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

Strawberry smoothie, very plain looking.

The thin plastic cups with horizontal stripes like those used for soy milk at the breakfast stalls were sealed with a slightly misaligned film, and a thick straw was inserted neatly.

Take a sip and it's so smooth. The sweet and sour aroma of the strawberry is amplified countless times after being whipped by the juicer. The taste in your mouth is sweet and pleasant.

She bought this cup at a drink shop near the university.

She often drank this one when she was studying. The operation process was open and transparent. She watched every time, a few strawberries, ice cubes, syrup and water, and then directly crushed them into cups.

You can actually make something so delicious!

She had made it herself, and it was served in a nice-looking cup. In fact, it tasted almost the same, but when she happened to find this cup, she took it out to recall the familiar taste.

The first week of September passed during the construction of the entire snack and pantry room.

Everything seems to have stabilized, and the temperature is now hovering steadily between minus 85 degrees to minus 90 degrees every day, unleashing the power of extreme cold and natural disasters.

She pointed at the calendar grid with the tip of her pen: "Hey, in a few days it will be the first anniversary of the end of the world."

The system replied: "Yes, the first natural disaster - the high temperature natural disaster started on September 9 last year."

Wei Jiao sighed deeply, although she had known it for a long time, but...

Time flies so fast or slowly.

Slowly speaking, of course, she felt that the days since the end of the world had passed a lifetime. She had done everything she had never tried before and had entered a state of retirement;

But speaking of it fast, it was really fast. It felt like... the end of the world. Has it already been tortured for a year so quickly?

She looked at the calendar for a while, pulled out the diary stickers, spelled out a "one-year anniversary" logo herself, and pasted it on the calendar grid in advance.

After that, there will be a Mid-Autumn Festival in September, and there will be no other days.

Seeing the Mid-Autumn Festival, the memories of last year vaguely come to mind.

At that time, the apocalypse had just begun a few days ago, but she had already been mentally stressed for a long time after learning about it early. After the communication was cut off, she fell into a situation like an isolated island.

Or because of the Mid-Autumn Festival, such an anchor in the long flow of time caught her wandering and anxious soul and gathered it together.

...Hey, the reality of the year is gradually becoming clearer.

The first anniversary of the beginning of the end of the world is not a day worth celebrating, but it is also a hurdle that must be passed over again and again on the calendar.

She looked at the calendar and felt sad for a while, but she quickly put it aside and continued to devote herself to her daily life.

Morning reading time.

It's strange to say that she, a person who prides herself on not having much patience, actually persisted in morning reading for so long.

But to be honest, of course there were many times when she felt bored, but the amazing thing was that once she sat down at the table and started copying the copybooks, her heart was soothed and calmed down.

A complete set of excerpted books was piled aside. She compared the position of the bookmarks and measured it with reference to the time. She estimated that this set of books would be read in almost a whole year.

After reading this set... She was going to take a break and stop copying anything else for the time being. She had to give back to the lazy ones in the morning.

When the reading time was over, she stuffed the lychee she had reserved until the end into her mouth as a finishing touch and a reward for herself.

She stepped directly into the space, right in the rest area of ​​the snack and tea room. She lay stretched out on the sofa, deliberately controlling the outside light and slanting it in along the huge arched window.

Warm but not hot, bright but not dazzling, Wei Jiao, who has lived in a frozen hut for a long time, is enlightened by the artificial sun in the space.

Anyway, in the space, she covered the sky with one hand, and controlled the shade when the sun was hot, so she wouldn't get sunburned.

While lazily basking in the sun, he ordered the system to make a turtle soup.

She didn't want to hold up the book and read the noodle soup, so she asked the system to pick a short noodle soup, just two sentences, and she would remember it after saying it once.

The shorter the noodle soup, the less information, but the corresponding soup base would not be that complicated. Even if she closed her eyes and basked in the sun, she would not fall asleep out of boredom.

After careful guessing for a while, this short and concise turtle soup was solved. She also sat up, stretched out, stepped on the carpet warmed by the sun with her bare feet, and looked around.

Take a look, is there anything that needs to be modified in this house?

She scratched her head. Otherwise, add a sign on the shelf, freezer or something? Explain what type of snacks are here?

Of course she had considered this during previous construction, including pre-planning, and had also arranged corresponding methods.

——Each cabinet where snacks and drinks are placed is sealed with an area. Naturally, she directly relies on the function of the space and directly names each area with the name of the food stored.

In this way, you can locate whatever you want to find in one second.

In addition, she also felt that this house was a bit like a private supermarket. One of the joys of going to the supermarket was to stop and look at what new things appeared in front of her.

If the markings are too clear, will the fun in this aspect be lost?

But looking at it now, she felt a little empty.

The main color was white, which made the whole space appear wider. In order to put down the tall window, she deliberately raised the roof.

Even with a triangular roof, the lowest parts on both sides are still very high compared to the shelves and cabinets placed below.

She filled the cabinet against the wall in the snack area with a lot of crafts, but the space above was still a little empty.

...Change to a taller cabinet? It's not necessary, that's too high.

"Hanging" some decorations from the roof? By the way, it seems good to correspond to the types of food items below.

This was her idea, so now she looked at the empty roof and began to rack her brains on how to add some embellishments without destroying the clean and ethereal feel of the room itself.

There are...clouds floating in the sky? balloon? It seems fitting in this white room.

Balloons are easy to make. You can just blow them up and use the space to fix them in mid-air. Clouds...can you do it with "custom environment"?

Moreover, will the clouds not be visible clearly against the white background?

She scratched her head again, took out a laptop, and made changes on the house planning PPT.

Let's make some changes. Originally, the walls of this room were painted with white wallpaper, retaining some traces of painting, and there are no traces of material on the roof.

Now, could you add a little more texture?

Hmm... Why does it feel a bit like making a picture? I think the picture is too spacey so I overlay a texture...

That’s right, it’s all a matter of creation, drawing parallels by analogy, ah, drawing parallels by analogy.