Chapter 10 010 Homeowners Group
The drizzle outside the window continues incessantly; I wonder when it will stop.
Chi Yingdong stood by the window for a long time, then let out a long sigh.
If there were no zombies, on a drizzly day like this, there would be plenty of poor working people rushing to their jobs.
Sitting on the sofa, Chi Yingdong leaned against the armrest and waved to the kitten.
Chi Yingdong called out, "Come here."
Meng Qinghe turned his head in response, his gaze lingering on Chi Yingdong's face for a moment before he jumped onto the sofa.
Leaning against Chi Yingdong's thigh, Meng Qinghe lay on his back, comfortably in a Ge You-style reclining position.
Meng Qinghe thought that the matter of her being able to understand human speech was now a thing of the past.
A person and a cat were comfortably nestled on the sofa.
Before long, Meng Qinghe started to space out out of boredom, staring blankly at the ceiling and occasionally waving his little paws.
Noticing the kitten's boredom, Chi Yingdong thought for a moment and took out a tablet from his spatial storage.
After unlocking the tablet, he handed it to Chi Mengqinghe, saying, "Go play with it."
Upon seeing that it was a tablet, Meng Qinghe's eyes lit up instantly.
Having not used electronic products for so long, the sudden availability of something to play with made the small tablet seem like a rare treasure to her.
Meng Qinghe switched between various apps, finally stopping at the Happy Match page to play the mini-game.
Seeing the kitten playing so enthusiastically, Chi Yingdong took out his phone, browsed Weibo for a while to get the latest updates, and then switched to WeChat.
When people have more free time, they are more likely to notice things they hadn't paid attention to before.
Chi Yingdong's gaze fell on the owners' group chat, recalling when he had joined the group.
She was among the first residents of the community and joined the group a long time ago.
Later, as more people moved into the community, new people joined the group every day, and the group was bombarded with messages, which annoyed her, so she set the message to "Do Not Disturb".
Looking at the red dot in the upper right corner of the group chat, Chi Yingdong opened the group chat.
Now that zombies are roaming outside, everyone keeps their doors tightly shut, seeking a sense of security indoors.
The residents' group chat was more lively than ever before, with messages flooding in one after another, all discussing the apocalypse.
Chi Yingdong suddenly realized that this group wasn't entirely useless.
I'm glad I didn't leave the group back then; now I can use it to learn about the current situation of other residents.
Chi Yingdong scrolled through the chat history until the early hours of the morning, carefully reviewing the first message from that hour to pass the time.
The first message about the apocalypse in the group was posted by a male homeowner whose nickname was "Building 3, Apartment 802".
"Is there anyone who can save me?"
"I tried calling the police and the ambulance, but I couldn't get through."
"My wife has turned into a monster and is now banging on my bedroom door."
Several messages in a row conveyed his fear through his words.
Perhaps fearing that others in the group wouldn't believe it, 802 in Building 3 immediately sent a voice message.
Chi Yingdong turned on the voice chat, and the banging of the door and the zombies' irritable screams rang in her ears.
The last voice message was a man's desperate and terrified cry: "Help me."
The first to reply was his neighbor, 803, in Building 3.
The owner of apartment 803 in building 3 owns a Shiba Inu. The Shiba Inu had already gone to sleep with its owner, but it was disturbed by the noise from apartment 802 and started barking.
No matter what he did, he couldn't calm the puppy down. After being woken up, he angrily sent a voice message in the group chat, yelling and cursing.
"What's wrong with your family?! My dog is scared to death! There's a time and place for arguing. Are you an Alpha or an Omega? You're such an Omega. Tell your wife to be quiet. Can't a man get any sleep at night?"
Seeing that someone had replied to him, even if the other person's attitude was bad, 802 in Building 3 didn't get angry.
He said earnestly, "I really didn't lie, her eyes are all white. Can you please save me?"
When 802 insisted there was a monster, the leader of group 803 cursed in the group chat and said through gritted teeth, "I'm going there right now. If you lie to me, you're finished."
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Other homeowners learned from the news that an apocalypse had broken out, and that some people might turn into monsters.
He forwarded the news to the group, which brought out a group of lurkers. A group of people tagged 802 and 803 in the group, asking if they were still alive.
In stark contrast to these concerns and worries, there was a statement from apartment 503 in building 4.
A resident of apartment 503 in building 4 posted a video in the group chat. The video showed boxes of self-heating hot pots neatly arranged.
Although the person in apartment 503 of building 4 didn't show their face in the video, their tone was full of pride: "Luckily, I have a habit of stockpiling food. I have twenty boxes of self-heating hot pots at home, which can last for half a year. After half a year, the country will definitely have cleaned up these monsters."
After the video was posted by resident 503 of building 4, other residents followed suit and posted pictures of their homes' supplies, starting a competition.
The resident of Building 6, Apartment 901, posted a video of their family's storage room. "My mom is getting old and retired, but she can't stay idle. Yesterday morning, she went to the supermarket and grabbed two baskets of eggs. She also took advantage of a supermarket promotion and bought three large bags of rice, enough for our family to eat for a long time."
Apartment 405 in Building 2 followed suit, saying, "My family grows cabbages on the balcony. They will ripen gradually in the next few days. We will make them into pickles and eat them for a long time."
Looking at these chat messages, Chi Yingdong found the group's competitive behavior utterly ridiculous.
If it were still peacetime, it wouldn't matter what we say, since these foods aren't worth much money and nobody would covet them.
But we are now in the apocalypse, and food will only become more and more precious.
