Bringing a Space to Conquer the Apocalypse

Transmigrating into an apocalyptic novel, he gains a storage space.

He sells off all his property and starts a shopping spree.

Slaps the face of his stepmother and kicks out the scumbag...

Chapter 24 Shen Que, have you had breakfast?

Chapter 24 Shen Que, have you had breakfast?

"How dare you push me! How dare you push me!"

After Zhang Lu recovered, she started to wrestle with Li Shanyang.

For so many years, she followed Li Shanyang without any status, just because of his plan. She felt so wronged watching him marry and have children with someone else.

This guy actually dared to hit me!

How dare he?

The more Zhang Lu thought about it, the angrier she became, and her blows became heavier.

The few people who had not received any food were also angry.

Seeing someone taking action, a fight broke out for no apparent reason.

Seeing that something was not right, Li Xiaoya helped Liu Jie to the side to avoid accidental injury.

"Dad, Mom, stop fighting!"

Li Xiaoya only dared to persuade them verbally and didn't dare to go up and stop the fight at all.

Li Shanyang and Zhang Lu didn't listen to their daughter's advice at all. Instead, they kept fighting and somehow ended up fighting with those people.

By the time this farce was over, everyone present was injured to some extent.

Then someone in the crowd said that they didn't get any food and it was all because of the old woman.

If she hadn't been making a fuss and wasting time, everyone would have definitely gotten their food.

Someone said they knew the old woman lived in 0904, and a group of people immediately decided to settle the score with her.

Li Shanyang and Zhang Lu decided to sneak along with them after discussing it, to see if they could find something to eat during the chaos.

After Li Shanyang and the others left, Meng Ci and Shen Que returned to the 17th floor.

“If they come to trouble you again, remember to tell me.” Shen Que grabbed the door handle and said to Meng Ci who was about to enter the house.

"It's okay, I can handle them." Meng Ci didn't want to trouble others too much.

Besides, revenge is his own business, and it would be bad to involve too many people.

"Um."

Shen Que naturally couldn't let Meng Ci be bullied, so he didn't agree.

As soon as he opened the door, Shen Que was stopped by Meng Ci again.

"Shen Que, did you have breakfast this morning?"

Shen Que shook his head honestly.

"How about we eat together?" Meng Ci suggested, shaking the plastic bag in his hand.

"It just so happens that food was delivered today."

"Okay." Shen Que agreed without hesitation.

"You go in first, I'll put my things down and then come back."

"good."

Meng Ci didn't close the door. Now that the residents had taken the food, they must be cooking at home and no one would break in.

After returning home, Meng Ci looked at the rice in the bag. It was wet, probably because it was soaked by the rain outside.

There didn't seem to be any strange smell, so Meng Ci washed it a few more times and then cooked a big pot of porridge.

Peel and shred the potatoes, then stir-fry some shredded potatoes with vinegar.

Cut the cabbage into pieces and make stir-fried cabbage.

Meng Ci had never touched the flour that Chen Que had given him before, and now was the perfect time to use it.

Put some salt in the basin, pour boiling water into half of it and stir it with chopsticks until it becomes floc-like, and stir the other half with cold water until it becomes floc-like.

Then knead it into dough with your hands, pinch it into small pieces, apply oil on them, and then roll it out and put it into the electric baking pan to bake.

Bang.

Meng Ci heard the door closing, and then a moment later he heard a deep voice.

"Can I help you?"

Shen Que placed a bag in his hand on the operating table. Meng Ci didn't know what was in it, but it looked like it was quite a lot.

"No need." Meng Ci moved quickly, there was nothing he needed Shen Que's help with.

"Also, don't bring me food next time. I don't know when this rain will stop."

"Besides, the government will send food now, so I don't need it."

This guy always brings food, which makes Meng Ci feel embarrassed and then asks him to stay for dinner.

So Meng Ci wondered if this guy wanted to eat for free but was too embarrassed to say it?

Shen Que washed his hands and did not answer.

Meng Ci didn't want to let this matter drag on any longer. Delaying it would only cause more trouble.

"If you bring food here again, I won't open the door!"

"Well, next time you go out to find food, I'll go with you."

This way I can go out for a walk, replenish what I lack, and also refuse Chen Que's kindness.

"Okay." Shen Que agreed this time.

Shen Que offered to help again, and Meng Ci had no reason to refuse.

So he asked him to roll out the dough and put it into the electric baking pan, while Meng Ci started cooking.

The two people each perform their duties and seem quite harmonious.

Meng Ci couldn't help but think, if there hadn't been the end of the world, this scene would have been so harmonious.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, there was a bang from somewhere on the floor downstairs, followed by people arguing and crying.

Neither Meng Ci nor Shen Que were curious people, so they didn't care what happened.

"By the way, don't you find it strange?" Meng Ci suddenly asked.

Shen Que was obviously not very skilled at cooking, and he kept using a rolling pin to modify the dough that was not quite round.

"What's strange?"

“It’s food sent by the government.”

Meng Ci thought that Shen Que was from this world, and maybe he could tell him some of the rules of this world.

Meng Ci also experienced torrential rain in the real world. The government rescued the trapped people and distributed food in large and small packages, fearing that people would not have enough to eat.

But in this book, the government is too stingy in providing food.

Not to mention that the rescue work did not begin until the seventh day after the rainstorm, the very beginning was when the army delivered food.

It really is weird everywhere.

Meng Ci even wondered if someone had been reincarnated, or had traveled into the book like himself.

But he hadn't heard any clues in more than a month since he came here.

After hearing this, Shen Que gave a reasonable explanation.

"The whole world is experiencing torrential rains right now, and we don't know when they will stop. It will probably be difficult to get food from other places."

"That's why food is distributed according to population, which is reasonable and fair."

After listening to Shen Que's explanation, Meng Ci reluctantly felt that it made sense, so he stopped dwelling on the matter.

After finishing his meal, Meng Ci suddenly remembered that the water supply system of the water plant would begin to malfunction tomorrow. Since Shen Que brought him food, Meng Ci decided to kindly remind him.

"It's raining so hard, will it flood the water plant?"

"The water we drink will be rainwater, and it might have been soaked in some dead body or something."

Meng Ci couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the female corpse he saw last night.

"If the water is not clean, it will be difficult to get medical treatment if you get sick."

Shen Que nodded, thinking that what he said made sense.

"It is indeed a problem. We can stock up on more water while there is still tap water."

Shen Que agreed with what Meng Ci said, and while wiping the water off his hands, he looked at Meng Ci's kitchen.

"Do you have anything to store water here?"

Meng Ci nodded quickly, fearing that Shen Que might give him something again.

"Yes, yes. When the house was renovated, the workers put a lot of metal buckets there. I haven't thrown them away yet. I can use them to store things."

Just hold tap water, the paint bucket can still be used.

Besides, things have come to this point, why should I care so much?

"Do you have any? If not, I can give you a few!"

Shen Que said that he also renovated his house some time ago and had an iron bucket.

After seeing Chen Que off, Meng Ci opened the room with the windows built up, took out five iron buckets, cleaned them, and filled them with tap water.

Of course, the Shui Mengci here is just for show and will not be eaten.

In the space, Meng Ci had previously bought many food-grade plastic barrels, each of which could hold about 20 to 30 liters of water.

These days, Meng Ci filled up the space one after another and stuffed them all into the space.