Daily life at home in the end of the world
The fragrance is like a passing phantom, fluttering past the tip of the nose, and then its trace can no longer be found.
With the soles of his shoes stepping on the sandy soil, Jiang Miao slowly walked to the corner of the wall, then quickly climbed over the wall and got into the van. He sat in the driver's seat, breathing silently to calm his heartbeat.
It would be too terrifying if this person followed her to the manor.
When Doomsday came back, her vigilance and anti-reconnaissance capabilities were already at their highest level.
Just like that, apart from a fragrance she had never smelled before, no other trace was found.
What kind of people can have such abilities in peacetime? Special police forces, or international mercenaries?
Jiang Miao didn't know.
She looked around vigilantly and drove away, making a long detour, and parked the van in a small alley two kilometers outside the Lanwan community, then walked home.
To be on the safe side, Jiang Miao piled the construction waste collected from the large balcony at the safe passage, and then installed an electric grid at the back and placed a small battery to provide it with 24-hour power supply.
For the next ten days, Jiang Miao decided not to go out. He changed his schedule and made more food and stored it in the space while the relevant departments still had electricity.
Although it is very hot now, people can still go out in the early morning, evening and late night to find some food and stock up some supplies. It will be more difficult to collect supplies when floods and severe cold weather come, and the darkness in the hearts of unrestrained people will become more rampant.
After taking a shower, Jiang Miao used a soy milk maker to make a cup of soy milk, drank it whole, and went back to the bedroom to adjust his biological clock.
The power supply to the apartment building will be cut off at six o'clock today.
It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when Jiang Miao woke up. He was awakened by the high temperature. He was sweating all over, as if he had just been fished out of the water. The mat was stained with sweat, so he had to change it.
As usual, she went to the top floor to record the temperature and looked at the number on the electronic thermometer - 54.4℃.
Jiang Miao's delicate eyebrows immediately frowned. The temperature in this life was rising so fast! I'm afraid that in September, the highest temperature in my previous life will be reached! It may even be more than 76.8℃!
Afterwards, she took out the solar panels on the balcony and installed them, took a shower and changed her clothes with a worried look on her face, and changed the training location from the living room to the bedroom.
Then she closed the heat-insulating curtains and filled the air-conditioning fan with ice cubes. The cool wind and the cooling of the air conditioner made her feel a little more comfortable.
The smaller the space, the cooler it is and the more energy efficient it is.
Daily training begins.
Jogging improves basic physical fitness and endurance lung capacity. Strength training such as dumbbells, kettlebells, and elastic bands can improve muscle explosiveness and rapid force response. With the temperature accelerating so quickly, the world will decay faster.
Now that the temperature is rising, not only Ancheng, but many other cities have to limit electricity daily due to the high temperature to prevent circuit burnout and fire.
Lanwan Community is an upscale community, and most of the residents there are highly intelligent intellectuals. They have many more connections and sources of information than ordinary people. As soon as the hail stopped, everyone here rushed out to buy supplies. They were not limited to food, but bought everything they could!
Maybe in a few days, money will be worthless.
Like other cities, the prices in Ancheng have gradually soared. The price of rice has soared to 81 kilograms, and cooking oil is 500 yuan a barrel. Vegetables and meat have rotted and smelled due to damaged circuits in some supermarkets under high temperatures, and less and less of them are edible. As supply in the market is less than demand, prices naturally rise. Every night, countless people go out and empty their wallets just to buy a bag of rice and cabbage. Even the intervention of the Market Supervision Bureau is of no avail.
People in the new district are much better off than those in other districts of the city. Thanks to the supermarket that sells at cost price, every household has stocked up on goods. They were originally worried that they would waste money because of the hot weather, but now they are glad from the bottom of their hearts that they did not save money. Those who failed to buy goods are naturally beating their chests and stamping their feet. After the hail, some people came to the supermarket to check the situation, but it turned out that there was nothing inside except empty shelves.
After the sword practice, the power was restored at nine o'clock. Jiang Miao turned on the central air-conditioning and took a shower, then slowly walked into the kitchen. He was not going out today, so he might as well make a hot pot.
The hot and boiling beef oil was bubbling in the electric cooker, and the classic rice-eating dish "Wulin Wai Zhuan" was projected onto the screen. Jiang Miao took out the fat beef, shrimp balls, tripe and other frozen fresh goods. The spicy and fragrant smell immediately hit his nose, making people salivate, but the smell was a bit strong.
After thinking about it, Jiang Miao took out the air purifier and placed it next to him while working, so that he wouldn't have to worry about the hot pot smell seeping out of the window and drifting to the neighbor's house downstairs.
While happily watching TV series, Jiang Miao picked out a cup of strawberry cloud milk mochi to go with the hot pot, and drank it in a sip of iced milk tea. It was really worth it to live like this.
After dinner, Jiang Miao had time to sort out the supplies he had collected yesterday, and then divided the tobacco, alcohol and tea into three grades based on high, medium and low prices, to make it easier for him to find people at the base later.
As for the time capsule, the original set time was twenty years. Jiang Miao decided to still follow the agreement with his parents and open it ten years later.
I hope that in ten years, the apocalypse will be over.
After everything was done, she recharged the mobile power bank that had been used during the day and continued to show off her skills in the kitchen.
Roasted pork belly, baked egg tarts, grilled sausages, semi-finished French fries, chicken nuggets and chicken fillets in the air fryer, and a full pot of refined rice, multi-grain rice, preserved eggs and lean porridge in the rice cooker.
The stove over there was also not empty, the braised pork, golden soup beef, and steamed sea bass were about to be served.
