It really got bigger!

After all, like any other hoarder, she tended to stare at her collection every so often. Hence, she knew where the delineation of the items she had was.

She hadn’t had the time to study how much she really got, but those pieces of gold and jewelry should be worth several million, right? Maybe even more than 10 million.

She then looked at the increase in her space. The increase was not too much, and spending millions on it was a bit painful, but enough to make her very giddy.

The ceiling height increased to five meters. Similarly, the area also changed from 3 meters by 3 meters to 5 meters by 5 meters. From 27 cubic meters, her space was now 125 cubic meters. Not bad at all!

The static space could also be increased with a bit of her manipulation, and she set it so the previous 1 square meter was expanded to the top of the space, making it a 5 cubic meters of time-stasis area!

Whoa. So now she had more money, and her space could be expanded?

Even if the cost was really high, her hope for a more comfortable life in the apocalypse had just become a bit more secure!

...

While a certain someone was happily running to another shopping spree, another time traveler was still bedridden.

It had been more than 3 days since they arrived, but it had been years since this body had been in a coma, so it was normal to be unable to stand up.

However, what was miraculous was that he could already sit up. This baffled the doctors, and many even tried to stop him from doing anything until the test results came out.

What if it was just a transient recovery? Then putting too much pressure on his fragile muscles and bones would make things worse.

For the past day, all Kael did was take a plethora of tests. To be frank, he was getting annoyed, and people felt their bodies inexplicably getting heavier. At the time, they thought they were just tired.

Fortunately, the tests were expedited, and when the results finally came out, people were shocked.

The recovery so far was permanent!

Cale was recovering well—too well.

The doctors realized the miracle, and many of them flocked Kael’s room, trying to find his condition and study it.

They were truly fortunate that Kael’s ability had only partially awakened, like Naia’s, but was even more suppressed. Otherwise, some of these doctors could’ve been crushed into paste.

However, Kael managed to reel in his violent tendencies, knowing full well this was still a time when laws were strictly enforced. Not to mention, there was no malice among the doctors. At worst, there was the greed for knowledge.

Kael’s dark eyes passed over the doctors, and all of them suddenly found themselves dripping in cold sweat.

The sensation was akin to being stared at by a panther that was ready to swipe at their necks at any time.

"You can take some of my blood, but nothing else," he said, voice full of finality. The doctors flinched before heaving a sigh of relief.

"Of course, of course, Mr. Mason!"

...

The doctors finally left, and it was quiet in his ward for a while until Michael arrived, his arms carrying a couple of envelopes filled with documents.

The bureaucracy of this time was really troublesome.

Speaking of Michael, Cale had made a deal with him to handle his affairs. He didn’t even ask him to take leave from his job, but he’d still get a sizeable salary. He would also pay the company excess in retention fees. He also promised a percentage of the amount he’d earn from the patents.

As such, this type of moonlighting was allowed by Michael’s company, and his team did not receive any new cumbersome assignments for a while, keeping his load light enough to do whatever Kael asked.

As for why Kael didn’t just offer him a position as a personal assistant, it was because a lot of things he needed to do and prepare required a lot of connections. A big company like the law firm could help with that, especially if the person in charge was a client.

Speaking of which, the primary buyer for the patent was one of the law firm’s established clients. So far, the patents could be sold for a total of 50 million or so.

He was also set to gain about another ten million or so within the next week or so, taken from those bastard relatives, including the embezzled amount.

"The house had been bought," Michael said, very efficient and was also why Kael insisted he helped him out.

Michael headed forward and showed him the image of a large 3-storey villa with a basement and a separate bunker.

The lot was quite big too, with a few hundred square meters of open lots and gardens. There was even a greenhouse. It was really quite good.

He knew Naia would be fond of plants. It reminded her of her mother. He would often see her reading leftover botany books when she had free time.

It was just that in their time, those things were practically images in storybooks. Now, they could really handle the real thing.

The house and lot alone consumed more than half of his budget, but it was worth it. Money never meant much to him, who had never had it before, even a lifetime prior.

The rest of the money would be used to renovate the house, add the security details that he specified, and to fill up the storage area with some supplies.

It had to be good enough for two people to use for decades. That would require a lot of things, and perhaps even the money from the patents would not be enough to buy everything they needed.

In any case, while all these were being processed, he had to prepare his body for the tragedies.

He looked at his own legs, which were painful to move an inch.

Michael saw his disgust and couldn’t help but comment.

"You’re already improving so well. It’s not good if you force it—"

"I must start walking within the week," he said, using an irrefutable tone. "I will make it happen."