Chapter 17 Human Hearts Are Dirty
After making the decision, Lan Jin began to plan the location of the trees. Lan Jin first planted a pomegranate tree on the upper right side of the thatched house. Pomegranate symbolizes many children and good fortune. People who love planting trees usually plant a pomegranate tree at home.
Although this idea was great, the soil in the space was not so easy to dig, especially for someone who had never done farm work. Digging a hole to plant a tree was almost like killing her. After all the hard work, not only did the tree grow crooked, but she was also sweating profusely. Lan Jin complained, "Isn't this in space? Why can't I use my mind to plant trees? And why can't I plant this pomegranate tree straight?"
As soon as Lan Jin finished speaking, the pomegranate tree that had been crooked just now straightened up by itself, standing quite upright in the soil, as if it had been growing there for a long time.
Lan Jin was shocked after seeing this, and then overjoyed, "This, does this mean that trees can really be planted in space with the power of thought?"
Lan Jin found a few tea trees she had bought from a pile of trees and placed them where she wanted to plant them. With a thought, the tea trees actually planted in the ground. She said excitedly, "It turns out that I can really plant trees with my mind. This is so convenient."
Lan Jin followed the same method and planted all the remaining trees on the right side of the house using her mind, one row after another. It was just as she planned, and it looked beautiful.
However, planting a tree with one's mind doesn't take much time. Lan Jin emerged from the space in less than an hour, then sighed, "Why is this time so hard to endure?"
But Lan Jin, who had been busy for most of the day, really didn't want to move at this moment, so he lay down on the sofa and browsed his mobile phone leisurely.
But when she opened the group message, she found out that their community had already implemented time-limited water supply starting today.
"Notice, notice, please do not panic. Due to the toxic fog, many departments are unable to work normally. To ensure residents' water supply, water supply is now limited to 7-8 am and 6-7 pm daily. Residents can prepare a day's supply of water at home in advance to avoid water shortages. The date for resuming full-day water supply will be announced separately."
After reading this notice, the group immediately became lively. After all, because of the fear that the water would be contaminated by the poisonous fog, everyone used the water stored in advance. But 6 days have passed, and there is no water left. Now the community’s limited water supply news is telling everyone that the tap water can be used.
As soon as the news came out of the community, the group, which was already restless, instantly exploded. At this moment, it was really a time for competition with mobile phones. Some people sent messages to the group frantically, and she... was so stuck that the phone froze.
Lan Jin was speechless. "My phone costs over 10,000 yuan, it's not that bad, why is it stuck?"
Helplessly, she pressed the power button tightly, and only turned the phone on again after it stopped being hot. Although it was still stuck, it was barely usable.
The limited water supply was like a bomb, disrupting the hearts of the already panicked people. The group still had the same old questions: the water was drinkable, but what should they do if there was no food?
It has been the sixth day since the poisonous fog hit. Not only has the entire J city been shrouded in thick poisonous fog, but for people who don't have much food at home and haven't been out for six days, this is now a matter of life and death.
Another thing is that those who died from the poisonous fog are still in their homes. In this month, with the humidity in this space... I believe it goes without saying that people who live together will not have an easy life.
But to be honest, the other people whose skin was exposed to the poisonous fog but did not suffocate to death are actually living in even greater dire straits.
She had said before that when the poisonous fog comes into contact with the skin, it will cause redness, swelling, ulceration, and unbearable itching, and the human body has no way to heal it on its own. This has led to people in such an environment now, without any drug intervention, the redness and swelling will quickly spread throughout the body, so that the skin all over the body will ulcerate and the body will become inflamed and infected, and eventually die.
She mentioned the word "rapid" when referring to this process that spreads throughout the body. That's right, because the entire process will be completed in just one week.
In other words, within a week from the time the poisonous fog descended until the people above found a solution, he had already died at home.
But these people did not leave quietly, because their festering and itchy skin could not calm them down, nor could they stay in one place. They had no one to turn to for help, and their anxious and angry emotions could only be vented in their community groups.
As for replying... come on, who would reply to such a message when they know that they can't provide any help?
If she were to say, this way of dying is not as quick as being suffocated by the poisonous fog, but most people still want to survive and naturally want to delay it a little longer, just in case there is a chance of being saved.
But there are always some people who can't wait. Among this group of people, half of them can't stand the torture on their skin and directly open the door of their home to inhale the poisonous gas. Then they fall in the corridor, struggle in pain for a while, and then face death calmly.
But the remaining half were different. They held the idea that if I die, you will not be able to survive, and after leaving their own house, they desperately rammed into the door of their neighbor's house.
However, they were a little wrong in their estimation. The poisonous fog had now enveloped the entire J City. The concentration of the poisonous fog was no longer comparable to that of the night when it first arrived. People who inhaled the poisonous fog could not survive for a while and would suffocate to death within a few minutes.
At this time, even though Lan Jin lived on the 32nd floor, he could still hear the banging of doors downstairs and the panicked screams of neighbors from time to time, and then gradually everything quieted down after a few minutes.
As for the follow-up, there will always be someone who will post it in the group, so there is no need to worry about not knowing the follow-up situation.
I have to say that sometimes people's hearts are really dirty.
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At this moment, Lan Jin had completely given up the idea of going out. She was lucky that she didn't meet these people when she went out two days ago, otherwise she might not have been able to think of a solution at once. Besides, she had already got the supplies, so it didn't matter whether she went out or not. So staying at home was the safest choice at this time.
The seventh day finally arrived, filled with crashing sounds in the hallway. Just after lunch, a community worker announced good news on the radio. "Notice, notice, we've received a notification from our superiors that a method to prevent the toxic fog has been found. Staff from all departments will resume their work hours. Relief supplies will be distributed to each community as quickly as possible, and then distributed to every household by community workers. Please be patient."
(End of this chapter)
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