I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 1031 - 1030: Private Island Themed Hotel After the Apocalypse

The classmates were regretful, but couldn’t do anything about it after all.

"Actually, if we could tag along and see, it would be great. Aren’t you curious about what kind of life Su Malie’s friends are living in the apocalypse?"

"Stop dreaming. Your husband takes you to look at huge gold bracelets you can’t afford every day. Other than drooling over them, what else can you do?"

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Jing Shu didn’t expect that when Su Malie mentioned going on a trip, she thought it was just within Nanhai City. She was actually thinking, apart from the place cleaned by the Township Government, there’s hardly anything else worth visiting in the most prosperous area in the South Sea—where do those wealthy offspring play around?

But she never imagined it would be on a private island beach over a hundred kilometers away.

The Hulk ran continuously for more than an hour before reaching the destination.

It was a famous pre-apocalypse themed private entertainment hotel, something she’d only ever seen on social media, costing tens of thousands a night.

Once the Hulk stepped onto the private island, it was evident that the mud, rotten corpse insects, and decaying moss around had been thoroughly cleaned.

At least when stepping onto this costly beach, Jing Shu knew it wasn’t cheap to build.

Su Malie removed her shoes, stepped on the warm sand, and lifted her princess dress saying, "It’s a themed hotel purposely set up by those young masters from the Imperial Capital, cleaned to nearly pre-apocalypse condition within the last three months.

The land isn’t expensive, but the cleaning and restoration are laborious, some places are broken and need repair."

The surroundings of the themed hotel are separated by ancient dark plants, beyond the wall lies the grim, damp, dark apocalypse, while within the wall is a vibrant, shockingly beautiful private island.

Gentle lighting permeates, creating an atmosphere of calm and beauty amid the fake coconut trees, elegant and noble pavilions, pool-surrounded hotel, and the clear, warm man-made lake within the beach.

The island has private security, and Su Malie is a diamond member, hence her access.

Of course, the most breathtaking scenery is the infinity pool surrounding the themed hotel, with shimmering waves making it appear as if the hotel is enveloped by the ocean.

The cost of just this clean pool alone would be several million Virtual Coins.

Su Malie tested the pool water with her hand: "26 degrees, warmer than my own pool. Want to go for a swim?"

Jing Shu shook her head, "Let’s talk business first."

Su Malie nodded, "Alright, as you can see, this private island has great surroundings and top-tier facilities, and there are even more exciting things inside. Come, I’ll show you around.

Although, before the apocalypse, many rich folks flew in on private planes to enjoy this place, but now, heh—"

Jing Shu wondered, "What’s it like now? Isn’t it still quite extravagant, attracting wealthy folks from all over? Frankly, with such a luxurious themed hotel, I’d be willing to bring my family over."

Jing Shu is among the sudden rich, battling poverty with newfound wealth; she never truly experienced a rich life. Even with resources and money in the apocalypse, she maintained the mindset: previously one meat pie made her happy, now she could eat ten.

She doesn’t comprehend the farmer’s belief that being wealthy means eating three meat pies every meal, whereas the Emperor lives quite differently, you can’t imagine without being part of that circle.

Thus, she can’t play like these genuine rich folks.

Look, even with the apocalypse here, someone went ahead and made such a luxurious themed entertainment hotel. She couldn’t imagine how happy her family would be if they could bathe or soak in a hot spring.

Therefore, Jing Shu didn’t ask about the cost of a visit, money now is merely a series of numbers.

In the apocalypse, who doesn’t want to live a bit better?

Besides, enjoying such a themed hotel wasn’t something she could dare imagine before the apocalypse.

Su Malie giggled, "Well, you saw it now. Who comes here? They’re unlucky—they started their business right when natural disasters struck, the air unbearable. Take off the gas mask, and you’ll want to vomit, so why visit? Who feels like playing?"

Jing Shu raised an eyebrow, oh, so they’ve hurried over for this business discussion?

Su Malie lightly coughed, "Ah Zhu, you get me?"

Jing Shu made an OK hand sign, got it.

Mu Xiaoxuan, after hearing their conversation, felt her initial anxiety and self-consciousness as a country girl in a luxury hotel disappear, she straightened up, gaining confidence.

So, these people are actually requesting them now!!

Under the pavilion, there’s a barbecue party, with guitar players, singers, people grilling, and others swimming in the pool.

The grilling meat aroma filled the air, Jing Shu smelled the distinctive seasoning belonging to Magic Cube Space.

Oh, an old customer.

"Miss Mary, you’re so late. I thought you’d come by helicopter."

"Mary, you’re late. Punish yourself with three glasses; we’ve been waiting for you forever."

"Come, try this newly released beer. I’ve procured a barrel of ultra-premium version, heard it has a special taste, costing ten thousand Virtual Coins per barrel, taste it."

Jing Shu mentally tagged them: major customers, fat sheep.

Su Malie patted Jing Shu, motioning her to bring over the milk beer. She hummed, and personally placed it on the long table at the barbecue party under the pavilion.

"Don’t say I came empty-handed. Here’s a newly acquired delicacy for everyone to try."