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

Still lazy.

——It can’t be considered lazy. She defended herself. After finishing one piece, she completed the task. It’s reasonable to use the remaining time to organize resources, right?

Now that the Internet is completely disconnected, the paid membership-based resource manager she was used to can no longer be used, but fortunately, she specifically searched for similar software when she downloaded it before, and it still works now.

The new software does not require an Internet connection to be used. Although it is not as good as the previous one in terms of design and appearance, and does not have as many functions, the basic classification and labeling functions are still very powerful.

It can identify a variety of common file types in the design field, including pictures, fonts, and project files, and the loading speed is extremely fast; it can create folders at multiple levels and label them freely to achieve cross-classification management.

The search function is also very good. File names, folder names and tags can all be searched. The response speed is fast and fuzzy search is also supported.

For example, she plans to first sort out the materials related to autumn that she has picked out, and then she can create the folder "Nature>Four Seasons>Autumn" and drag all the materials into it.

There are many element packages among them, which refer to a collection of materials with matching styles created by one author. The files in them may be quite diverse.

For example, the set she just used included hand-painted leaf materials with a transparent background, blurred ink pictures as the background, tile-style pictures, and some decorative lines.

Like these, she can label them separately and establish another classification system that is different from the folder classification.

If the whole set is in a hand-drawn style, it can be labeled as "Hand-drawn"; if the leaves and lines have a transparent background, it can be labeled as "Free of Cutout"; if the tile style is in a tiled style, it can be labeled as "Tile", and if it is a smeared ink style, it can be labeled as "Background" ".

It can also be cross-categorized. Leaves and materials depicting leaves can be labeled as "plants", and background images with ink stains can also be labeled as "ink"...

The material library is established in this way. When you use it later, no matter where you start, you can search for available materials without limiting your creativity.

After a passionate tidying up, which even slightly exceeded the time for the meal before going to bed, she stopped with unfinished content.

With her current schedule of reverse day and night, she didn't dare not listen to the alarm clock.

Since it's autumn...oh no, since it's the Mid-Autumn Festival - she brought back the point that was gradually getting sidetracked - let's eat something with a strong Mid-Autumn atmosphere.

For the first time in a long time, she took a piece of beer duck and a steamed pumpkin from the space. There were also shredded taro and osmanthus honey rice cakes pointed out by gold fingers, and a bottle of osmanthus-flavored sparkling water was found.

The beer duck is stewed with winter melon. The alcohol has already evaporated during cooking, taking away the fishy smell of the meat, leaving an unexpected refreshing feeling. Duck meat has a special chewy texture that is not completely lost after stewing, making it perfect with rice.

She still remembered that the pumpkin was taken out of a luxurious-looking gift box. One was no bigger than the palm of her hand. It was said to be a new and improved variety. It was good to be eaten directly by steaming it. She steamed it directly and planned to try it. .

It's really good. It looks like a small pumpkin, but it has the aroma of chestnuts and the sweetness of the pumpkin itself. The taste is slightly watery, and it doesn't feel too overwhelming when you eat it.

The two "takeaways" were ordered from a big hotel, and they lived up to their reputation. The carrots and taro couldn't be unpalatable together. The rice cake was still warm, topped with cold osmanthus honey, and was full of rice and osmanthus aroma when chewing. nasal cavity.

The osmanthus-flavored sparkling water is okay. It does smell like osmanthus when you drink it, but it's not as fragrant as it smells. She took a few sips and mixed it with lactic acid bacteria drink, which made the flavor better.

Not finished - of course, she has not yet reached the level of a big eater. She has eaten half of the pumpkin, some duck meat is left, and she has finished eating the shredded taro and rice cake.

Everything she ate was so filling that her obsessive-compulsive disorder finally broke out and she ate the last piece of rice cake left. She felt full and went for a walk in the space.

Today, her love for autumn suddenly overflowed, so she created a ginkgo avenue, and the pure blue sky in her impression, high and wide sky, bathed in the sound of falling leaves in the rustling wind, took a walk to eat.

She felt in a good mood, something she had not experienced in a long time. Her whole body was like a balloon, and she seemed to be floating as she walked.

What, it’s just the Mid-Autumn Festival, why does it have such a big impact?

she thought happily.

The pace gradually slowed down, and the smile changed into a slightly surprised expression.

No, it’s the other way around, Wei Jiao thought, it’s not the Mid-Autumn Festival that has the greatest impact, but the end of the world.

——She seems to have completely misjudged the trauma that the apocalypse can cause.

She used to think that in the apocalypse of natural disasters and there were no zombies, as long as she had enough food, clothing, shelter, and entertainment when she was bored, wouldn't everything be fine?

If we don’t talk about the disasters and terrible consequences caused by the end of the world, then from a certain perspective, it can even be said that she has achieved her ideal lifestyle.

But the end of the world has truly entered, and even after only twenty days, she suffered a heavy blow that she had never imagined - the end of the world, for people, is never just an external blow, but also a silent erosion from the heart.

Especially because she thought she had nothing to fear with the golden finger in hand, and she consciously made all preparations, so she plunged into the apocalypse without fear, only to realize that she was like a fish trapped by a stone.

All the pastimes were there, but she couldn't bring up the interest. She looked at them and ate them, but she never had the sense of openness and pleasure of truly lying down and enjoying life.

I followed my schedule every day, leaving myself a lot of wasted time. I obviously lived the ideal life, but I didn't seem to get the happiness I expected.

Until today, the Mid-Autumn Festival, a very ordinary festival that had no significance for the apocalypse, was like throwing a stone into her heart, which suddenly relieved her heart that had been unconsciously filled with depression.

At this moment, she was standing on the ginkgo road she had imagined. The large crowns of the trees were swaying, and the fallen leaves were flying over her shoulders like a cool breeze. She suddenly felt like she had broken free from some constraints and became bright.

Until bedtime, she was still thinking quietly to herself, with some interest.

She felt that it might be related to the disconnection of communications. Although she didn't go out or socialize before, she felt like she was still living in society when she looked at the group chat every day. Although the weather was bad, the sense of separation from before the apocalypse was not that strong.

But as soon as I found out that the Internet was disconnected, I felt like I was isolated from the world...

In fact, I know that everyone is still there, but I can't send a message, but I still feel a sense of isolation.

Wei Jiao sighed. Although she was afraid of people and social interaction, she grew up in a social environment. The solution to the problem of "avoiding social interaction" was more towards "quietness amidst the chaos" rather than retreat into seclusion.

Such a sudden disconnection caused invisible harm to her heart, as she was unprepared, had never experienced the apocalypse, and had no such imagination about the apocalypse.

But luckily it wasn't serious. Just the appearance of a festival broke the dullness and woke her up.

Now she feels as if she has overcome a hurdle. Even if there are new hurdles ahead, she is confident that she can overcome them.