Ordinary acid rain has no smell, but the acid index of the natural disaster is too high, which has caused the death of survivors or corrosion of other materials, and the air is filled with unpleasant smells.

Jiang Ning disinfected the house and then turned on the air purifier.

Unable to go out, she sorted out and digested the knowledge she had learned during this period, and did not forget to tutor the brother and sister in medical knowledge.

The dog did not understand, but it may have regarded itself as a human being. It squatted next to it stubbornly and was unwilling to leave even if it was drowsy.

One was responsible for knowledge training and the other was responsible for physical training. For them who had survived the apocalypse for seven or eight years, life was not difficult. The guy

next door was so idle that he kept picking up the intercom, "Brother Huo, sister-in-law, are you short of one?"

Jiang Ning readily agreed, "Okay, if you can come over."

The acid rain had been falling for several days, and it didn't clear up.

Who knew that Qin Chuan would actually come over, wearing the same brand of protective clothing as his own.

Uh, he is worthy of being the king of plagiarism in the universe.

Not only the Qin family father and son, but also the third young master Rong came over, "Sister, can I have dinner?"

This is even more amazing. Not only does he have the most advanced protective clothing, but he even has a dog. It's obviously a high-end custom-made one.

Ah Ben walked strangely in the protective clothing, but he was still willing to come to see his eldest brother in the acid rain.

The two were playing downstairs, while Doudou and Qin Mu were boxing on the rooftop. Mahjong

is addictive. He played until he was dizzy and didn't even have the mood to cook.

Jiang Ning perfunctorily said, "I have expired instant noodles, do you want to eat them?"

Young Master Rong no longer pursued anything, "As long as it doesn't kill people."

"You'll know whether it will kill you or not after you eat it."

No lie, it was really expired, it was taken out of the space and placed in the villa a year ago.

There was no seasoning packet, and some technology and hard work were put into the pot, and some dried mushrooms, black fungus, beef tendon balls, fried eggs, etc. were added, and everyone had a big bowl full.

Young Master Rong never eats low-end junk food, but now he feels like eating delicious food and wants to swallow his tongue. "Sister, I have to follow you to have delicious food."

Jiang Ning glanced at him, "Your family has a farm, it's not difficult to make homemade instant noodles and seasonings."

It's true that the Rong family has a farm, and they also want to build a glass shed, but who knew that the acid rain would come so fiercely, and the soil would be polluted sooner or later.

This damn day, it's simply not giving people a way to survive.

Several people discussed while eating, wondering when the acid rain would stop.

Jiang Ning shook his head, "Who knows, it feels like it has IQ, and it specializes in killing people."

Living in a disaster, if you don't have a little awe, you will definitely die the fastest.

If it was acid rain when it first started, perhaps not so many people would have died. But it forced them to let down their guard and suddenly poured down.

Young Master Rong didn't even let go of the last mouthful of instant noodle soup, "Who said it wasn't? You're playing a trick on us."

Just as he was about to continue playing mahjong, sunlight suddenly shone in from the window.

The acid rain stopped, and the sun came out.

The rainbow after the rain was particularly gorgeous and bright, as beautiful as a fairy tale world, revealing the temptation of the mind of the pig, making people intoxicated.

"The sun is out!"

On the roof of the villa, someone suddenly cheered.

Not just one person, but people rushed to the roof one after another and jumped happily.

Young Master Rong was not happy. He picked up the intercom and started to curse, "Are all your brains made of butts? The last lesson was not enough. Your brains have been eaten by dogs! Believe it or not, there will be another wave of acid rain soon to melt all your bones."

"Woof!"

Ah Ben protested. He didn't want such a stupid brain.

Since he took over the position of chairman of the industry committee, Young Master Rong's temper has become more and more violent, and he can curse at anyone.

Those who were so excited that they lost their minds might not accept it in their hearts, but no one dared to refute him openly.

Soon, they calmed down and went downstairs obediently.

In less than half an hour, the acid rain swept in again, a torrential rain.

Jiang Ning was slightly surprised. The second generation of slippers has grown up.

If he didn't stop it in time, he would probably be sent away by acid rain again.

The community was spared, but as for the outside world... it's hard to persuade the damned ghosts with kind words.

The authorities had warned long ago that acid rain might recur, and even if the weather was fine, don't rush to go out, just wait for news from the relevant departments.

Unfortunately, people are born with a rebellious mentality.

Acid rain continued from time to time, and the community soon faced a new problem - water shortage.

Even if they used it sparingly, the water was still consumed quickly. Even if it was not used up, it would go bad. Even if it was boiled before drinking, the intestines would still be unobstructed.

After many years of natural disasters, there were no water purification tablets, and it was impossible to store water for a long time.

Many people began to borrow water on the community channel.

Water is life, who would give up water? Even if you have it in your hands, you can only remain silent at this time. The water source has been polluted, and there is a limit to helping others. Who would give up their own life?

No one said anything, and the thick-skinned ones could only call out names one by one.

In the end, everyone pretended to be dead and offline.

Jiang Ning also pretended to be dead.

Fortunately, the official soon came up with a plan. There will be a water collection point at the Municipal Square from the day after tomorrow, and residents in need can collect water.

Everyone cheered, but soon became worried again, how to get the water back?

There was a heated discussion in the channel, and Jiang Ning, who was sleeping wrapped in a quilt, had no idea, and then someone was destined to make things difficult for her.

Rong Sanshao came to the door and even took Qin Chuan, "Sister, brother-in-law, can I borrow your protective clothing?"

Jiang Ning was surprised, "You still lack protective clothing?"

The landlord's family didn't have any surplus food, and even if there was, they couldn't let Rong Sanshao squander it. Old Master Rong only promised to give 2 sets.

If the water source problem is not solved, people in the community will die of thirst sooner or later.

Rong Sanshao has his own plan. The government distributes two 100-liter polyethylene plastic barrels per community to prevent acid rain.

"Sister, your family can lend out the protective clothing, and other owners will take turns to carry water back."

After wearing protective clothing, you don't have to go to work. Jiang Ning thought about it for a while and agreed, "I only have two sets of protective clothing at home, and I can only lend one."

There is still room, but it has been so many years since the end of the world, how can you show off your wealth easily.

Rong Sanshao had no objection. Buildings 49 and 50 each provided one set, plus the two sets of the Rong family. Four people were sent out every day to get water, three trips a day, and each family could use it sparingly to avoid dying of thirst.

It was decided happily.

The owners who learned the news were very happy and followed Rong Sanshao's arrangements.

However, they soon suffered a lot. The protective clothing was extremely heavy, and 1 liter of water weighed 2 kilograms. Two people carried 200 kilograms of water back, and they were so tired that they almost cried. They

stumbled all the way. Fortunately, the plastic buckets issued by the government had lids, otherwise they would have spilled all the water halfway.

After returning, we have to distribute water door to door. Not only are we exhausted, but our shoulders are bruised and swollen.

But even so, survival is still an instinct, and no one is willing to give up easily.

And all the owners take turns to come, and it takes several days to get a turn.

Alas, it is worth a thousand gold. If I had known earlier, I could have just laid down at home and waited for others to deliver water to my door.