Chapter 11 The Poison Fog Arrives
"Let me help. I'm the only one on my floor. I was just about to come over and help out here when I saw you busying around."
The boy smiled shyly and said, "What a coincidence! I'm the only one living on the 33rd floor, so I came down."
Lan Jin took the scissors from the boy and immediately cut the tape after he tore it off. The two of them worked well together. Seeing that the boy in front of them was indeed very small, she also reminded him, "Have you taped the windows in the elevator passage? Although there is no elevator on our floor, there are windows over there. They need to seal them all around as well."
The boy nodded. "That side has been glued on as well."
While busy, Lan Jin also found out a lot about the boy's background. The boy's name is Huang Jinghe, he is 19 years old this year. He had been admitted to university, but because he didn't like his previous major, he dropped out after studying for half a year and planned to retake the exam. As a senior high school student, he went out early and came back late, which really conflicted with her schedule. He also had no time to make any noise.
As for his parents... although they didn't quite understand his idea, they didn't object.
Huang Jinghe's parents are both soldiers, and they are not serving in the local area. There are no other relatives in the family except him, so this is why he lives alone.
As for moving here—
He was completely attracted by the peculiar house type here. Before his parents had time to object, he bought it with his own money. So, people have all kinds of ideas. There are really people who like this kind of peculiar house. Besides, kids nowadays are really rich.
The window between the two floors wasn't very big, so it didn't take long for the two of them to seal it up. Before leaving, Lan Jin asked with concern, "Do you have any food at home? This toxic fog couldn't have come at a worse time. The community is in such a state of chaos, it probably won't dissipate for a day or two."
"Yes, as a senior in high school, time is of the essence. I've got plenty of instant noodles at home, enough to last me for several months." The boy paused, then asked, "Has your family prepared any food? If you don't mind..."
"No, no, I still have some food at home, so we won't starve for the time being. But I don't know how long it will take for this fog to dissipate, so we should save the food at home and don't give it to others carelessly. If possible, store more water at home."
After saying that, Lan Jin hurried home. There was a child and a dog waiting for her at home, and she was really worried about them being away for so long.
But as to why she was so concerned about the boy, it was simply because she felt that the child was too young. He lived here alone and encountered this situation. What if someone pretended to be pitiful and cheated all his instant noodles? Of course, there was no need to worry too much, because after a week, the people above would find a way to walk in the poisonous fog and distribute supplies to the residents, so it was impossible for him to starve to death. Come to think of it, she was really worrying about nothing.
Lan Jin was in a relaxed mood, but Huang Jinghe became serious when he returned home. Looking at the piles of instant noodles at home, he couldn't help but think about what Lan Jin had just said, to save water. Yes, what's the use of instant noodles? People can't live without water. Although he still has dozens of boxes of drinks at home, he can't just drink drinks.
Huang Jingci came to the balcony and took the empty bottles that had been piled in the corner back into the house. Speaking of these empty bottles, they were actually the empty bottles he had saved from drinking beverages. It was true that he was rich, but he was frugal. What's more, the empty bottles could be sold for money, so he naturally couldn't just throw them away. Who knew that he had saved dozens of them, and they were all large bottles.
After bringing the empty beverage bottles back into the house, Huang Jinghe immediately locked the door again. After making sure that all the gaps were sealed, he began to fill the bottles with water.
The faucet in his house is equipped with a water purification device, which has triple purification and hot water functions. He installed this purifier mainly because he was too lazy. The faucet produces hot water, so he doesn't need to boil water when making instant noodles. He didn't think it was that good before, but now he finds it very practical.
He first filled all the utensils and empty plastic bottles in the house with cold water, and then found an insulated bottle and filled it with hot water. There was no need to worry about keeping it for a long time, he could just fill it with water while using it. In this way, everything would be up to date, and he had so many drinks... anyway, there was enough for him to drink.
After a busy period, the doors and windows of most residents have been sealed. As for the other small number of people, no one can persuade them or take care of them, so they can only bear the consequences themselves.
In the night, the poisonous fog quietly descended. Those who did not seal the doors and windows have already suffered from the poisonous fog. At this time, the staff are still tirelessly reminding the residents of the seriousness of the poisonous fog.
"Please take the dangers of toxic fog seriously. During the toxic fog period, personnel from various departments will not be able to provide support. If there are any consequences, everyone will have to bear the consequences on their own. Therefore, please be sure to close doors and windows and seal gaps. Residents, please take this seriously and check again and again. If there are any accidents during this period, no one will be able to come to rescue."
In other words, even if you are about to die, you can only wait to die at home. However, no matter how earnestly the community workers send messages in the group and play them on the radio, when the poisonous fog really comes, they can still receive distress messages from residents of each household.
"Is anyone from the community here? My dad's doors and windows are closed, and the gaps are sealed, but now his skin is red, swollen, and hot, and he's in pain all over. His face is ashen, as if his throat is being strangled and he's suffocating."
Community workers said, "The poisonous fog has arrived. You are infected by it. Are the doors and windows not sealed properly? Please reinforce them. Otherwise, your situation will only get worse after the poisonous fog covers J City."
The community staff tagged everyone in the group and said, "Please reinforce the gaps in your doors and windows again. Make sure to seal them up. Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous."
Looking at the messages in the group, everyone had no time to reply and hurriedly reinforced the gaps in the doors and windows several times, but what about those who had already shown symptoms?
"What should I do with my dad now? He can't breathe properly and seems to be dying. Please save my dad."
However, no community staff needed to answer. Message after message came back in unison: "Community staff have already said that coming out at this time will mean death. Who can come out to rescue us?"
"That's right. Maybe people were killed by the toxic fog before they even left their homes. It's normal that there was no rescue, but this toxic fog is too scary. It's only been a short time. What are the community workers saying? The toxic fog hasn't even officially arrived yet. How terrifying would it be if it did arrive?"
"Hey, I saw on the app that many other cities have been shrouded in toxic fog, and many people are suffocating. This is too scary. If you have tape at home, please quickly reinforce a few more houses."
"But my dad is about to suffocate now, 55555, is there anyone who can save my dad?"
"Who's going to save us? We can't even get out. Besides, is there any medicine to cure the poisonous fog?"
No, if the suffocation is caused by inhaling the poisonous fog, there is absolutely no medicine that can cure it. But if it is just the skin that comes into contact with the poisonous fog, it can still be treated in the later stage. But that is in the later stage, when the poisonous fog has just arrived, so there is no medicine that can cure it.
Everyone in the group was busy reinforcing the gaps. Finally, after a while, someone replied, "Don't ask for help upstairs. Who's going to come to the rescue at this time? My mom refuses to believe this either. I sealed every corner of the house tightly, but she tore off the glue in her room in the middle of the night and insisted that nothing was wrong. She's lying in bed in excruciating pain right now."
(End of this chapter)
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