Chapter 297: Bound to the Child-Bearing System, Becoming a Winner in Life Chapter 298: Natural Disaster Apocalypse Cannon Fodder (6)

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Protagonist:

Shen Yao

Thud—

The room door closed, and Shen Yao turned, tossing her keys beside the counter.

Wei Mingyu's words reminded her; in the original design, there were supposed to be two doors here, and Shen Yao wanted to guarantee her safety as much as possible.

But in later processing, for various reasons, only one door was installed.

Nowadays it's more convenient; while changing the lock, she can just add another one.

Saying it and doing it, Shen Yao picked up her phone to call her previous supplier, and by the way mentioned her requirements again, confirming it should be as fast as possible. Shen Yao hung up the phone, waiting for the fried chicken to arrive so she could enjoy a meal beautifully.

Early the next morning, the gate of Shen Yao's home was knocked open; it was the supplier she had just contacted yesterday.

To take Shen Yao's order, the supplier had pushed aside the people originally scheduled.

"Recently, many households are changing doors, and business at the store is very good." If it weren't for Shen Yao offering a high price midway, normal queuing would require waiting half a month.

Shen Yao made room and brought several disposable cups to help pour water, praising him on the side for seizing opportunities.

"Tsk, it's just earning some hard-earned money." Previously he could have raised the price, but now there are superiors managing, so he doesn't dare to mention it at all.

His expression was conflicted for a moment, but soon returned to its original look. "Miss, stock up some goods when you have time; everyone is saying this year's disaster will be severe."

I don't know if the news is true or false, but since the beginning of the year, wind and rain haven't stopped.

The boss doesn't believe it either, but the ironclad facts are right there—what can be done? Every household is stocking up, and he even quietly put away quite a few things in his own store.

Shen Yao nodded. Whether they believed it or not, she seriously agreed on the surface: "I'll go to the nearby supermarkets when I have time." Anyway, everyone is buying, so she wouldn't be out of place.

"What supermarkets? Go to the vegetable market, or drive to the countryside villages and towns. The quantities there are large and cheap." The boss had made money and looked especially easy to talk to.

Shen Yao was thus given all sorts of guidance by the boss, and learned quite a bit about the situation around Rimu City. After all, her previous sources of information were too one-sided and lacked the flavor of everyday life.

Nowadays it was sufficient, and the source method was simply startling.

The room door had been installed for a short while, with miscellaneous tasks like changing locks and keys in between. By the time Shen Yao saw the boss off, the sky outside was already faintly darkening.

Forget it, she won't go out today.

Closing both room doors, plus the already thick glass windows, directly isolated all noises big and small.

Rolling up her sleeves, Shen Yao walked to the refrigerator and took out the vegetables inside. She planned to make two dishes for herself and stew a soup.

There were still some fruits in the refrigerator, all ordered via takeout. Although the quantity wasn't much, just for her to eat alone, it was enough.

Splash splash—

Turning on the faucet, clear water flowed out. Shen Yao nimbly washed the vegetables and fruits in her hands, put the fruits on plates and placed them on the dining table, and prepared the vegetables on the cutting board, cutting them into chunks and shreds.

Busy for a while, she also opened the natural gas valve, poured oil in to heat the pan and stir-fry dishes. By the time this meal was completely finished, the sky outside had completely turned dark, and colorful lights were bright and dazzling.

After tidying up the kitchen, she took off the apron tied around her waist and hung it up. Shen Yao ladled herself a full bowl of pork rib soup with a soup spoon.

The bone soup was rich, the taste sweet, with a light saltiness inside, and more so the freshness emitted by the vegetables. All of this greatly satisfied her somewhat hungry stomach.

Mm, not bad, not bad. It wasn't in vain that she added medicinal herbs when stewing; indeed it was nourishing.

After eating and drinking her fill, she packed the remaining food and put it in the refrigerator. Shen Yao patted her belly and turned to the study to work seriously and earn money.

As long as the internet still exists and the national order doesn't collapse, her writing career won't stop.

These past few years, Shen Yao had saved quite a bit of money through writing. Part of it she exchanged for supplies, part for gold, silver, and jewelry, and another part she took out to store separately, in case one day the internet collapses and she has no cash on hand, making daily life inconvenient.

In short, Shen Yao had arranged everything extremely well. Now she just waits for the disaster to arrive, and then takes the opportunity to act.

Since natural disasters around the globe cannot be escaped no matter where one hides, choosing to face them directly isn't bad either.

Crackle crackle—

The keyboard under her hands clattered away, and soon she sent off a chapter she had finished typing.

No worries, light as a feather

Shen Yao leaned back, reclining in the chair to relax. This was her rare, brief moment of comfort each day.

