Chapter 41 Beaver City 6
Seven days have passed in the game, and Fu Anan has stored a lot of food.
There are now more than twenty bags of bread, more than forty bags of instant noodles, various lunch cans and biscuits taking up three spaces, and mineral water and milk taking up one space.
There was also a 50-kilogram bag of rice and a small refrigerator filled with vegetables, pork, duck and chicken in the small rental house.
Fu Anan took the double salary from the boss's wife but didn't know what to buy for the time being, as it seemed that he couldn't take the money in the game out.
Taking advantage of the fact that the rain had subsided a little, Fu Anan strolled down the street with the money in his pocket.
Flowing through the heavy rain that had already reached his ankles, Fu Anan suddenly had an idea. The game couldn't be as simple as just heavy rain. What if the water level continued to rise?
She is not a very good swimmer.
Fu Anan thought about it carefully, then turned and went to a swimming store.
She actually wanted to buy a kayak, but the cheapest one in the store was 688. She wasn't sure if it would work, and even if she did, it wouldn't be able to be used in the game. Under financial pressure, Fu Anan gave up.
I bought two swimming rings, a life jacket, and a plastic basin for disposal.
The plastic shed is 1.5 meters in diameter, and when carried on the back it looks like a red-backed turtle shell.
"Hey, Xiao Fu, you bought such a big basin to take a bath?" The old security guard at the door greeted her when he saw her come back.
"I'm a boatman."
Fu Anan replied in a low voice, but the old man was hard of hearing and didn't hear clearly, so he just said "oh" perfunctorily.
A big typhoon was coming, and Fu Anan returned to the rental house and began to stick "M"-shaped tape on the windows and put a lot of wooden boards aside.
Beaver City Day 8
The wind was raging outside and the lights inside the house were flickering.
Fu Anan opened her phone and read the news push. The reporter, facing the typhoon head-on, had his face distorted by the wind, leaning forward as he struggled to report on the current situation.
[There are still two hours until the typhoon makes landfall. We can see that the winds are already very strong. According to expert reports, this typhoon is very strong and will make landfall simultaneously in six coastal provinces in southern my country, affecting the entire southeast...]
In addition to this, there are many short videos on the Internet that record what people do when a typhoon is approaching.
Some people risked sticking their phones out of the windows to record the typhoon;
Some prayed in front of the camera;
Some people also took the opportunity to spread apocalyptic rhetoric, and the three-minute video was blocked.
Fu Anan was browsing the mini-program that was a specialty of this world, and she didn't expect that the game could be so detailed.
Occasionally, Fu Anan would have a feeling that this was a real world.
"Gaming system?"
"Game Genie?"
"Game customer service?"
Fu Anan shouted into the air several times. If there were other people in the room, they would definitely think she was a psychopath.
This game is particularly cool. Apart from the start and end of the game and the notification of finding space props, it has no sense of existence.
"Is the game customer service here? You're bored, come out and chat for a while."
There were still two hours before the typhoon passed. Fu Anan said to himself in boredom, "Don't you guys give player feedback in your game? Come out and interact to build relationships with each other."
Aren't you lonely? Aren't you lonely? As a game, wouldn't you want to have a cute human friend? "
There were no zombies with sensitive hearing, and the sound of the howling wind outside was enough to drown out Fu Anan's mumbling.
This was not the first time Fu Anan talked to herself in the air, but unfortunately there was no response to her handwriting.
What she said was like sand falling into the sea, without a ripple.
"This game is high-tech, but not smart."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a crackling sound of rapid electricity, and the room was plunged into complete darkness.
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