Okay, this is another fully automated farm.
You don't need to worry about it.
Jiang Qingwan's lips curled into a wide smile, unable to contain her joy.
Jiang Qingwan emerged from the space, easily moved the cabinet that was blocking the curtains, and pulled back the curtains to reveal a gap.
The familiar sunlight is gone.
The moon hangs high in the sky, scattering its red light across the earth.
Using the red light, Jiang Qingwan looked at the street.
It was deserted and empty.
He breathed a sigh of relief. The Yaochi Villa was indeed the idyllic paradise it was rumored to be.
Because of the sparse population, they escaped the large-scale mutations.
After understanding the situation, Jiang Qingwan drew the curtains again and used the cabinet to block the window once more.
I took out my phone and opened a group chat with a fake name that said "We're a Loving Family".
There were no messages in the group.
Ha, what a fake family relationship.
Not even a simple greeting.
I shouldn't have had any expectations.
In her previous life, Jiang Qingwan and her family were not together during the early stages of the apocalypse.
When they met again at the base, Jiang Qingwan's parents, just like when they first recognized her as a relative, once again regarded her as an object and assessed whether she had any value to be used.
If Jiang Qingwan didn't have any special abilities, then with her beauty, she could be given to powerful figures to be their playthings, in order to gain the protection of the upper echelons of the base.
Unfortunately, Jiang Qingwan proved to be more capable.
Awakening lightning-type abilities is a powerful offensive ability.
However, even if Jiang Qingwan has superpowers, that won't change anything.
Jiang Qingwan's parents only know how to squeeze every last drop of value out of her.
For example, make Jiang Qingwan do as many missions as possible to accumulate points and contributions to exchange for daily supplies and maintain her extravagant lifestyle.
Jiang Qingwan was left to work alone to support the whole family.
They spend all day holed up in the base, using the contribution points Jiang Qingwan gave them, and lying around in the base's safe house.
Sometimes I really don't understand why people's hearts can be so skewed.
They stated that Jiang Si's special ability was not suitable for frontline combat, so they introduced Niu Ma Jiang Qingwan instead.
In her previous life, Jiang Qingwan still harbored a lingering hope for family affection, so she worked tirelessly, hoping to win back her family's true feelings through her labor and sincere heart.
However, what she got in return was even more ruthless exploitation from her parents and Jiang Si's inexplicable framing.
Obedient and sensible little golden sheep. This is how Jiang Qingwan's parents define her.
Jiang Qingwan directly set the group messages to Do Not Disturb mode, and specifically set the messages to Do Not Disturb mode separately for Jiang Mu, Fang Xin, and Jiang Si.
Want to contact me first? No way. You can look at it when you want.
With no family in his heart, he cultivates the spirit of nature.
Jiang Qingwan shifted her gaze from her phone to the television.
The television still has a signal and programs, only the small TV stations have stopped broadcasting.
Currently, major television stations are barely operating.
Some pre-recorded comedy variety shows and hit TV dramas are being broadcast normally.
However, all official channels have switched to real-time news broadcasting mode.
The host had a dignified and bright demeanor, and a calm and steady voice, reassuring the audience not to be nervous.
"The government is urgently investigating the cause and has deployed armed forces to arrest citizens suspected of being mentally unstable."
"We hope that the general public will cooperate with the government's work and consciously avoid going out unless necessary."
"Please rest assured and have confidence in the government. We believe that the government will resolve this matter as soon as possible and restore normal social order."
Watching the host broadcasting from a professional radio studio.
Jiang Qingwan admired him greatly.
They truly are professional. They went to work regardless of the biting incident or severe weather.
He was able to deliver the report calmly and reassure the public.
Jiang Qingwan turned off the official TV broadcast.
There's nothing particularly interesting about it. Because they definitely need to control public opinion, they'll only show the best aspects of what gets broadcast.
Jiang Qingwan then turned her attention to mobile phone forums.
Posts about the apocalypse flooded the screen.
A new post-apocalyptic related post appears every few seconds.
My previous post, "I am a reborn person, the apocalypse will come tomorrow, click in to hear me continue...", has been marked as a featured post and pinned to the top by the forum administrators. A small red "hot" icon has also been added to the right of the title.
Jiang Qingwan opened her post and found that the comment section was in complete chaos.
From the initial "OP, you're quite the writer, I'm just waiting for you to get investigated" to the current "OP, you're a genius!"
It was filled with all sorts of comments: disbelief, insults, arguments, prayers, questions, pleas for help...
Jiang Qingwan still didn't reply, she just glanced through the pages.
A large number of people now believe in the existence of the apocalypse, while a small number, out of their inner fear, are trying to convince themselves that this is just an ordinary case of infectious mental illness.
Time will tell; soon a group of people will awaken supernatural abilities out of thin air.
Jiang Qingwan moved to the kitchen to prepare to cook.
Since we still have kitchen utensils and it's convenient to stir-fry dishes, let's start by eating pre-cooked meals.
Jiang Qingwan opened the packaged chicken pieces coated in starch, heated oil in a wok, and fried the chicken pieces on both sides until golden brown, maintaining a crispy texture.
Add the green peppers, Sichuan peppercorns, onions, and other side dishes, and stir-fry lightly.
A dish of Sichuan-style diced chicken with Sichuan peppercorns is ready.
Its color is enticing, and its aroma is irresistible.
Then I took out a bag of frozen Sichuan peppercorn-flavored grilled fish and heated it in the microwave.
Boil a kettle of water and put the dark red roses into a cup to soak.
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