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

When dividing an area, it is not to cut out a six-sided enclosed area, but to delineate a range on the plane. This range runs up and down, has no end, and all belong to the area.

But in the area, if the black and gray background of the space looks uncomfortable, she can manually suspend and fix the materials to create the appearance of a closed room.

Theoretically speaking, space is infinite, so the area divided in this way should also be infinite.

In an infinite area, odor molecules can also diffuse infinitely. Doesn't that mean infinite dilution?

The human nose shouldn’t be able to smell it, right?

After all, the "air" in the space is quite circulated, and it's never stuffy when you stay in it. So the molecular diffusion should be quite uniform, right?

After thinking about this, I stretched my arms and walked for a while. I felt less full, so I transferred directly to the bathroom area and took a shower.

By the time I returned to the bedroom comfortably after taking a shower, it was already past eleven o'clock when I should go to bed, and it would soon be twelve o'clock.

Checking the surveillance camera one last time, there was nothing happening. She yawned and fell asleep.

The first month and week of the new year have passed quietly.

On Sunday night, she compared the temperature and water accumulation data and found that the water accumulation rate increased slightly and the temperature dropped slightly, but the changes were relatively more stable.

The temperature last month went up and down, just looking at the highest and lowest temperatures, and it dropped by 30 degrees in a month.

In the first week of this month, the temperature dropped steadily by five degrees and is now around 45 degrees, which is barely considered normal.

In terms of water accumulation, another week has passed. Not only is the third floor completely submerged, but the windows on the fourth floor are also half flooded. It is obvious that it is uninhabitable.

If nothing unexpected happened, 8 a.m. tomorrow after getting up would be the second official time to distribute supplies. She looked at the situation and realized that they should be queuing up to receive supplies on the fifth floor.

Last time, the water surface happened to be stuck under the third floor. She estimated that even if there was water in the corridor, it would only be a shallow level. The boat was parked at the window, making it easier to distribute and collect.

It didn't work this time. The water surface was stuck in the middle of the fourth floor. Even with the height of the boat, the windows on the fifth floor couldn't be reached.

But looking at the height of the water, it is estimated that the fourth floor is up to a person's waist. It should be impossible for residents to dip into the water to collect supplies - this is not called flooding. Swimming at this height is not a bad idea, but it is too dangerous and accidents can easily happen.

The real estate agent said before that there would be tools to assist her, so she waited until she woke up to see what tools they were.

Although the last time she received supplies, she arrived at this building nearly four hours later than the scheduled five o'clock, but this was just the beginning, and there were many changes, and she didn't want to miss it, so she set an alarm for seven o'clock and planned to wait for the ship to arrive.

Even if she wakes up at seven o'clock, according to her good schedule, she still gets eight hours of sleep, which is enough rest.

Before the alarm clock went off, she was woken up by the surveillance camera.

She crawled to the end of the bed in a daze and almost fell asleep again on her stomach. She quickly straightened up and woke up. She rubbed her eyes clean and put on her glasses and leaned over to watch the replay.

Judging from his body shape and those calf-length rain boots, he is the same person who went out for the first time last time.

She knelt on the bed and stretched while waiting for other people to pass by. One after another, several people went at a staggered pace, and the last person passed by at eight o'clock.

The number of people going to collect supplies is still the same as before.

In fact, after the official announcement during the previous high-temperature period, she was somewhat familiar with the residents living in this half of the same floor. Although she could not match the person to the house number, she could almost tell them how many people there were and what their characteristics were.

Wei Jiao turned off the alarm clock, stood in front of the window, and went into the space to do morning exercises and wash up. During this period, she looked out the window from time to time.

She remembered that the last time officials came to distribute supplies, it was an hour after they were delivered to the building across the street, and it was nearly four hours before the neighbors on the same floor of her building came back.

But that was the first time. It is estimated that there are still many areas of adjustment, and residents must also have many problems. If the frequency of official rescue can be maintained in the future, the efficiency of each distribution should be improved a lot.

After coming out of the space, she moved a chair to sit by the window, and moved a mobile air conditioner over to blow the air. Now that the temperature has dropped to about 45 degrees, the number of mobile air conditioners in her house has gradually decreased.

But it’s also hot. If you don’t blow it, you will sweat after sitting for a while.

She looked through the binoculars for a while and saw that there were already many people in the window, but this time no one took out the trash.

She was a little surprised. Could it be that the property management company said it was forbidden to dump garbage into stagnant water?

No, it's impossible. Someone on her floor asked what to do with the garbage before. She remembered that the management told everyone to deal with it on their own.

In this case... She thought about it and guessed that after the last collection, the residents discussed it and took out the garbage on their floor in advance when they returned.

——Yes, she inevitably noticed that although the water surface was vast, the density of garbage seemed to be greater.

Many garbage bags are too light for the water that fills several floors of the community. They float on the water and refuse to sink. It is quite annoying to look at.

She looked away and tried to ignore the garbage floating on the water. She found a small round table in the space and placed it in front of her, planning to have breakfast while waiting.

Take out a bowl of sweet tofu curd, use a spoon to poke the white sugar into the bowl, carefully scoop up the tofu to cover the sugar, and distribute it as evenly as possible without stirring it up.

Eat a large brown sugar pancake, fresh out of the pan. The pancake is rolled in oil, and the golden skin and bubbles expand. The amount of brown sugar in it is just right, and it goes well with the chewy and salty flavor of the pancake.

How can something that combines sugar, oil and carbohydrates not be delicious? She gnawed on the sugar cake and took another bite of tofu. The rich aroma of beans dissipated the sweetness, and there wasn't much sugar in it, so it didn't taste too much. Sweet.

After eating, she looked outside and saw that there was no movement. After thinking about it, she took out another fried cake to eat.

...I only ate sweets this morning, and I didn’t even feel tired.

Cursing, she used several layers of paper towels to hold the fried cake wrapped in a plastic bag. There was nothing she could do about it. This thing was very oily, and the plastic bag was originally made of a lipophilic and hydrophobic material.

It was so early in the morning and I really didn’t want to get my hands dirty.

The fried cake is round and golden, freshly made from the pan. When you bite into it, the hard and crispy outer skin is followed by the sticky glutinous rice. The intertwining of textures is so wonderful.

Inside is a sweet but not greasy red bean filling, which is very well seasoned. The red bean itself has a very strong bean aroma, with a natural sweetness, and you can also eat the red bean skin and bean seeds, which enriches the taste.

It was hot, soft and glutinous, with the aroma of rice mixed with the aroma of beans. She couldn't help but take one bite after another. If the glutinous rice hadn't been chewed for a while before it could be swallowed, it would have been difficult for this fried cake to survive for such a long time.