That night, almost no one in Lornwood Base slept.
Nina Jacobs, however, returned to her residence after midnight.
She took a careful inventory of the supplies she had acquired that night.
The supplies in the underground warehouse were far more abundant than she had imagined, filling nearly all of her thirty-plus remaining storage slots.
Fortunately, the system had just been upgraded, and the capacity of her storage slots had expanded again.
She merged some of her previous slots, ultimately freeing up over twenty empty ones.
Her current reserve of supplies was now quite substantial.
The supplies she had gathered tonight alone were probably enough to sustain a base of ten thousand people for more than two years.
'The White Family's supply stash must be even larger than this.'
Nina Jacobs lay on her bed, gazing at the wooden key in her hand, which she had already cleaned.
