On the third day, the stove and other supplies were delivered. Wang San San came alone, having somehow acquired the protective suit. After carrying the supplies inside, Feng Ran tossed the medicine into the yard and told him to leave. The two barely exchanged a few words during the visit.

After Jixiang tested the items and found no viruses, Fengran went into the yard and moved the stove back home. The other items were also stored in the virtual space.

The table is made of sheet metal and is about 30 centimeters wide. In the middle is a round table for placing pots or baking pans. Wang San San also made the pots and baking pans, which look quite matching when placed on the table.

Inside is a stove where you can burn charcoal or wood.

Feng Ran immediately prepared to start a fire in the living room on the first floor.

The stove is very convenient to use. It just needs to be placed next to the window. Looking at the stove's chimney, Feng Ran had no choice but to take out the large electric drill from the corresponding spot on the wall.

It took over an hour of hard work to create a hole in the chimney. When I inserted the chimney opening, there was almost no gap between the hole and the chimney. The wind hadn't sealed it properly. It was now a leaky hole that allowed air to pass through.

Then they found a sheet of metal to block the area behind the stove against the wall. Next, they moved the sofa to the side of the stove, against the wall.

"Perfect! It really was me! The genius of action!"

After it was all set up, a pot of boiling water was placed on top. While the water was boiling, Fengran sat on the sofa next to her watching a variety show.

The living room was very comfortable, with the doors and windows closed. I brought out a cup of coffee. Jinbao was already dozing off in his nest next to the stove.

The news online is still gaining traction.

However, because no antiviral drug or vaccine has been developed, all shops have closed. Even some government departments are no exception.

It's safe to say that anyone still daring to be outside right now is either infected or wearing protective gear. Otherwise, who would dare to wander around recklessly?

[I need food: Does anyone have any food left? I'm starving.]

[Better Life: Hasn't your neighborhood received any supplies?]

[What I want to eat: @BeautifulLife, has your neighborhood distributed these yet?]

[Health Enthusiast: @BeautifulLife, when did your neighborhood issue these notices?]

[Hometown Clouds: @BeautifulLife, what have you posted? Why hasn't our neighborhood posted anything?]

[A nice life: some carrots, cabbage, and noodles. I just started sending them out yesterday. They might not have reached you yet.]

[Health enthusiast: Impossible, we haven't been notified at all. Which neighborhood are you in?]

[A Better Life: Sorry, I made a mistake. This was issued by the property management company in our community, not the government.]

[Hometown Clouds: Look at other people's property management companies! All we do is collect property management fees!]

[Health enthusiast: I wonder when the government will give us food. We'd be willing to buy it ourselves! We're starving. And they won't even let us go out.]

[Hardware and building materials: I can deliver to anyone who lives nearby. DM me if interested.]

...

The comment section fell silent instantly.

More than an hour later, Feng Ran reopened the comments section. The people there had already replied to other people.

[Hometown Clouds: He asked for payment upfront. Basic necessities like oil, salt, soy sauce, and grains were included. The prices were several times higher than usual, but he offered home delivery. Those who don't mind can contact him privately.]

[Brother Qiang: What if he takes the money but doesn't do any work?]

[Hometown Clouds: Well, there's nothing we can do then. We're almost starving. What's the point of having that little bit of money?]

[Grandpa Yan: Yes. Even if we don't eat, the little one should.]

...

The world has begun to slowly crumble.

Everything was foreshadowed.

"Ring ring... Ring ring..."

Suddenly, a video chat window popped up on my phone.

"Feng Nangui... what is he planning to do now?"

"elder brother?"

The chat window connected. The person on the other end was wearing a beige sweater and seemed to be in a study.

"Feng Ran, how have you been lately?"

"Great."

"I'll arrange for someone to pick you up and bring you to my house tomorrow. I'm currently staying in the same neighborhood as before."

"don't want."

"Stop it."

"I'm not making a fuss. Brother, I'm actually living quite well now. Look? There's even a stove. It's so warm."

Feng Ran proudly showed off his precious stove. Stove use is no longer allowed in his neighborhood.

"I can still use the heating normally here. You don't need to worry about food and drink."

...Heating! Capitalists are truly despicable...

"No. Anyway, I'm doing great. You don't need to keep contacting me, brother. I'll come to you when I can't make ends meet."

"you……"

"I'm serious. In a true sense, we're not even siblings. I've also changed my household registration. So let's go our separate ways from now on!"

Just as Feng Ran reached out to turn off the video, Feng Nangui spoke up again.

"...No matter what, I can't bear to see you living alone. You wouldn't even know when you'd die. Do you know that? You are now..."

"Feng Nangui. You insist that I explain it clearly, right?"

We have nothing to do with each other anymore! You never cared about me this much when we were at the Feng family's! What's wrong?

Is love starting to overflow now?

"You don't actually like me, do you?"

Feng Ran interrupted Feng Nangui and began to mock him.

She was really starting to get annoyed. Couldn't everyone just live their own lives? She'd told him not to interfere, yet he was still so nagging.

"Feng Ran, you...don't regret saying those words."

"Okay. No regrets. Alright? I'm hanging up. Don't contact me again. Let's delete each other!"

The process was fluid and seamless: hanging up, deleting—all in one smooth motion.

"Finally, one problem has been solved."

Feng Nangui, whose phone had been disconnected, was unusually stunned. He stared at the now-calm phone screen, his expression growing even colder.

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