Chapter 92: Cracking Open a Bunch of Ultra-Expensive Mystery Boxes—So Satisfying!

Huabao’s two green leaves curled up shyly, its eyes blinking cutely as it acted adorable:

“Jie jie jie!” (Cackling) Mom, I’m craving snacks, but my tummy’s hungry too.

Jiang Yan nearly burst out laughing at its unexpectedly cute expression.

Forget it, no need to make the kid suffer.

Besides, she was actually curious to see if, after a whole day’s hard work, the progress bar above the faint little stream and spiritual spring in her space would skyrocket.

With that thought, she pushed aside her hunger and exhaustion, focused her mind, and with a wave of her hand, summoned all the safes she’d stored in the [Inventory Zone].

In an instant, the open area outside the Apple Pod was piled high with all sorts of safes.

Jiang Yan couldn’t be bothered to change clothes.

She simply rolled up the sleeves of her bathrobe, then summoned a pair of professional sunglasses, a set of earplugs, and a lithium-battery-powered electric saw.

Putting on the sunglasses, Jiang Yan smirked at the man-eating flower and said,

“Alright, Huabao, let’s open some mystery boxes!”

“Jie jie jie!” Yay, yay!

The man-eating flower was already rubbing its leaves together impatiently on the side.

Jiang Yan had specifically looked it up: the back of a safe is its weakest point, so if you want to break into one, you start from the rear.

Coincidentally, that’s also where the valuables are stored.

Luckily, all these items were meant for Huabao to eat anyway, so even if she accidentally damaged something, it wouldn’t really matter.

All the items in the space were under her mental control.

With just a thought and a wave of her hand, the massive, heavy safe adjusted itself so its back faced her.

“BZZZZ!” Amid the harsh whirring, dazzling sparks flew everywhere.

Even though the sparks shouldn’t affect the ground in her space, Jiang Yan still paused, turned off the saw, and placed a fireproof blanket underneath before continuing to cut.

In less than a minute, she’d sliced open the square safe.

On the back panel, she found a mini camera and an infrared sensor.

But what surprised both Jiang Yan and the man-eating flower even more was that, instead of a fancy jewelry box, there was an even smaller all-steel safe inside.

Jiang Yan frowned. Was this a Russian nesting doll situation?

But that probably meant the only thing inside was that pink diamond “pigeon egg,” and it must be worth a fortune.

Thinking along those lines, she cut open the smaller safe as well.

Inside—yet another safe.

Jiang Yan was stunned, but gritted her teeth and kept going.

The deeper the safe, the thinner the steel, so it got easier to cut.

She guessed this design was meant to buy time against thieves.

Finally, after cutting through five “nesting doll” safes, a palm-sized, Tiffany-blue luxury jewelry box appeared.

Jiang Yan carefully took it out and opened it.

She took off her sunglasses, and a dazzling, pigeon-egg-sized, blood-red diamond appeared before her eyes.

The diamond’s cut and polish were flawless.

It was crystal-clear, without a single impurity, and with sunlight shining in the space, the brilliance almost dazzled Jiang Yan’s eyes.

Beside her, the man-eating flower was itching to try it, a small leaf waving anxiously by Jiang Yan’s hand.

Jiang Yan admired it for a while, reluctant to part, but eventually handed it over to Huabao.

Huabao immediately curled a leaf around it and popped it straight into its mouth.

Crunch, crunch—the sound was crisp and satisfying.

At the same time, the progress bar above the little stream in the space began to surge rapidly.

The original value was 6.3%.

This time, it shot straight up to 7.5%!

Though there was still a long way to go before reaching 100%,

This was a big leap, proving that the speed at which the space upgraded was closely tied to the value of the gold, silver, and jewels.

Feeding it a pile of 18k gold jewelry or silver ingots wasn’t as effective as a smaller amount of pure gold, carat diamonds, or platinum.

Jiang Yan didn’t dwell on it. She picked up the electric saw and kept opening mystery boxes.

Soon, after burning through a bunch of brand-new saw blades, she’d opened all the jewelry safes she’d found during the day.

Over ten thousand gold bars of various sizes, more than nine thousand pure gold necklaces in all styles, over eight thousand pure gold bracelets and bangles, countless earrings, pendants, rings, brooches, lucky beads, longevity locks, and more.

Over eight thousand PT950 platinum necklaces, more than six thousand platinum bracelets, and over nine thousand platinum earrings, pendants, rings, etc.

More than eight thousand pieces of top-grade jadeite: bracelets, necklaces, bangles, pendants, brooches, and so on.

Among them was a full-green icy jadeite necklace and a jadeite bangle, each worth several “small targets” (i.e., millions).

Over nine thousand pieces of top-quality pearl jewelry: necklaces, bracelets, pendants, rings, brooches, etc.

Plus tens of thousands of relatively less valuable K-gold, PT900, silver jewelry, and small pearls.

There was just so much jewelry, and almost all of it was sky-high in value.

Huabao’s eyes went wide.

It was like it hadn’t eaten in centuries, instantly turning three leaves into three hands, crazily scooping up all kinds of jewelry and stuffing them into its mouth.

All those broken safes were made of high-quality steel. Jiang Yan didn’t throw them away; she put them all back into the [Inventory Zone].

Watching the progress bar above the little stream rise rapidly, Jiang Yan, who had been exhausted, suddenly felt a surge of energy.

She took out a bottle of pineapple-flavored Pulse and chugged it down, then drank a Red Bull. With sunglasses and earplugs back on, she picked up the saw and got back to work.

Soon, she’d opened all the safes she’d “zero-yuan purchased” from the luxury watch store.

86 Patek Philippe watches of various series, 138 Vacheron Constantin of all models, 378 Rolexes including green and black Submariners, 450 Jaeger-LeCoultres, and over a thousand each of Omega, Chopard, Panerai, IWC, and more.

Many of the watches had diamond-studded straps and dials, and some were entirely handmade—worth a fortune.

Jiang Yan did a rough calculation: all the gold, silver, jewelry, and luxury watches combined were worth over ten billion on the market.

In the past, any one of these collectible items would have made her heart race with excitement.

Now, her heart was still racing, but it was because the progress bar above the little stream was shooting forward.

Rarity is value.

But now, this pile of priceless treasures just lay on the ground like idle stock, stripped of the luxury and prestige they once had under the counter and spotlight.

They looked more like knockoffs from some small private workshop.

Luckily, they were all still in their packaging. When Huabao wanted to eat, it could open them itself.

Jiang Yan couldn’t help but feel she was being a bit wasteful, but she really didn’t have the energy to tidy up.

Even though she could control everything in the space with her mind, and the saw felt weightless in her hand, the intense vibration when cutting through steel still left her arms numb for a while.

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Correction to earlier text: Inside the space, Huabao and Jiang Yan are not restricted by the 10-meter distance limit."