Most of those who came were people who wanted to borrow supplies.
Salt, soy sauce, toilet paper, etc.
Some even came asking for medicine, and their words were so outrageous that it was pure moral blackmail.
Whether the shortage of supplies was genuine or not, Xiao Jin ignored it all. At a time like this, lending out supplies would be blatantly telling everyone there were suckers out there.
Let's move on to the present.
Those who had come earlier, seeing that Xiao Jin didn't say anything, all wisely left.
But this time it's different.
This time, a middle-aged woman came in. Her high-pitched voice could be heard even through the door: "Gu girl, open the door! I'm Aunt Zhang from downstairs. We're out of salt. Can you lend me some?"
Xiao Jin ignored him; this was yet another person who knew the original owner of the body.
When the other party didn't hear a reply, they persisted and continued knocking: "We're all neighbors, we should help each other out! These days, nobody has it easy..."
Xiao Jin sneered, "Trying to pull this trick on me again?"
She remained silent.
Seeing no response, Aunt Zhang outside the door gradually changed her tone: "How can you be like this? You have no compassion at all!"
The government is now promoting neighborly assistance; how can you be so selfish at such a young age?
Xiao Jin remained silent.
Aunt Zhang finally lost her temper and started banging on the door: "Open the door! I know you're home! You have so many supplies, what's wrong with sharing some? It's not like you'll lose a piece of your flesh!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The door was pounded on so hard it made a deafening noise.
Xiao Jin's eyes turned completely cold.
She stood up, pulled a fire axe from her pocket, put on her protective suit, and yanked open the door—"Bang!"
"What is it?" Xiao Jin's tone was icy, and his killing intent seemed to emanate from him at will.
Aunt Zhang's hand was still raised in mid-air when she saw the axe in Xiao Jin's hand, and her face turned deathly pale.
"What are you doing? Where's Gu Yaya?!"
Aunt Zhang never expected that the delicate and soft little girl she thought she could easily control would suddenly turn into a violent thug wielding a weapon and with a ferocious face (in protective clothing).
Xiao Jin looked at her expressionlessly, her voice booming, "Didn't you want to borrow salt? Come in and get it?"
Aunt Zhang swallowed hard, forcing herself to say, "Who are you trying to scare? Let me tell you, this is a society governed by law..."
Xiao Jin was too lazy to waste words. He slung the axe over his shoulder and said coldly, "If you don't dare to come in, then get lost."
Aunt Zhang finally couldn't take it anymore, turned around and ran, cursing as she ran: "Crazy! Psychopath! Just you wait, you must have done something to Gu girl, I'm going to call the police and have you arrested!"
Xiao Jin, standing behind him, narrowed his eyes, then exerted force with his arm and threw the fire axe in his hand.
'Whoosh!'
A sharp gust of wind suddenly swept past Aunt Zhang's ear, and then she caught a glimpse of a dark shadow out of the corner of her eye.
The dark shadow grew larger and larger in the air, and then crashed into the wall next to it with a loud 'boom'. In an instant, countless pieces of stone broke apart, and some even drew blood from Aunt Zhang's skin.
At this moment, all around was deathly silent. Xiao Jin could even clearly hear the breathing sounds of the natives hidden behind the door.
As the massive axe disappeared into the wall, the exposed blade less than a palm's width from her nose, Aunt Zhang opened her mouth beneath her mask, then her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.
"Bang!"
"Thump!"
Xiao Jin glanced sideways at the door of room 1408, feeling rather speechless.
Their breathing was so loud they were practically panting. We can eavesdrop, but could we at least be a little more professional?
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Jin stepped forward slowly.
The moment she moved, countless onlookers behind the door tensed up.
What is she going to do? Is she going to kill the people on the ground?
Murder? No, no, no!
Xiao Jin reached out and pulled, easily yanking out the fire axe embedded in the wall. This thing works really well; I have to get it back.
As for Aunt Zhang lying on the ground, Xiao Jin didn't even glance at her. After returning to her room, she slammed the door shut.
Since then, no one has ever knocked on Xiao Jin's door again.
Aunt Zhang on the ground disappeared at some point. Perhaps her family members came looking for her because she hadn't returned home for a long time.
Anyway, Xiao Jin didn't encounter any police officers coming to her door to demand an explanation.
Little did she know, Aunt Zhang was actually terrified. What kind of kind person would dare to brandish an axe at someone's head! That would be utterly stupid.
Or they're outlaws.
These kinds of people don't care about the police; once you mess with them, you can forget about having any peace and quiet.
Adhering to the principle that it's better to avoid trouble, Aunt Zhang's family was unwilling to make enemies with Xiao Jin, so they simply swallowed this bitter pill.
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For Xiao Jin, the first seven days in this game world were like a vacation.
The outside world's turmoil is irrelevant to her. Every day, besides eating, exercising, sleeping, and watching TV series, she occasionally makes some desserts, reads the news, and observes the changing situation.
But today, she could clearly sense that the atmosphere had changed.
The news on TV started to become blurry, and the signal became intermittent.
The number of patrol personnel on the streets has decreased, and if you listen carefully, the number of infected patients inside the buildings is increasing exponentially, with coughing sounds everywhere.
The most obvious thing is that hospitals are overflowing.
The news report said that patients with mild symptoms who were previously admitted to the hospital will be advised to go home to recuperate, and the hospital will only admit patients with severe symptoms.
That sounds nice, but hospital resources are really limited. The hospital is full of infected patients, and if they are all crammed in here, their symptoms will only get worse.
Although the patient's family was unwilling, as mentioned above, they could not receive treatment here, and everyone around them was sick.
It's painful to look at; I'd rather go home!
Xiao Jin walked to the window and opened it a crack. The fog outside was thicker than it had been a few days ago, and the outlines of everything, from the trees to the cars, were completely obscured.
"Hmm? The fog has changed color." Xiao Jin frowned. "Has it mutated?"
The milky white fog had turned into a murky gray, like clumps of dirty cotton wool, pressing heavily over the entire city.
Xiao Jin muttered to herself, her fingers unconsciously tapping on the window frame: "What could be the difference between the two?"
Without any hesitation, she immediately turned around and checked the room's ventilation system.
The light is still green, indicating that the air quality in the small apartment remains within a safe range.
She carefully checked the airtightness of the doors and windows, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that not a trace of fog had seeped in.
"Never mind that for now. If there's anything unusual, it will come looking for me even if I don't notice it." So Xiao Jin put the matter of the gray fog out of his mind for the time being.
She had a premonition that this calm wouldn't last.
While the electricity and gas were still running, she had to cook the raw ingredients in the space according to the recipe instructions.
Although Xiao Jin's cooking skills are average, she can still easily make simple dishes like braised rice, porridge, fried eggs, and soy milk with the right tools.
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