As a rich girl who has never touched fine dining, her cooking skills are not that good to be honest, so she tries to avoid cooking methods like stir-frying, which requires controlling the heat and knife skills. For other cooking methods such as braising and steaming, she only needs to control the proportion of ingredients and seasonings and cooking time according to the recipe, and the result will be pretty much the same.
The range hood and air purifier were working in the kitchen at the same time, but the overly strong smell of meat still escaped the pursuit of the two and floated outside the house.
Yan Jiaqing on the eleventh floor drooled at the smell of the meat. He sat by the window with a white flour bun, smelling and eating it, but he still felt uncomfortable until he got the meat into his mouth. He felt so uncomfortable without any fat in his stomach!
There is no other way. I have to let Dad go out and get something today. It’s okay for him to eat steamed buns with pickles every day, but his grandmother can’t stand it!
Nowadays, the world is becoming more and more chaotic. His father went to a designated supermarket to buy five kilograms of rice yesterday, but was snatched away by a ghost fire motorcycle as soon as he came out. No one could catch up with him. Without an online traffic control system, the police would be unable to handle the case even if they came.
Moreover, this kind of thing happened more than once or twice. Too many people robbed others because they were robbed. Yan Jiaqing had no choice but to put on a mask late at night and follow the example of those street thugs to find some food in street shops.
Nowadays, moral laws cannot be eaten as meat, just like his meat-eating neighbor, the meat was definitely not bought in the supermarket in an honest way.
After a busy night, Jiang Miaoka made himself some quick meals before the power outage, including snail noodles with fried eggs and soda water. After eating and drinking, he handed the dirty dishes to the dishwasher and went to bed. He got up at three o'clock in the afternoon to continue jogging, training and sword practicing.
Ten fulfilling and regular days passed quickly.
After intensive and powerful training, Jiang Miao's endurance and explosive power have improved a lot, and his swordsmanship has also reached a certain level. The space is filled with thousands of pots and pans, leaving only a complete set of bowls and chopsticks for daily needs.
During these ten days, Jiang Miao went to the rooftop every day to record the temperature. As of today, July 19, the temperature has reached 58 degrees Celsius.
The high temperature and fever paralyzed the whole world, and the United States started a gunfight. The Ancheng municipal department tried its best to maintain social order, but when the guns were pointed at those citizens who were originally law-abiding but had to rob and just wanted to survive, the police couldn't pull the trigger.
The power supply in Lanwan Community was adjusted from 9 pm to 3 am, which was shortened again.
The good news is that her night owl biological clock has been fully adjusted. She is now active at night and stays asleep during the day, a professional night walker.
Based on the current temperature and the experience of his previous life, Jiang Miao deduced that many unnecessary municipal institutions should have stopped supplying electricity. For example, at the beginning, they were still holding funerals, but now the number of deaths has increased, so they might as well skip this step and take people directly to the crematorium or funeral home.
Jiang Miao drove a low-key van smoothly to the funeral home and observed the surrounding situation more carefully.
The last time, the strange fragrance made her nervous for a long time, but fortunately she stayed at home and nothing unusual happened.
She guessed that maybe the expert chose the same day as her to come to the house just because the Jiang family's old house was so big, hoping to get some valuable things out of it. However, he didn't expect that the house looked very big but was actually empty inside, and some rooms didn't even have furniture.
After getting off the van, Jiang Miao found the funeral home empty at night with no lights or electricity. He was careful not to take out a high-powered flashlight, but instead used the flashlight on his cellphone to illuminate the road beneath his feet.
Silent and eerie, even in the end times, places like funeral homes are still sparsely populated.
Jiang Miao quickly found his parents' grave, knelt down and kowtowed three times before standing up and using tools to pry open the marble on the grave, revealing the urns nestled tightly together.
In the previous life, the funeral home was enclosed by the municipal department as a base for the construction of new housing due to the high mountains and good terrain. Some of the tens of thousands of urns in the cemetery had been damaged by the earthquake, and those that were well preserved were placed outside. If family members claimed them, they would be taken away, and those that no one claimed would be dealt with collectively.
Jiang Miao had never entered the base in his previous life, so he didn't know what happened to his parents' ashes. His second uncle and eldest aunt, those heartless people, would definitely not come to claim his eldest brother and sister-in-law's ashes, so Jiang Miao had put this matter on his schedule early on, and waited until the funeral home closed before quietly coming to take his parents' urns away.
After wiping them carefully, the ceramic boxes became shiny again. Jiang Miao reverently placed them in the space, on the bed that remained the same as his parents' bedroom.
The urn is surrounded by the good wine that Dad likes and the perfume that Mom loves. May they be safe and sound in the other world.
Thousands of graves looked eerie and dark under the moonlight. Although the temperature was over 40 degrees Celsius at night, Jiang Miao still felt a chill running down his spine to the back of his head.
This is the suppression of the Chinese people's blood by ghost and metaphysics. Are there really people in this world who are not afraid of ghosts?
Jiang Miao zipped up her sportswear and strode out of the funeral home. It was not until she got into her own car that the chill that had been following her like a shadow eased a little. She slowed her heartbeat, started the van, and slowly drove towards the commercial district.
Money today is as expensive as the Zimbabwean dollar and less expensive than toilet paper. Zero dollar purchases and bartering have become a necessity for people’s survival.
Jiang Miao has already stockpiled enough food and vegetables, which she cannot finish eating in several lifetimes, so there is no need to compete with ordinary people for resources.
Her goal has already been survival resources such as bulletproof vests, gas masks, and special suits to protect against radiation and acid rain. Now that she has the chance, of course she has to try her luck.
So when most people were fighting for their chance to survive in street shops, Jiang Miao did the opposite and drove a van to the commercial park.
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