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

After checking it over and over again, she found that this was the correct answer. She squinted her eyes and looked at it, but for a while she couldn't quite tell what it was.

After scraping off the layers and applying color according to the instructions, she saw that it was the cut surface of a cake roll!

Okay, no wonder the numbers are so broken. It turns out that it’s all caused by the spiral curve in the middle!

Isn't it? A curve goes around and passes through this row, leaving only one or two squares. It goes around in a circle and cuts the entire row into pieces.

She was... speechless and funny for a moment. Now that she was done, she wasn't sleepy anymore. It was really strange.

In order to vent her anger, she redeemed a slice of strawberry cake roll from the dessert game app and took a big bite directly with her hands without using a fork or plate.

Well, actually I saw it when I was exchanging taiyaki just now, and I was a little eager to eat it at that time.

The bread of the cake roll is light brown, and the inside is rolled with greasy and slightly pink cream. This is because the cream is also mixed with fresh strawberry particles.

The slices were medium-thick, with a dollop of white cream on top, and a whole strawberry on top. The strawberry wasn't big, so she didn't care, since it couldn't fit in it no matter how big it was.

She took a bite of the sliced ​​body first. The bread was as soft as a cloud, and the butter inside was as light as air, but the soft and creamy texture and sweet and sour aroma were real.

After finishing the meal in one bite, she took away the crumbling strawberry on the top and ate it. This mouthful of strawberry seemed a bit sour compared to the previous bite of cake.

The taste was sour, and she subconsciously frowned, but the juice was refreshing and diluted the greasiness of the cream, so it didn't matter if it was sour.

The slices of cake roll were not big, so she finished them in three mouthfuls. She found a bottle of strawberry milk and drank it.

She made this strawberry milk herself, following online tutorials.

The strawberries are boiled into jam, the jam is spread on the wall of the bottle, the fresh strawberry pieces are filled into the bottom of the bottle, then fresh milk is poured in, and shaken before drinking, it is a sweet and sour strawberry milk.

With such a simple and unpretentious name, the products produced can also come up with fresh twists, and the taste is really good. When you drink it now, you can still chew the small seeds on the strawberries.

While drinking milk, she briefly adjusted the projector, picked the official recorded version of a concert, and started watching it.

It’s also been a lot of fun dancing recently, and I feel like all the cells in my body are excited, so I want to watch a real concert to echo it.

She didn't specifically choose the artist she had learned to dance with. She just found an account that hosted concerts. She scrolled the mouse and selected one. When she looked at the duration, she saw three hours.

Good guy, it depends on when we go.

Snacks are prepared in advance. In the "temporary storage area for grab-and-go snacks" in the space, there are freshly baked potato chips, unpacked potato chips, biscuits in plastic boxes, and peeled ones. jelly.

There are so many kinds of food, you can eat whatever you want.

Concerts are not all about singing and dancing. It would be exhausting to just rely on stage performances for two or three hours.

In addition to performances, there are also talks, games, and interviews. The group she chose has a large number of people, and not all of them have to perform in every performance, which leaves some rest time.

Even so, when it was time to say goodbye at the end, everyone looked like they had been fished out of the water. Their faces and arms were all wet, and they were literally sweating like rain when they bowed.

She slowly picked up snacks and ate them, and finally fell into the arms of fruit. Recently, she liked to eat cherries, mixed with strawberries, and her drink had changed from strawberry milk to yogurt, so that the fruits could meet in her stomach.

She ate a lot without realizing it. When she wasn't hungry at night, she simply ate pot-cooked instant noodles.

The food was cooked in a small golden brass pot, just enough for one person to eat. At that time, there was no need to put it into another bowl after cooking. The pot was put away with the lid. Now, use the pot lid to eat the noodles.

Since I wasn’t too hungry and didn’t choose one with particularly rich ingredients, I chose a hot and sour soup with a few pieces of lunch meat and lettuce cooked in it.

The lettuce is still crunchy and soaked in the sour and spicy soup, which makes it very refreshing to eat.

He said he was neither hungry nor hungry, and in the end he held the pot and drank the soup slowly.

Numbers were written on the grids of the calendar day by day, and soon, August was halfway through.

During this period, the lowest temperature never broke below minus 90 degrees, and basically stabilized at one stage.

In the past half month, the lowest temperature at night has been basically minus 90 degrees Celsius, and the warmest time has been only around minus 80 degrees Celsius.

It seems that from now on, at least throughout August, the temperature will not drop again.

And in September, this extreme cold phase will either end at the end of September, or it will be mid-October.

If calculated based on the longest period of time, the next stage will not enter until mid-October, and then the first half of October is considered the closing stage.

In the so-called "final stage", this natural disaster should be cleaned up and ready to get off work, so it is estimated that it will not snow by then, right?

After thinking about it for a while, she purred her head and moved closer to the window.

The window was already thickly covered with ice. She was holding a rag and was about to wipe away the fog. She held the rag with her finger, drew a smiley face on it, and then wiped it off.

After setting up the space chair, plugging it in and starting to heat it up, she wrapped herself in a blanket and sat up, with the table in front of her, and had breakfast comfortably.

I don’t know why, but she always likes to eat something sweet in the morning when the weather gets cold. She rubbed her hands together symbolically and ordered a hot Toffee Sea Salt Latte from Goldfinger.

The takeout she ordered came in a paper cup, and she poured it into a large mug with a round bottom and straight walls, a standard cylindrical mug with a handle.

The outside of the cup wall is a retro-style oil painting mural, collaged with a well-known foreign poem, printed in a very simple and curved handwriting.

In the cup, there is the caramel sweetness of toffee that hits the tip of your nose, and the salty taste of sea salt that is perfectly blended into the milk. Holding the cup in your hands, your palms feel warm.

The outer wall of the cup had such a faint yellow tone with a sense of age, which gave her a very peaceful feeling for a while, as if she had been sitting here holding the cup and sipping for a long time.

Eat a solid piece of toast first - it's solid, which doesn't mean it's hard, it's just firmer than bread filled with butter.

This milk toast is quite big. It was freshly baked and is still warm.

She used some strength to tear it open, and it felt really solid with her hands, but it was different once it entered her mouth. It was soft and tough, and the milky aroma was quite strong. She even thought that extra cream had been added when kneading the dough.

She tore it into pieces and ate it, dipping it into the latte a little. After eating half of it, she felt her stomach was full, so she took out another wheel puff from the space.

Well, solid bread is work, buttery bread is life!