If nothing unexpected happens, acid rain will fall on this world in the next day or two. Cheng Zhi and the others plan to wait until the acid rain stops before setting off for the next city.

Seeing that Huang's parents were asleep that night, the five of them locked the door and went into their spatial dimension. In the vegetable garden, they had harvested a lot of vegetables and fruits, and the orange tree they hadn't seen in a long time was taller than Cheng Zhi.

Seeing the courtyard so full, they were filled with emotion and were just about to praise themselves for having this space.

Huang Yiyi suddenly shouted, which almost made the hearts of the other four people jump out of their chests. It also startled Liu Liu, who was sleeping, awake, and she bared her teeth and yelled at the air.

Xiao Feiran, who was closest to Huang Yiyi, delivered a flying kick, saying, "Can you stop being so jumpy? It's really scary!"

Huang Yiyi, who had been kicked to the ground, grimaced and covered her buttocks. She turned around and said with a smile, "I suddenly remembered that I still have all my books from childhood to adulthood under my bed and in my study. I can move them in and upgrade my collection!"

Upon hearing that the space could be upgraded, the other four immediately lifted Huang Yiyi up, saying, "Come on, let's go move some things!"

Huang Yiyi, whose butt was still throbbing: "..." You guys change your tune so fast!

Once outside the space, everyone looked through the books on Huang Yiyi's bookshelf. Most of them were high school study guides, notebooks, and miscellaneous novels.

Cheng Zhi looked at the geography notes she had made diligently, then turned to Huang Yiyi, who was engrossed in searching, and asked, "Yiyi, don't you want to sort through these books? They feel like they're all your memories. It wouldn't be good to use them all for upgrading."

Leaning against the bookshelf, Zheng Wan also saw the high school senior year review notes. "These are all memories of hard work. It would be a waste to use them for leveling up. I'll keep them."

Huang Yiyi struggled to crawl out from under the bed, sat on the floor, and looked up at the time when she had struggled. "If only we had known earlier that the world was going to end, why would we have gone to university? We could have just traveled around the world after high school, seen the earth properly, and then even if we died three years later, we would have had no regrets."

Hearing Huang Yiyi's words, everyone had their own feelings. Xiao Feiran agreed, "What you said makes perfect sense. We haven't even had a chance to fully experience this world, and it's about to be destroyed. If I could, I would also like to travel. Let alone traveling around the world, I haven't even finished exploring all of China."

The two of them wanted to travel, but Chen Siyu didn't think so. "If I had known three years ago that the world was going to end, I would have written to my superiors and emailed the United Nations to tell them that the world was going to end and to take precautions."

This method sounds great, but it's full of bugs. Zheng Wan replied, "Have you ever thought that the leaders have so much work to do every day that they simply can't see your emails? And why would they believe a high school student like you? They might even think you're crazy."

Indeed, when a high school student says something like that, people will only think that the child is under too much academic pressure.

Cheng Zhi put the notebook back and tied her hair up. "There's no such thing as 'knowing beforehand' in this world. Let's get to work, comrades. Making our space a little bigger is the most urgent task."

At Cheng Zhi's command, everyone snapped out of their reverie.

Most of the things under the bed were Huang Yiyi's things from elementary school, so they could basically be put away without even looking at them. However, out of humanitarian concern, everyone symbolically rummaged through them, worried that they might accidentally throw in some important memories.

It wouldn't have mattered if she hadn't flipped through it, but once she did, Xiao Feiran burst out laughing. She found a second-grade Chinese test paper belonging to Huang Yiyi.

"Oral communication question: In life, when you disagree with others or are unsure about something, you should consult with others. For example: You want to buy a storybook, but your mother disagrees. How would you persuade her?"

Even after Xiao Feiran read the question aloud, Huang Yiyi couldn't remember it at all, but she still had a bad feeling, "So what did I write?"

Xiao Feiran glanced at the short answer and couldn't stop laughing. By the end, she was laughing so hard she was practically on silent vibrate mode. "Huang Yiyi wrote 'Mom,' please, hahahahahahaha, the teacher's comment, we're all family, there's no need to be so humble, hahahahaha, I'm going crazy laughing."

Huang Yiyi: "..." Was I really this pathetic in second grade? Why am I so crazy now? What have I been through in between?

Just as one wave subsided, another arose. Xiao Feiran hadn't even finished laughing when Zheng Wan started her own thing, seemingly holding a pink Barbie princess diary.

"July 1, 2007, Monday, Sunny: Mom bought me a chick as a toy, and I will definitely love it very much."

"Tuesday, July 5, 2007, Sunny: I fed the chicks a lot of food, and they ate very happily."

"July 6, 2007, Wednesday, cloudy: The chicks ate themselves to death, and I cried very sadly."

Everyone seemed to understand what was going on, but Zheng Wan shook her head in denial. "The important part is the following diary entry: July 10th, Thursday, Sunny: The chick came back to life! This must be because love moved the heavens, so the chick came back to life!"

The dead chick came back to life, which is quite a sensation in the entire world of elementary school diaries.

Cheng Zhi took the diary, wanting to see for herself if it was real, and it turned out to be true.

Huang Yiyi knew it was related to chicks from the beginning. "You might not believe it, but my mom wrote this resurrection thing for me."

"?!"

Of course, no one believed her. Cheng Zhi returned the diary to her, saying, "Oh dear, you should admit what you did. Besides, we're all family, so what's there to be embarrassed about? Don't try to pin all the blame on Mom and Dad."

Huang Yiyi clicked her tongue in annoyance and raised her hand to swear, "No! Why would I lie to you? It really was written by my mom, I swear!"

Seeing Huang Yiyi holding up her hand so earnestly, the other four couldn't help but waver.

"The main problem is that this is unreasonable. Why would the uncles and aunts do this?" Everyone raised their questions.

Then Huang Yiyi explained that their Chinese teacher had assigned homework: to plant a flower or raise a small animal and observe it for ten days. On the sixth day, she fed the chick to death, and there was no way to continue. Her parents could only write to bring the chick back to life.

What kind of parent would come up with such an idea? Cheng Zhi could only give a thumbs up and repeatedly say, "Wow, I've learned something! This works too!"

Huang Yiyi shook her head painfully, “Of course this won’t do. Later, my diary was used as a negative example and posted at the back of the classroom for a whole semester. Then my parents and teachers were called in and gave the three of us a good scolding. They said that the diary was a factual account, not a fantasy novel. Oh, and they also told us to respect the deceased.”

"..."

Even chicks have their dignity.