of sweaty feet.

Everyone had been working hard all day, so sweaty feet were inevitable.

As everyone knows, even a Heavenly Immortal’s feet would stink after sweating.

Luckily, everyone was in the same boat. If your feet stank and my feet stank, there was no room for judgment.

Besides, once you’d been in the room for a while, you stopped noticing it. But for someone just coming in from the outside, it was a different story entirely.

Even with a mask on, Moira Lynch almost passed out the moment she stepped inside.

The sensation was like being hit over the head when she least expected it.

Without a moment’s hesitation, she backed out of the room. Moira Lynch rummaged through her inventory and pulled out a red, ball-shaped item.

It was one of the items she had acquired at the auction, called the Clown’s Red Nose.

It was a beginner-level item that could either enhance or block one’s sense of smell.

Moira Lynch thought the item’s function was similar to that of a human bloodhound. She had several items with similar scent-enhancing abilities, but this was the only beginner-level one. She had originally planned to sell it, but she never expected to need it so soon.

She had several items for distinguishing scents, but this was the only one capable of blocking her sense of smell entirely.

’No, once this game is over, I need to go through my items again and use the Universal Gloves to copy this.’

After putting on the red nose, Moira Lynch entered the room again. Sure enough, she couldn’t smell the stench this time.

A few of the more vigilant players woke up when Moira Lynch entered.

Fortunately, quite a few players still hadn’t returned, so her appearance didn’t arouse their suspicion.

After confirming she wasn’t a threat, they closed their eyes and went back to sleep.

Moira Lynch found an empty bunk in a corner, preparing to make do for the night.

She reached up and touched her hair, which felt sticky.

It was sap that had splattered while she was cutting the Juggernaut Sugarcane earlier, and it had dried and stuck to her hair.

Fortunately, she had coated her hair with a thick layer of gelatin, which had offered good protection.

The sticky spots came right off with a wet towel.

Taking off her shoes, Moira Lynch sighed in comfort. ’A basin of hot water to soak my feet would be perfect right now.’

She had hot water in her inventory, but that would be too conspicuous. ’Better not,’ she thought.

Still, she had to at least change her socks and shoes.

Lying on the bunk, Moira Lynch closed her eyes but didn’t dare fall completely asleep, leaving a wisp of her spiritual power active as a guard.

The next morning, Moira Lynch was jolted awake by a scream.

"AHH!! Who—who stole my necklace?!"

Moira Lynch opened her eyes to see a female player frantically searching for something nearby.

She got up, put on her shoes, and went to see what was going on.

As the female player’s voice grew louder, more and more people were jolted awake.

After an exhausting day, nobody was in a good mood about being woken up so early.

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