Then I'll go to the seafood market and try to snag a bargain.
Five hours later, Jiang Nian'an raised her hand to turn off the alarm clock that was ringing incessantly on the bedside table, then sat up with a yawn.
After waking up and getting dressed, I got up, grabbed my phone and keys, and went out.
The sky outside grew even more gloomy.
The wind had stopped, but the dark reddish clouds were still churning in the sky.
It carried an ominous connotation, making people feel uneasy.
Jiang Nian'an glanced at her phone as she started the car.
Various speculations about the strange weather filled the phone screen.
Jiang Nian'an simply deleted it with one click.
Whether you watch it or not makes little difference.
As for the more than twenty phone calls and forty messages from Shen Zhiyao, Jiang Nian'an wouldn't even bother to read them.
She turned the steering wheel, drove the car onto the main road, and then headed towards the first marker.
The streets were deserted.
Occasionally, you can see a few pedestrians hurrying home, carrying large and small bags.
The streetlights along the road are still on, illuminating the way, but the neon lights that used to flash are nowhere to be seen, and the noise has also disappeared.
Every house was closed, and even the most mischievous children became well-behaved.
The entire city was eerily quiet, making the sound of Jiang Nian'an shoveling soil seem particularly loud.
'Clang—Clang—'
Jiang Nian'an swung his shovel with all his might.
She had to remove at least the top layer of soil from the oil tank before she could put the entire tank into the space.
Twenty minutes later, Jiang Nian'an finally stored the three large oil tanks at the first marked point into his spatial storage.
"Tsk, not bad luck, these three oil tanks are actually full!"
Jiang Nian'an was in a good mood after acquiring nearly 150,000 liters of gasoline at the first stop.
She hurried to the next one.
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