7: Typhoon and rainstorms are coming

Jiang Fei didn't immediately use the Big Turntable; instead, she first entered the Supermarket.

The white mist in the west district of the first floor had dissipated, revealing bottled water, carbonated drinks, soda water, tea drinks, coffee, juice, milk, soy milk, and other beverages displayed on the shelves. There were ten large shelves in total, and there was even the world's most expensive mineral water.

It was said to cost over 600,000 per bottle, with hundreds of real diamonds embedded in the bottle.

Jiang Fei couldn't help but open a bottle to taste.

It was smooth and sweet, with a faint fruity flavor.

She also got to experience what it felt like to be rich.

However, if the second area was the most important water resource, what would the third area be?

Jiang Fei's eyes were eager, and suppressing her excited mood, she chose to use the Big Turntable.

System: "Ding—Today is a good day. Congratulations to the host for obtaining a 'Fuel Pack'."

Could it be for gasoline and diesel?!

Jiang Fei curiously looked at the badge that had appeared in her hand.

It had a smiling duck holding a fist printed on it, along with three large characters—"Jia You Ya" (Go Duck).

"Hint: The Fuel Pack can be worn on the body as a decorative item."

Jiang Fei: "..."

Thank you, duck!

Jiang Fei grumbled as she exited the Supermarket, and her phone vibrated in her pocket.

It was an unknown local number that had called several times.

Jiang Fei pressed answer: "Hello?"

Li Yanping's sharp shout came from the other end of the phone: "Jiang Fei, did you borrow money online?! Do you know how many harassment calls I've received today?! They're all telling me to remind you to repay on time!"

"Get home right now!"

"Mom, don't be angry. Drink some water and calm down."

Hearing a gentle voice, Jiang Fei instantly clutched her phone.

Jiang Zixuan!

She returned to the country early!

Jiang Fei could never forget her tongue being cut off in the damp, moldy cellar... her fingers being chopped into a bloody mess... those repeated tortures, where she was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, sadly awaiting her fate of being eaten.

If she hadn't fought to break free and jumped into the fire to commit suicide, she would probably have become a tool for those devils to vent their anger on, and then be stewed and eaten.

And all of this came from Jiang Zixuan's instigation.

Jiang Fei suppressed the hatred surging in her heart, glanced at the increasingly fierce wind outside the car, and spoke in an extremely gentle voice:

"I'm currently living in the old house in the suburbs. Aunt, you go there and wait for me first. I'll be back in an hour."

"It just so happens that I'll give you that one million, and you can help me open a savings account and deposit it."

"It's not safe for a young girl like me to carry all that money."

The lock on the old house hadn't been changed yet, so she could trick Li Yanping into going there first.

Li Yanping on the other end of the phone immediately cheered up: "Okay! I understand!"

The call ended, and the dark phone screen reflected Jiang Fei's cold eyes.

With a million as bait, Li Yanping would definitely go to the old house to find her.

Jiang Zixuan would surely accompany her.

After all, her "good cousin" loved to pretend to be understanding, fanning the flames from the side and watching Li Yanping hit and scold her.

She hoped tonight's typhoon would only harm these rotten-hearted bad people.

Jiang Fei turned off her phone and, instead of rushing back to the city, drove to a nearby reservoir.

After confirming there were no surveillance cameras or people around, Jiang Fei took out 20 water pumps and 40 ten-ton empty water barrels from the Supermarket warehouse and began pumping water.

Although the Supermarket had drinks and the milk tea she had hoarded, water resources were too important in the apocalypse.

As the old saying goes, one can go without food for three days, but not without water for one day.

Compared to a lack of food, people die faster from a lack of water.

400 tons of water, used sparingly, would be enough for her for many years.

By the time Jiang Fei finished filling all the water barrels, it was already midnight. When she returned to Yulan Garden, the wind was so strong that it almost pushed people forward.

Plop—

A drop of rain fell on her hand, and Jiang Fei subconsciously looked up.

The night sky, which should have been dark, gradually showed a faint pink hue.

The heavy rain should have come after the typhoon, so why were they appearing simultaneously?

Jiang Fei no longer delayed. She parked the truck outside the community parking lot and quickly swiped her card to enter the building.

As soon as she reached the corridor on the 22nd floor, Jiang Fei heard a meow.

A Little Orange Cat, about five months old, was pitifully curled up next to a floor vase.

Upon noticing someone, the Little Orange Cat wasn't afraid at all; instead, it actively approached Jiang Fei and affectionately rubbed its head against her leg.

So... cute!

Jiang Fei resisted the urge to pet the cat and glanced at the tightly closed door of 2203.

The elevator on the 22nd floor could only be used by residents of that floor.

The stairwell door had been locked by property management long ago, so perhaps it was a neighbor's cat?

Jiang Fei pressed the doorbell of 2203, but there was no answer.

After waiting for a while, still no one opened the door. Jiang Fei turned on her phone.