The laptop screen emitted a dim blue glow outward, and the original typing interface was covered by a suddenly appearing pop-up window.

It's a weather warning

A nationwide warning: severe drought may occur in the coming months, reminding people to save water in daily life.

"System, it's April now, and there are less than two months until the disaster arrives. Has the official prepared?"

Although she sends emails to the officials day after day, this kind of thing—no matter how early one prepares, it can't be sufficient. The arriving disaster is like a tripped circuit wire; it's not the end, but the beginning of all disasters.

"Do one's best. First drought, then rainstorms, and behind them are even more terrifying disasters." Being prepared is out of the question; it's just doing one's best and leaving the rest to destiny.

One person and one system discussed this somewhat ominous topic extremely calmly, until the laptop screen turned off and automatically shut down after the battery ran out. Only then did Shen Yao get up, return to the bedroom, turn off the light, and go to sleep.

In the following time, Shen Yao lived extremely regularly.

She had no work and no classes to attend. Three meals a day were fixed, and her other time was either spent in the study or going out to shop.

Until the weather got hotter and hotter. Before May, the temperature directly broke 30°C, and the sun overhead scorched the entire earth.

Shen Yao no longer went out, but chose to hide at home. Occasionally, when she craved something to eat, she would go out and drive.

That's right. Within half a month after returning, Shen Yao spent money to buy an off-road vehicle with large capacity and sturdy durability. Although the wild model didn't match Shen Yao herself, having a car made going out much more convenient.

Well, before the May Day holiday arrived, Shen Yao specifically went to a mountain spring water factory in the suburbs and bought many 10L bottles of mountain spring water back.

The entire back seat and trunk of the car were filled to the brim. The only thing Shen Yao regretted was that her space wasn't large enough; the storage bag couldn't be used, limiting the quantity of goods she could stockpile.

"But relying on space supplies alone is enough for the host to live very well in this world." How much can one person eat, wear, and use? Shen Yao's space was already full, and with the spare items stored in the room, she was guaranteed to live better than ninety percent of people.

"Just good is far from enough." In the previous few worlds, Shen Yao had enjoyed life in all sorts of ways. In this world, all she sought was to survive. Her own bottom-line requirements had plunged off a cliff, and she was feeling depressed at heart.

The off-road vehicle was driving toward the city, with the air conditioner on in the spacious interior.

"The temperature keeps rising, the grain crop will fail," with not a drop of rain, the seedlings planted were scorched to death, and it might trigger another round of hoarding.

However, since there had been hoarding before, this round of hoarding fever shouldn't be too big.

Shen Yao had seen many posts online complaining about having too many supplies at home; after all, no matter how much one can eat, how much can one eat? The rice, flour, and oil bought around the Spring Festival still left a pile, and having money at home doesn't mean spending it like that.

In short, Shen Yao wasn't worried that hoarding would affect their daily life.

The car's hum grew louder, the front of the car entered the tunnel and turned a corner, coming to a more spacious driving avenue; there weren't many cars on the road, and people like Shen Yao who had the leisure to run out to buy water were even rarer.

After about half an hour, Shen Yao returned to the city, and spent another twenty minutes, finally reaching her home doorway.

Getting out of the car, a wave of heat suddenly engulfed her whole body; the comfort Shen Yao felt from the air conditioning instantly turned sticky.

Subconsciously frowning, she took out the half-cart used for carrying water; Shen Yao sped up, and in just two trips, she transported all the mountain spring water back to her room.

Of course, after finishing the transport, she was sweating profusely and couldn't stand it, so she simply took a shower.

After washing, she still didn't feel refreshed; after all, the day was stifling beyond endurance, and Shen Yao hiding in her room still needed the air conditioner to relieve it.

Rimu City was bearable; high altitude had its advantages. Compared to some inland cities where temperatures were approaching 40℃, Shen Yao's side was still tolerable.

Therefore, many tourists ran out one after another; whether to avoid the heat or for other reasons, they were unwilling to stay in their hometowns where it was hot to death.

Early May, the holiday arrived.

Shen Yao found that the flow of people in Rimu City had decreased significantly compared to last year.

This was somewhat beyond her expectations; she had thought there would be more people.

"Rimu City is an edge city; while the altitude is high, the air is thin, and not everyone can adapt to Rimu City's environment."

Wei Mingyu had been getting off work relatively late recently; sometimes when he ran into Shen Yao, the two would briefly discuss the chaos on the internet.

Because Wei Mingyu was government staff, the information he received was theoretically more credible than Shen Yao's, so he understood better what the Rimu City Hall was busy with.

"Don't go out recently, stock up on some cement at home," Wei Mingyu twitched his mouth corner, euphemistically reminding Shen Yao.

