The residents of Noah's Ark community are lucky.

The property management responded quickly, sealing off the community gates 24/7 starting from the polar night.

Only one side gate is open for entry and exit, and there are strict management rules for entry and exit. The first owners' meeting after Zuo Ling arrived in the community was also held.

He Guizi, also known as He Guizi in Bai Hongwei's words, is the speaker.

"What? We're joining the patrol team too?"

"My family members are elderly, weak, sick, or disabled, so they can't go."

"We've paid so much in property management fees, what do we need you for?"

“I disagree. No one in my family is capable of doing this.”

...

There were many who opposed it, but also quite a few who supported it.

Everyone's smart enough to know that in the dark and chaos, a few security guards simply can't handle it.

The argument yielded no results, and the owners' meeting was a complete failure.

Bai Hongwei, Lin Wang, Li Mingli, and He Guizi did not force anyone to comply.

Zuo Ling knew that they were waiting, waiting for chaos to break out.

This bloody lesson will make the residents of the community realize that times have changed.

The curtains and blackout curtains in Zuo Ling's house are drawn 24 hours a day.

She doesn't lack electricity; you can't have your house brightly lit while everyone else's is pitch black, or you'll become a target.

The waterfall didn't understand what was happening and kept trying to pull down the blackout curtain.

"Don't dig! The polar night is here, do you understand?"

The waterfall frowned, shook its little head, and didn't know.

After drinking the water from the space well, the little guy became smarter and smarter, and could understand most of what was being said.

Unable to explain it to it, Zuo Ling simply threw the waterfall into her spatial dimension, letting it play with the chickens, ducks, and geese.

The wild vegetables were growing well, and Zuo Ling let the chickens, ducks and geese she got from the small mountain village roam freely on the grassland.

With more poultry and a pool to play in, they had a great time at the waterfall.

Zuo Ling broke off some breadcrumbs and vegetable leaves to feed the fish.

I was having a great time catching fish, but once I got them back, I remembered the issue of raising them.

The downloaded materials were all over the place, with all sorts of claims.

Most people say they feed fish with vegetable leaves, earthworms, wheat, or millet.

With the weather freezing cold, Zuo Ling had nowhere to find earthworms for the fish, so she thought she could raise maggots to feed them.

The method of raising maggots is very simple: rotten vegetable leaves, kitchen waste, and leftover food can all produce maggots.

Zuo Ling used a smaller shipping container to make two large boxes for raising maggots, and the results were visible in just over a week.

We replanted several types of short-cycle vegetables to provide as a reserve food for the fish.

The spatial ecosystem is showing initial results.

Water, electricity, and gas are readily available; garbage can be disposed of using a garbage disposal unit; biodegradable toilets are available for recycling grains; and portable toilets are available for showering.

As long as the building doesn't collapse, I can stay at home for years without going out.

Aside from going downstairs to clear snow with Professor Jin, Zuo Ling didn't even go to the market anymore.

Daily training involves absorbing energy crystals, practicing archery, playing table tennis, jogging on the treadmill, playing with the waterfall, feeding and watering the poultry in the space, or planting crops.

I'm really bored, so I'll watch some TV programs I downloaded earlier.

We've stocked up on a lot of cooked food, so we're cooking less rice.

Occasionally, I'll make some bland food, like dumplings or wontons, or a few kinds of Chinese-style sushi, or poach meatballs, fish balls, shrimp balls, or crab balls for hot pot.

On a whim, I used the seasonings I bought in Shuzhou to make some sausages and hung them in the room to dry.

If the flavor wasn't strong enough, they used pine branches they had stockpiled earlier to smoke it, intensifying the aroma.

I only remembered to plant the pine trees I dug up when I needed pine branches.

Space lighting is different from sunlight; I'm afraid if I plant too many, they'll die, and it will be too late to save them.

Next to the bamboo planted, about ten pine trees were planted. Well water was added to the space for both the bamboo and the pine trees. Life was simple and busy.

While clearing the snow, Professor Jin told Zuo Ling, with a heavy heart, about the news he had heard.

A wealthy family was robbed, an entire family was wiped out, police were besieged, and there was looting and vandalism outside—it was complete chaos…

The neighborhood's sanitation has deteriorated significantly. Piles of garbage are often left uncollected, and even in the extreme cold, the unpleasant smell cannot be masked.

Professor Jin sighed and asked Zuo Ling, "Girl, is this the end of the world?"

The elderly man was worried about the future and also concerned about his children and grandchildren who would not be able to return home.

One night, Zuo Ling was awakened by a piercing scream.

I quickly got dressed, put on my night vision goggles, and looked outside the building.

The area downstairs was packed with people, many of whom were using sharp tools to pry open the doors of various units and the windows of lower-floor apartments, while others were climbing up the railings.

The roars of men, the cries of children, and the screams of women mingled together as a mob stormed into the residential area!

Fortunately, the door to her building wasn't pried open.

He took out a compound bow, opened the window closest to the unit door, aimed at the people picking the lock, drew the bow and shot down, firing three arrows at once.

Several people let out a scream, which frightened the people around them, causing them to step back.

Zuo Ling showed no mercy, firing directly into the crowd without even aiming, achieving a 100% hit rate.

Someone shouted, "Someone's shooting arrows up there! Someone's shooting arrows up there! Torches! Torches! Find him..."

Before the word "he" was even uttered, the man had already died.

Zuo Ling shot and killed those holding torches, flashlights, and wearing headlamps one by one.

As the last light source went out, the mob panicked, jostled, and trampled, a chaotic scene of screams, cries of pain, and curses erupting.

Zuo Ling, with a cold face, like a killing god from hell, fired her compound bow repeatedly.

The waterfall was startled awake and kept tugging at Zuo Ling's trouser leg in fright.

Ignoring it, I gently kicked it and said, "Good boy, go back to sleep, you'll be fine."

The waterfall whimpered once and whimpered twice, clinging to Zuo Ling, neither moving nor budging, curled up in a ball, as docile as a cat.

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