In the apocalypse of natural disasters, she has a universal APP

After adjusting her schedule back to daytime activities and resting at night, she moved the ventilation time back to before the exercise period.

I originally wanted to put it after the exercise, but then I thought about how uncomfortable it would be to get into a raincoat when I am already hot after exercise.

Moreover, the next stage is extremely cold, and the temperature will definitely drop during heavy rains. If you go to ventilate while sweating after exercising, you will easily get sick.

A week had passed since the first floor was completely flooded. She observed and took photos every day, and compared it with the previous day, she could see that the water level was moving up every day. Until now, the windows on the third floor were floating darkly on the water.

Just like the second floor a week ago.

She put the two photos together and compared them, and it seemed like she couldn't tell any difference. Whether one or two floors of a thirty-two-story building is flooded makes no difference from the outside.

Only those who live inside know the frightening suffering and chaotic transfers they experienced.

A rain or a wall can silently cover up people's helplessness and anger. In this heavy rain, in this apocalyptic world, how insignificant human beings are!

Rainwater was poured from the sky and poured into the stagnant water on the ground. It was noisy and noisy, and no human voice could be heard.

After finishing her exercise, she took a shower, returned to the bedroom, and unconsciously stood by the window for a while.

Since she no longer blocked the windows, she always liked to stand there when she had nothing to do and watch the rain outside clear. Now that the temperature has dropped by fifty degrees, it's back to the more familiar four-letter word, so it's okay to stand for a while.

She sat in front of the computer and looked at the water accumulation and temperature records for the past December. Although she knew that the current data was not very representative, she still made a rough calculation.

If we follow the current rules, during the 100 to 120 days of heavy rain disasters estimated by the system, the accumulated water may eventually rise to 14 levels, and the final temperature may drop to below zero.

She actually believes that the pattern will definitely change in the next three months, but with this rough estimate, especially for those with water accumulation, it can still bring some comfort that the water will not be flooded to the 20th floor.

Today is the first day of the new year. New Year's Day falls on January 1st. It was originally a very festive day, but how many people can still remember this situation now?

According to her habit, a table must be set up on New Year's Day, and she prefers to celebrate the holiday during dinner, so she spends the time before lunch scrolling through eating videos, trying to put together a table of novel meals.

In fact, there were so many festivals at the end of the year, and she felt like she was busy talking every day. She was a little tired of it and wanted to do something new.

According to the original habit, New Year's Day usually consists of a table of dishes, with an auspicious number, six dishes or eight or ten dishes. Although she is alone, she now has space and is not afraid of wasting dishes, and it will not be troublesome to prepare.

Now... I don’t want to eat like this.

I was immersed in browsing the mukbang account for a long time, and my obsessive-compulsive disorder reared its head again. I thought it would be better to eat some local dishes during such an important festival in my country. It’s a hot day now, what’s the right thing to eat...

Her eyes lit up, otherwise, let’s eat kebabs!

It means to kick open a folding table outside the door of the barbecue restaurant late at night in the summer, hold a stack of plastic chairs, enjoy the cool night breeze, cool down with cold beer, and the table is covered with barbecue.

Another pot of crayfish - oh, by the way, it's so festive to eat crayfish on New Year's Day, so red!

Having decided so happily, she happily finalized the menu for the evening. Looking at the time, it was almost time to have lunch.

The video being played on the computer screen was of a store-exploring blogger eating crab roe noodles, so she followed along and ordered the same bowl as Gold Finger. The golden crab roe sauce was spread all over the place, and the noodles underneath could not be seen.

Mix and pick it up with chopsticks, and the yellow noodles will burst out of the ground, hanging with crab sauce, and at the same time bring out a gushing heat.

She swallowed and mixed it well. The noodles made a sticky and very tempting sound while being stirred. She picked up a large chopstick, brought it to her mouth, blew air, and opened her mouth——

Doorbell rang.

She was stunned and looked at the surveillance screen. She saw a man with a ponytail on his head. The man seemed a little anxious and then rang the doorbell again.

What is this... for?

She frowned. There was water outside now, and the only people who could come to the door were the residents of this building... Could it be that people from the flooded floors came up?

While she was thinking, she didn't hesitate. She put the mixed noodles into the space and rushed to the door. As soon as she opened the curtain to block the air conditioning, she was stunned - a piece of paper was stuffed under the door.

She paused and immediately bent down to pick it up. Without looking at it, she quickly unlocked the inner door and then cautiously opened the door halfway: "Who is it?"

The person outside said almost immediately: "Property, if you have something to say, don't close the door."

After saying that, he turned around and walked away. You could hear the other party keep saying: "Don't close the door. There is official news. I said it all, don't close the door and listen."

She breathed a sigh of relief. It was just a real estate agent, and he could deliver the news to her door. This was good news in itself, not to mention that it came from an official.

However, since you can still come to your door, it seems that there is water transportation on the property side.

Wei Jiao listened to the warning voice from the property manager as she walked away. She estimated that her home was the last one to be called. Now the property manager probably wanted to walk to the middle of the corridor so that the sound volume heard on both sides would be more even.

Maybe all the residents are now keeping their doors half open, waiting for the property to announce official news.

She took the opportunity to lower her head and quickly look at the paper she had stuffed in, only to realize that it was actually a map. There was an obvious red dot drawn on it, but there was no written explanation.

Before she could take a closer look, the sound outside suddenly changed texture, and it sounded like a loudspeaker was being used.

First I heard the speaker being tapped twice, then a few "Ahhh" sounds, and then someone from the property management started talking: "Everyone hasn't closed the door, are you listening?"

There were several mixed responses in the corridor, but the property manager didn't seem to care. He continued: "I'm here to deliver a message to everyone. It's flooded outside, and the official has sent out rescuers! They will give us food and water." drink!"

"Really? Really!"

"Finally here again!"

"When—I can't take it anymore!"

A burst of warm sound immediately sounded in the corridor. The management used a loudspeaker to raise the volume and then suppressed it:

"Everyone, mark the time! Today - at five o'clock in the afternoon - we will come to our community. Then everyone will go downstairs to the floor that is not flooded yet and line up at the window of the elevator room."

"Listen carefully, in the afternoon, at five o'clock, go to the floor that is not flooded - the window of the elevator room. From now on, today every week, that is, every Monday, at eight o'clock in the morning, is the time for our community to receive rescue. .”

"Let me repeat, today is five o'clock in the afternoon, and it will be every Monday at eight o'clock in the morning. The location will be the floor that has not yet been flooded, at the window of the elevator room!"

The visitor repeated it several times. Wei Jiao immediately took out the paper and pen from the space and took notes. She heard a buzz in the corridor, and then a voice penetrated and asked loudly: "Go to the floor that is not flooded?"

The loudspeaker replied: "Yes, there is no flooded floor!"

The voice asked again: "To what extent is it not flooded? What if there is only a little water?"

There was another burst of agreement in the corridor. Wei Jiao pushed the small door completely open and put her ear to listen carefully.