Autumn, the second year after the natural disaster.
The temperature has dropped to minus sixty degrees Celsius.
The temperature did not drop suddenly, so even though it dropped to minus 60 degrees Celsius, many people still developed resistance to the cold.
After measuring the temperature today, Xin Ruoyao put away the thermometer and said, "Today's temperature is minus 61 degrees Celsius. Let's put away the generator and adjust to the temperature outside."
After twelve years of hard work, Xin Ruoyao has long discovered that there is no place that is absolutely safe, so they must constantly improve their physical fitness and adapt their bodies to this damn natural disaster doomsday while ensuring their safety.
An Jingzhi reminded everyone to take warming measures first, turn off the generator, and open the windows. The indoor temperature of several degrees above zero suddenly froze into ice.
Tang Dan was shivering from the cold and paced around. "When will this awful weather ever end? It's getting colder and colder."
Xin Fenlan couldn't help but stamp his feet. "We have such a hard time running the engine every day. How can others survive with intermittent electricity?"
In fact, without An Jingzhi's explanation, they probably knew that at least half of the population died in this severe temperature drop.
It’s good that the north has unique warming measures, especially the south.
"mom!"
"Mom, wake up, open your eyes!"
Suddenly, a shrill howl was heard from downstairs.
The family looked at each other and probably guessed something.
"Grandma Fang is gone." Xin Ruoyao felt powerless.
Even if she tried so hard, could she not save this life?
It's like even if she lives again, she still can't escape the fate of death, right?
Any technological means seem ridiculous and powerless in the face of natural disasters.
An Jingzhi put his arm around her shoulders and said, "You've done your best. Grandma Fang is already old."
"The natural disaster in my dream is just the beginning. Maybe it's a good thing for her to leave now, so she won't have to suffer in the future."
Seeing the two young people hugging each other, Old Man An coughed and said, "Why don't we go downstairs and see them off? After all, we are neighbors who get along well."
Letting go of An Jingzhi's embrace, Xin Ruoyao pursed her lips into a straight line and nodded in agreement.
The whole family wrapped themselves in three layers of clothes, including plastic wrap, before going out.
The atmosphere in Grandpa Dao's home was gloomy, and a group of people knelt in front of Grandma Fang's bed and cried.
Grandma Fang's whole body was stiff.
No wonder they didn’t come up to ask for emergency help from her, Xin Ruoyao immediately understood.
An Jingzhi walked up to Dao Qingmin, put his hand on his shoulder and patted him.
"I am sorry for your loss."
Dao Qingmin smiled bitterly, "I knew my grandma couldn't make it, so it's better for her to go and suffer less. What the hell does God want to do!" His eyes were full of anger and helplessness.
Old Master Dao stood up and arranged for them to sit down. His straight spine had bent down, and he looked more than ten years older. He coughed from time to time and said, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."
Xin Ruoyao frowned as she looked at his condition. "Have you gone out to look for supplies again? Your body is not fit to go out right now, otherwise your condition will only get worse."
Old Master Dao waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "There are only a few of us at home. If one person goes out, there will be one less bite to eat. We have to go out."
"I tried to persuade the old man, but it didn't work." Dao Qingmin only hated himself for being incompetent.
An Jingzhi and the others also knew that someone from Grandpa Dao's family had to go out every day to break the thick ice and catch fish.
By the way, I tried to pick up anything that could be used as fuel. The charcoal was getting less and less, and it was getting harder and harder to dig. Most of the charcoal exposed on the surface had been dug out.
Old Master Dao glanced at Grandma Fang deeply and said, "I'll bury your grandma later."
"We can help too. I have the tools at home."
"Xiao An, I appreciate your kindness, but I don't need it anymore."
"I want to bury his grandmother in the cemetery. She suffered with me when she was alive. I can't bear to see her being eaten by the fish and shrimps below after her death." The old man's voice was a little choked.
"It's more than ten kilometers from here to the cemetery."
"It's okay. I'll trade the food for the sled dogs."
Old Man An hesitated for a moment and said, "But along the way, hail and icicles will occasionally fall from the sky."
"It's okay, I can take the old lady there by myself."
Dao Qingmin immediately retorted: "Grandpa, what are you talking about? How can I let you go out alone?"
In the end, Mr. Dao ignored the opposition and carried a pound of flour to exchange for a sled pulled by three dogs, and took him and Grandma Fang to the cemetery.
The dog was not a real sled dog. It was a pet dog raised by someone. After it was frozen outside, someone made a wooden board and let the dog pull it so that they could go to farther places to find supplies.
Even soil is a precious commodity at this stage.
The soil can be used to grow vegetables and food.
Planting potatoes and sweet potatoes may be a little difficult, but planting vegetables is very simple.
Perhaps everyone has gradually adapted to this harsh environment and has started some small-scale transactions, including vegetables and medicines.
After watching Mr. Dao leave, the family returned home, closed the windows, and restarted the generator.
Half an hour later, the temperature in the room finally returned to above zero.
This generator has been modified by An Jingzhi and is very fuel-efficient, otherwise it might not have lasted until now.
No one was in the mood to eat dinner, so Xin Ruoyao took out the dumplings she had wrapped earlier from the space and gave each person a plate. After eating, everyone took a rest and then started exercising.
Half a month later.
Putting away the thermometer, Xin Ruoyao said thoughtfully, "The temperature today is minus fifty-five degrees Celsius, and it seems to be slowly rising."
"Is the next natural disaster about to begin?"
An Jingzhi was actually not quite sure. The order of the natural disasters was random, and even with the original owner's memories, it could no longer be used as a reference.
"It should be. We need to prepare in advance."
Xin Ruoyao thought for a moment and said, "All the supplies are in my space, but if we get separated, you will be left with nothing."
An Jingzhi said, "You mean to put some emergency supplies on everyone, right?"
Xin Ruoyao nodded.
No one can guess when the next natural disaster will come and what it will be. They must be prepared to deal with the possibility of disaster at any time and be prepared for the possibility of separation.
"I placed wireless communicators in the space. In addition to the food communicators, everyone has one, so we can contact everyone within a certain distance." An Jingzhi said.
The two of them chatted back and forth and began to distribute personal emergency supplies, including food, drink, shelter, medicine, clothes, weapons, and communicators, to ensure that everyone could survive on their own for a period of time after leaving the team.
After this sorting, everyone had a big backpack.
In the two years since the natural disaster, no one has given up exercising, so although this weight looks heavy, everyone can actually accept it.
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