Those whose family locations have been exposed can still have a few days of peace. Chi Yingdong was a little curious and decided to lurk in the group every day.
"Meow!"
Meng Qinghe's sudden noise interrupted Chi Yingdong's train of thought.
Chi Yingdong tilted his head to see what the kitten was doing, but when he turned his head, he could only see the kitten's fluffy back of its head. So he tilted his head slightly so that he could see the tablet.
The screen displays a results page for a perfect level completion. The cat lightly touches the page with its paw, and it transforms into a generous game reward page, one of which is 30 minutes of unlimited stamina.
Chi Yingdong noticed that the kitten's paws were much more agile than before, and its chubby paws slid precisely and quickly across the small animal.
Turning his gaze away, Chi Yingdong quickly scrolled through the group chat history, reading ten lines at a glance.
The conversations in the group are all pretty much the same: complaints, fear, and cries for help.
However, 802 and 803 never appeared in the group again, and the other owners in the group were also distracted by other things and did not think of them.
Chi Yingdong's eyes darkened slightly, and he exited WeChat.
Listening to the sound of rain outside, Chi Yingdong, who was originally too lazy to go out, thought that the rain would get heavier and heavier and would not stop for a month.
In the end, we decided to take advantage of the current light rain to collect all the supplies from the places we had scouted beforehand. We would feel most at ease storing the supplies in our storage space.
Chi Yingdong poked the kitten's round little bottom. "Stop playing. We need to go out again."
"Meow!!"
The kitten refused, shaking its head like a rattle-drum.
Chi Yingdong, with a stern face, disagreed with the kitten's refusal, "Refusal is invalid. If you don't come out with me, I'll confiscate your tablet."
Meng Qinghe hadn't used a mobile phone or tablet in ages, and she was really enjoying it when Chi Yingdong's words hit her where it hurt.
The kitten glanced at the tablet, then at Chi Yingdong, preparing to make a final stand.
Meng Qinghe looked at Chi Yingdong with pitiful eyes, her forelegs gesturing in front of her chest as if begging, and she also shook her hand.
Chi Yingdong held her forehead; she was truly exasperated.
Chi Yingdong said helplessly, "Can't you have any bottom line?!"
The answer is, of course, no.
With the body of a kitten, Meng Qinghe didn't expect to become human in the future; he had completely let himself go.
Meng Qinghe looked at Chi Yingdong with an innocent expression, her eyes filled with tears, silently accusing Chi Yingdong of talking about her.
Although he knew the kitten was faking it, Chi Yingdong still softened and compromised, saying, "Fine, if you don't want to go, then stay home obediently."
Meng Qinghe nodded her little head obediently, "Meow!"
Watching Chi Yingdong turn around to change clothes, Meng Qinghe hugged the tablet tightly. What could be happier than playing on the tablet at home on a rainy day?
When Chi Yingdong came out after changing her clothes, she saw that heartless girl sticking her little butt out, playing on her tablet with great effort, not giving her a single glance, and deliberately making noise.
Seeing that the kitten still didn't turn its head, Chi Yingdong reminded it, "I'm going out."
Meng Qinghe turned her head and meowed softly, indicating that she understood.
What a scoundrel!
Chi Yingdong walked out of his house, glanced at the hidden camera in the corner of the wall, and headed to the express delivery hub.
Compared to traveling with a cat, Chi Yingdong is noticeably bolder when traveling alone.
If any zombies block the way, Chi Yingdong will ruthlessly step on the gas and smash them away.
Having scouted the area beforehand and knowing the route by heart, I perfectly avoided crowded streets like bars and quickly arrived at the courier hub.
Chi Yingdong got off the car smoothly and entered the hub station.
The hub station is located in a low-lying area, and the ground is already covered with a layer of water.
The apocalypse occurred during Singles' Day, when people's online shopping surged, causing express delivery hubs to be overwhelmed.
Some of the packages were quite large and placed against the wall. These cardboard boxes were printed with eye-catching brand logos, all of which were familiar home appliance brands, so it wasn't hard to guess what was inside.
Small packages, whether in cardboard boxes or bags, were piled up into small mountains.
You can't tell what's inside from the packaging, so opening it is like opening a blind box.
After collecting the packages from the warehouse, Chi Yingdong continued walking towards the parking lot outside.
Several large trucks were parked quietly in the parking lot.
Chi Yingdong deftly opened the truck door, revealing a truckload of unsorted packages inside.
Upon receiving the last truckload, Chi Yingdong was pleasantly surprised to find that it was filled with generators!
Before the apocalypse, high-quality generators were very expensive, costing nearly a million dollars each, and she only stockpiled one.
Now, dozens of generators have appeared before our eyes without any warning, which is a wonderful surprise!
Take it all away!! Take it all away!!
After leaving the express delivery hub, Chi Yingdong rushed to the grain warehouse and food processing plants that produce instant noodles, biscuits, and other products.
Wherever she went, she swept away all the supplies.
Before they knew it, the sky darkened and the rain seemed to be getting heavier, so Chi Yingdong decided to head home.
For the next period of time, she will no longer go out to collect supplies.
Back in the neighborhood, it was deserted, with only a few houses lit up, and the silence in the darkness was somewhat eerie.
Chi Yingdong walked quickly towards his apartment building. There was an elevator in the building, but Chi Yingdong still chose to take the stairs.
The hallway was filled with a damp smell due to the rain, which wasn't very pleasant, so she quickened her pace.
As soon as she opened the door, Meng Qinghe rushed over like a cannonball and threw himself into her arms.
This was something Chi Yingdong hadn't expected; she thought the little guy was still playing games without a care in the world.
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