Apocalyptic Disaster: I Hoard Billions in Supplies and Kill the Saint

23: Chapter 23 A high-stakes gamble, netting a profit of 6.8 billion!Thirty-five trucks of raw jade stone arrived in South City in a grand procession, sending shockwaves through the entire jade gambling industry!

”Good heavens! How much stock did Chu Yunting sweep up in Myanmar this time?!”

”With so many raw jade stones, he could practically support half the jade gambling market!”

”Wait, no, it seems Ye Nanxing had a hand in this procurement too!”

For a time, the industry speculated wildly about what Chu Yunting and Ye Nanxing had actually done in Myanmar to bring back such a terrifying amount of stock.

But Ye Nanxing couldn’t care less. She had only one goal: cut the stones and cash out!

In the largest jade stone cutting workshop in South City, dozens of experienced masters went to work, surrounding the thirty-five trucks of raw jade stone to launch a magnificent ”Stone Cutting Convention”!

The roar of cutting machines was constant, and with every blade that fell, a massive fortune was revealed.

The first piece, high-ice variety with floating flowers, valued at 560 million!

The second piece, glass variety imperial green, valued at 1.32 billion!

The third piece, high-ice violet, valued at 780 million!

... By the time the last piece was cut, the net profit reached a staggering 7.1 billion!

While the industry was going crazy about how Ye Nanxing and Chu Yunting had ”achieved godhood in one battle,” Ye Nanxing had already calmly completed all transactions and made a decision: liquidate everything!

After deducting the 300 million Ye Nanxing owed Chu Yunting, her account balance for this trip officially soared to 6.8 billion!

And all of this took less than half a month!

Ye Nanxing’s space had evolved to a stage where it was usable. At this stage, the most important thing wasn’t jade stone or money, but—supplies!

”Miss Ye, regarding this cooperation... how do you plan to celebrate?”

After the cutting convention ended, Chu Yunting asked tentatively.

Since meeting Ye Nanxing, Chu Yunting had always treated her as a business partner, but with each collaboration, he realized that he was finding it increasingly impossible to ignore this woman.

Her calmness, decisiveness, intelligence, mystery, and even her combat ability made him feel inexplicably drawn to her.

He had originally thought he only admired her talent, but the moment she infiltrated the jade stone reserve alone in the Myanmar mining area, remaining calm and steady amidst a hail of bullets, his heartbeat had completely lost control.

She was too dazzling, like a brilliant star, making people unable to resist wanting to get close.

Yet she never gave any response.

”Celebrate what?”

Ye Nanxing said indifferently without even raising her head.

”You netted 6.8 billion; isn’t that worth celebrating?”

Chu Yunting chuckled softly.

”Mr. Chu, making money is just a means, not the end goal.”

Ye Nanxing stopped writing, looked up at him, her eyes calm and waveless.

She closed the ledger nonchalantly and turned to leave, not caring in the slightest that she had become an industry legend.

Chu Yunting stood where he was, watching her back, and suddenly smiled.

—She simply didn’t belong in this circle.

The next day, Chu Yunting arrived at the company and found a letter on his desk.

He opened the envelope, and the familiar handwriting came into view—

Mr. Chu, it was a pleasure working with you.

I hope you can make good use of the gains from this trip.

By the way, the world is changing. If possible, I suggest you stockpile some necessary resources.

Not for investment, but for... survival.

—Ye Nanxing

After reading it, Chu Yunting’s pupils constricted slightly.

”...Survival?”

He stared at the letter, his fingertips gently rubbing the paper, a strange feeling welling up in his heart.

Every step Ye Nanxing took seemed to be in preparation for the future.

She had been able to command the wind and rain in the jade gambling circle, yet at the peak of her success, she left without a shred of attachment.

She earned 6.8 billion, yet wasn’t the least bit obsessed with wealth, choosing instead to stockpile ”survival resources”?

What on earth was she preparing for?

A trace of unease quietly rose in the bottom of Chu Yunting’s heart.

He picked up his phone, pondered for a moment, and dialed a number.

In South City, autumn was in full swing. Sunlight spilled onto the streets, pedestrians bustled about, traffic flowed, and everything seemed prosperous and stable.

But Ye Nanxing knew that this scene was already the final serenity.