Shen Yao didn't ask what hoarding cement was for, but she happened to have a few bags at home, leftovers from renovating the house before.

"Don't just talk about me, you too," usually busy to the point of not being able to find anyone, she was really worried he might accidentally get into trouble.

Wei Mingyu smiled, "After we get through this busy period, we can rest."

Municipal affairs were urgent, especially the underground drainage problem from before; Rimu City needed to be reinforced and repaired again, with insufficient manpower, Wei Mingyu had to go help out as an obligation.

Behind the backs of ordinary citizens who didn't know, the Rimu City Hall and even the entire Huaguo government were busy with infrastructure development, to ensure basic facilities could be used when natural disasters arrived.

The two walked down the stairs to the doorway, waved to each other, and left separately.

In the following days, Shen Yao didn't go out, nor did she run into Wei Mingyu; instead, the household living in the center of the same floor came to the door to say hello.

Shen Yao didn't have much contact with the other party, just nodded coldly and exchanged a few courteous words, which caused dissatisfaction in the other party's heart, and they said some not-so-pleasant small words to her face.

Shen Yao:...

Shen Yao didn't indulge them either, directly retorted back; both sides argued until their faces were red and necks thick, and finally it came to nothing.

By this point, Shen Yao was famous within the residential area, her reputation was mixed.

However, Shen Yao didn't care about these; anyway, she wasn't very familiar with her neighbors, and besides, reputation— the more you care about it, the more it binds you; the future life would only get harder, there's no hardest, what's the use of a good reputation.

"What's the use? What if someone with ill intentions betrays you, and others coldly watch from the side?"

The System thought with anxiety in times of peace, possibly because it had followed the Host to read too many various natural disaster apocalypse novels, always feeling that descriptions in novels would appear.

"First, this side lives with government personnel; second, next door there is a police comrade."

Of course, whether government personnel or police, Shen Yao wouldn't place all her hopes on them; most importantly, her own abilities had to be strong enough.

"I've picked up some martial arts these past two years; dealing with a few petty thieves and hooligans is a piece of cake."

If there were even more dangerous desperadoes, by then Shen Yao could also rely on the killer move in her space to save her life.

System:...

The System was speechless, feeling that what the Host said was reasonable yet unreasonable.

Forget it, forget it; as long as the Host had her own plans, it was fine; it was just a system, what could it help with.

Suddenly enlightened, the System didn't know where it floated off to; Shen Yao's side continued to live life step by step as usual.

Mid-May, the weather got hotter and hotter, outdoor temperature broke through 35℃.

Such temperature was rare in Rimu City; usually even in summer it hadn't been this hot; air conditioners began to be used frequently, and the number of people going out decreased sharply.

Shen Yao stood by the window with her arms crossed; before her eyes was a bustling city with few people.

The System jumped out to remind Shen Yao that there were only three days left until the natural disaster arrived; at that time the temperature would directly come to 38℃, and other cities could even reach 45℃.

This was still just the outdoor temperature, not the human body's perceived temperature.

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Before the natural disaster arrived, Shen Yao used her home's refrigerator and freezer to freeze many ice cubes of various sizes.

After making some space in her space to put the ice cubes in, Shen Yao stayed at home.

Until the morning of three days later, the outside temperature instantly rose to 38℃.

She opened her phone immediately; the internet was delayed, and it took a good while before she could see the content.

Most were various posts complaining about the weather; there were also some posts worrying about household supplies spoiling and wasting money for nothing; even more were pessimism and lack of optimism about the future.

The news of the apocalypse had been spread for so long; at the beginning of the year they had experienced round after round of hoarding storms; when people truly faced the abnormal climate, the courage in their hearts vanished completely, leaving only the panic and unease engraved in their bones.

What to do? How to do it?

She scrolled through posts for a whole day; what Shen Yao saw was a scene of utter ruin.

The truth that had been covered up before was released; the noise on the internet amplified the dark side of people's hearts; various curses and insults came one after another.

Shen Yao turned off her phone and came to the kitchen herself to prepare dinner for today.

Thinking it was hot and she had no appetite, she simply made a bowl of cold noodles to satisfy her craving.

Halfway through eating the cold noodles, the room door was knocked, and the phone placed to one side popped up a message.

It was Wei Mingyu

Open Door, only to see Wei Mingyu's face full of sweat, holding a black plastic bag in his hand.

Turning his body to let Wei Mingyu in, before Shen Yao could open her mouth to ask, Wei Mingyu first put the plastic bag on the ground, revealing a strangely shaped protective suit inside.

"Keep it well, do not go out, the temperature will rise again, try not to go to the hospital."

Wei Mingyu sighed, he still had overtime work later, not knowing when he would return next time.