She found that Li Yanping, unable to reach her, had started sending abusive text messages. Jiang Fei ignored them and called property management.

She wanted to ask for 2203's contact information, but property management didn't have it either.

Jiang Fei had no choice but to open the owner's group, which she had been added to by property management on the day of the house inspection.

Not finding a user noted as 2203, Jiang Fei took a photo of the Little Orange Cat and sent it to the group.

Everyone was discussing tonight's wind, and no one paid attention to Jiang Fei.

Jiang Fei turned off her phone again and muttered to herself, "No one is claiming it, so it's mine."

"Little one, do you want to come with me?"

"Meow?"

"Hmm, then from now on, you'll be called Mimi." Jiang Fei contentedly picked up the Little Orange Cat and walked into 2202.

It was fluffy, warm, and soft—so good to pet!

The Little Orange Cat looked bewildered.

No! Its home was over there!

Where was this two-legged beast taking it?!!!

"You stay here obediently and drink some goat milk first. I'll go cook you some chicken breast."

Jiang Fei carried the Little Orange Cat to the sofa, brought a bowl to pour some Supermarket goat milk for it, and then found a plastic basin for cat litter before going to the kitchen to get busy.

Smelling the fragrant goat milk, the Little Orange Cat immediately abandoned the idea of going home to find its owner.

What owner?

It didn't have one!

—

Fearing that the Little Orange Cat wouldn't be able to tear the cooked chicken breast, Jiang Fei pureed it with a blender before feeding it. She also took out a portion of wontons from the Supermarket warehouse to eat herself.

The wontons had thin skins and generous fillings. With one bite, the sweetness of corn and the tenderness of pork bloomed simultaneously on her taste buds.

Paired with the spicy and sour pickled radish given by the barbecue shop owner, and a fizzy orange juice, Jiang Fei narrowed her eyes in satisfaction.

This was living.

After dinner, Jiang Fei pulled open the living room's blackout curtains.

The heavy rain was pelting against the window.

Outside, the weather had completely changed.

The sky was a vivid, eerie pink, with rapidly rolling clouds visible to the naked eye.

The howling gale, like an out-of-control beast, angrily swept and tore through the city.

Trees fell, cars were lifted into the air and then crashed to the ground, crushing the flickering streetlights.

The billboard opposite, perched atop a tall building, fell heavily, shattering the giant LED display.

The once captivating slogan—[Let the world hear our cries]—

Now only the five characters "world's cries" remained.

Was this disaster not the world's cry to humanity?

Country Y had concealed nuclear leaks for many years, and Country R had secretly discharged nuclear wastewater into the ocean for years. Blue Star was already riddled with holes.

Yet, some humans at the top of the pyramid continued to abuse resources.

Jiang Fei didn't watch any longer and drew the curtains.

Yulan Garden was very well-built. She remembered that it was one of the communities that withstood the typhoon and heavy rain in her previous life, so she didn't have to worry about danger.

Turning off all the lights in the house, Jiang Fei picked up the Little Orange Cat and went to bed.

Feeling the softness in her arms, Jiang Fei couldn't help but sigh.

How could there be such a cute creature as a Little Orange Cat?!

—

Crash—!

Jiang Fei was awakened by a loud noise and reflexively pulled out the dagger hidden under her pillow.

Getting out of bed, she saw that it was the Little Orange Cat, which had run into the living room at some point, and had broken the full-length mirror.

Perhaps knowing it had made a mistake, the Little Orange Cat curled into a ball, looking at Jiang Fei with pleading eyes: "Meow..."

"Being cute won't work. Today, half of your chicken puree is deducted."

The Little Orange Cat blinked.

This fragrant two-legged beast was better than its owner!

Before, when it was naughty and made a mistake, its owner would deduct a meal of cat food!

Jiang Fei turned on the light, intending to go to the kitchen to cook, but found that the power was out. She turned around and pulled open the curtains to check the situation outside.

What met her eyes was a scene of devastation.

The typhoon had weakened, but it was still impossible to go out. The sky had also turned gloomy, and the heavy rain was still falling.

She checked the clock on the wall—13:32.

Had she slept for so long...? Jiang Fei closed the curtains again, took out a diesel generator, and connected it to the house's independent wiring.

With the thick blackout curtains, no one would see that her house had electricity.

"Mimi, don't play by the window, or you won't get any meat to eat."

After admonishing the Little Orange Cat, Jiang Fei went to the kitchen to make chicken puree for it, then took out a portion of stir-fried rice noodles for her own brunch.

After eating and drinking her fill, Jiang Fei sat slumped on the sofa, holding the Little Orange Cat. She turned on her phone and saw a pile of text messages.

They were all from Li Yanping, sent from that new number.

From initially questioning where she was, it turned into curses.

Clearly, she was trapped in the suburbs.

Buzz buzz buzz—Jiang Fei's phone rang.

Seeing that the call was from Li Yanping, Jiang Fei's eyes showed mockery as she pressed answer.

"It connected! It connected!"