The Spring Festival of 1957 was spent in toxic smog. That year, Bai Shuang was 25 years old, and Lu Yu was 29.

Although people have developed resistance to the harmful effects of dense fog with the help of medicine, they still feel heavy-hearted every day when facing the foggy sky.

Fortunately, Bai Shuang's cruise ship has been built. It is beautiful, comfortable, and, most importantly, sturdy and durable.

During construction, all the potential dangers that could be encountered in the water were taken into account.

Bai Shuang was very satisfied with this and was prepared to thank Uncle Zhao and the others properly, but he said that he would be content to take a cruise on the sea during the Spring Festival.

Bai Shuang: "Alright, let's try it out on the first day of the Lunar New Year. We'll make dumplings on the cruise ship."

Since everyone's been feeling down lately, let's take this opportunity to have some fun.

Call Grandpa, Mr. Ling and Ling Qingyang, and invite Uncle Li and the others, let's all go and have some fun together.

Lu Yu also invited some of his high-ranking subordinates.

Fortunately, now that troublemaker former Commander Wang is gone, we've invited Commanders Liu and Qi to join us.

Lu Yu asked Bai Shuang, "Will Uncle Ling and Uncle Li still fight?"

"With so many people around, the two of them can't really fight each other much."

Over the next few days, Bai Shuang and her two companions, along with Lu Yu and his two companions, spent their days learning how to pilot the cruise ship from Uncle Zhao.

Driving a cruise ship is similar to driving a house in a circle; it's just a matter of getting familiar with the controls and being reminded of precautions.

On New Year's Eve, Bai Shuang and the others prepared noodles, vegetables, minced meat, various seasonings, and pots and pans.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, after breakfast, everyone eagerly boarded the cruise ship.

Just in case, Lu Yu specially selected a portion of the soldiers, ostensibly to serve as waiters, but in reality to maintain order.

Old Lu and several army commanders were accompanied by their personal guards.

It's inevitable that some people will be jealous of Bai Shuang building such a large cruise ship, but they just won't show it. It's unavoidable that they will take the opportunity to cause trouble.

Those who were invited boarded the cruise ship, while a large number of survivors gathered on the shore, watching with envy.

Bai Shuang had saved them more than once, and even if some people were dissatisfied, they dared not utter a sound, for they might need her to save their lives again sometime.

This poisonous fog, the death of the former Wang Jun's wife, and the fact that the Yuwen family suffered the most deaths—this serves as a lesson.

Once everyone had arrived, the cruise ship slowly left the shore. Those who had developed resistance were no longer worried about the poisonous fog.

Everyone clung to the deck railings, watching the cruise ship glide across the water, the spray it created drifting away into the distance, and their mood lifted.

Niu Niu and A Qiao chased and played among the crowd, while the snow leopard and Hu Niu darted around. Amidst the natural disaster, a rare moment of harmony emerged.

Suddenly someone shouted, "Time to make dumplings!"

Everyone walked towards the hall. The dough had been kneaded, the filling had been mixed, and all kinds of seasonings were ready. It was clearly a rare delicacy in the apocalypse.

Everyone pitched in, rolling out the dough and wrapping the fillings.

Even Grandpa Lu and his family came over to make dumplings and join in the fun.

Bai Shuang looked up and noticed that Commander Qi was walking with a limp.

He walked in with his grandfather and the others, seemingly noticing Bai Shuang's confusion.

"When I came over just now, that guy with the crutch threw nails on the road and got pricked."

Bai Shuang: "Oh, not on the ship, right?"

"No, before boarding the ship."

Commander Liu: "Some people are just jealous of us, but they don't dare to do it openly."

Bai Shuang: "Has the wound been treated?"

"It's alright, Dean Li just took care of it."

This was just a minor incident; everyone was fine after hearing it, and continued making dumplings and chatting.

Singing drifted over, and everyone looked in the direction of the sound. It was the celebrity couple singing.

Bai Shuang specially invited them over today so that everyone could have a good time together.

If nothing unexpected happens, this is likely the last time we'll spend the Lunar New Year together.

The Earth's storm is coming this year, the eighth year of the apocalypse.

That evening, after everyone disembarked, Bai Shuang, Lu Yu, Bai Jiu, Xiao Zhao, and Xiao Yang inspected the entire ship before storing it in their spatial storage.

Afterwards, Bai Shuang sent rice, flour, cooking oil, compressed biscuits, and other affordable and durable supplies to Uncle Zhao and the others as a token of gratitude for building the ship.

A month after the New Year, as the poisonous fog gradually dissipated, Old Lu asked Bai Shuang if they could find a way to farm.

"Grandpa, forget it. The soil is still not good enough, and the storm will be here soon."

It's not worth the trouble of researching and experimenting.

Unable to do anything else, the base focused all its energy on collecting scrap metal and building houses, hoping to provide more shelter for the survivors.

After several years of hard work, those doctors from the Bai family have all been able to buy houses.

With two months to go before the expected storm, Grandpa Lu ordered the communications room to issue a red alert to all bases.

Computers, documents, data, and precision high-end instruments from all walks of life are all entrusted to Bai Shuang for management.

All survival equipment, except for those used at the base, was given to Bai Shuang.

The animal and plant seeds that need protection were left in the Frost Space when the base was moved last time.

The munitions reserved for the army's needs were also placed into the White Frost Space.

Keep only enough energy and put it all into the White Frost Space.

In short, everything important, that should be saved, and that should be backed up, is placed in the Frost Space. The base only keeps what is currently needed and what cannot be stored in the space.

The military began to be equipped with the necessary supplies, and households frantically bought supplies to equip themselves, with everyone carrying a first-aid kit.

What if an irresistible force were to shatter the ellipsoid? It could even shatter the house, or something like that...

In short, there are infinite possibilities; the forces of nature are unpredictable.

Meanwhile, major official bases are also making final preparations in full swing.

The food factory workers are constantly producing the most convenient, labor-saving, space-saving, and shelf-stable compressed biscuits and other convenience foods.

People in textile and garment factories are also busy weaving cloth and making clothes.

The cotton used was a batch of cotton that Baishuang sold to the base.

Mr. Ling's construction team worked the hardest, not only preparing for the disaster but also working in shifts to build houses, hoping to shelter more people and help them survive.

Just then, news came from one of the border troops that a large number of island nation invaders had entered the country.

Old Master Lu summoned Bai Shuang and Lu Yu and explained the situation.

Bai Shuang: "What? The little devils haven't been extinguished yet? Their country has had several volcanic eruptions, and there's been a nuclear leak ahead."

Old Lu: "How can a country be destroyed so easily?"

Your Uncle Ling built large houses for several border troops, so take them with you and place one in each military region.

The armory is right there; use it when you need to, and save money when you can.

As for military rations, they have a large stockpile of dried insects. Take a portion of your personal rations and exchange it for compressed biscuits to distribute to each house.

After the disaster, we'll need to open hospitals, pharmaceutical factories, and so on. Those large communal housing units you rented will all belong to you personally.