Rebirth and stocking up in the apocalypse, I have tens of thousands of supplies for the world

The staff member said with a smile on his face.

"Dear residents, due to resource constraints, we will no longer provide electricity from today. We ask for your understanding."

Hua Ningyao didn't care about it. She took the battery handed to her by the staff, thinking that the battery only held one kilowatt-hour of electricity when fully charged.

This amount of electricity is definitely not enough for washing clothes and cooking, but if these people are smart enough, they should think of charging for free in the game world.

As for those stupid people, let the smart people tell them. If it really doesn’t work, the government will also provide electricity.

But in this case, no electricity means no access to the Internet, and I will not be able to see all kinds of interesting things on the Internet in the future. Hua Ningyao couldn't help but sigh with some regret.

However, at this point, some people began to complain.

"What's going on? They don't even provide us with electricity. Don't they treat us as human beings?"

"That's right. If there's no electricity or water, how can we take a shower or flush the toilet?"

Hearing these people's shouting, Hua Ningyao glanced at them and sighed inwardly. In this situation, it was already very good for them to have food to eat and stay at home peacefully. They even had the nerve to curse here.

. . . . . .

All we can say is that these people are used to a life of luxury and have no idea of ​​the seriousness of the situation.

However, once they are faced with a life-and-death situation, let's see if they still have the leisure to complain about trivial matters such as not being able to take a shower.

Those staff members were obviously experienced and always had warm smiles on their faces, but they ignored all the requests and just uttered cold words.

"The batteries cannot be replenished and are only issued every three years. We are not responsible if they are damaged."

Then he left in a leisurely manner, leaving a group of people looking at each other and cursing. Some accused the staff of bullying others by taking advantage of their power and looking down on others.

It was strange that among this group of people, the young man next door cursed the most fiercely.

His father had always been a reasonable man, and whenever he cursed, his father would scold him severely.

But why did she give birth to such a useless son? His family was able to buy a villa thanks to his father, and he was just a parasite who depended on his parents.

The people who cursed the most fiercely were among the members who were kicked out of the game yesterday. Hua Ningyao touched his chin thoughtfully and secretly gave up the idea of ​​dragging them into the game as NPCs.

After all, these people would wake up in the real world, but they would feel the pain most clearly when they were killed in the game.

However, Hua Ningyao was merciless. Not only did she set a number of death sentences for them, she also specifically set the most intense pain.

"If he makes any more noise, I'll pull him in."

Hua Ningyao said to herself, then turned and left. The old man next door was kind, and she didn't want to attack the young man easily.

As for whether his father is willing to continue to support him, that is his father's choice and others cannot interfere. Perhaps his father is willing to be dragged down, but this is also his own decision.

. . . . . .

[The mecha car can withstand the fierce attack of hail for three consecutive days. It also has the ability to transform into a human form and can be used as a tool for building buildings in extreme weather conditions. ]

Half a year later...

Everyone successfully obtained supplies within the game time. Those who did not obtain supplies but insulted the system all day long also became quiet because they were caught in the system and served as temporary NPCs for two days.

However, at this moment, the authorities suddenly released such a shocking news. Due to the harsh real-life environment, they can only rely on drones to broadcast the news in a loop in the sky to inform everyone.

A screen was hung on the drone, showing the image of the mecha being hit by hail, which triggered a strong reaction from everyone.

"Oh my god, this is actually true! Is this the legendary mecha?"

Hua Ningyao was extremely surprised. She couldn't express her feelings in words. Since the end of the world, the country's technological development has shown explosive growth, and the speed is beyond imagination.

Scientists have begun to imagine whether it is possible to migrate some humans to other planets in search of more habitable environments.

After all, if the planet can never be restored to its former state, leaving may be the best option.

Nowadays, although there are still day and night, sunlight has become very scarce. Many crops need to rely on artificial lighting to maintain their growth, otherwise they will face the fate of death.

Even the plants in the community need artificial lighting, because the authorities are worried that they will wither. Hua Ningyao waters these plants every day, silently hoping that they can achieve success soon and escape from here. After all, this world is too terrible.

In the deep mountains, this kind of thing often happens: an old tree suddenly disappears, and it turns out that it has grown into a human form and chose to escape.

They usually integrate into human society or continue to cultivate in the mountains, which not only avoids the danger of being cut down, but also does not worry about being eaten by insects. Not only that, all kinds of plants have the potential to become spirits, and as long as they are struck by lightning and do not die, they can immediately ascend to heaven.

Once they succeed in ascending, they will be able to break free from the constraints of their bodies and leave freely. Some trees will die after a few years.

Some will be brought back for use as lightning wood, and of course, some will remain where they are.

. . . . . . .

Legend has it that in the distant Fujian, there is a mountain with an ancient tea tree on it. It is said to have a history of thousands of years, and people affectionately call it the mother tree.

Hua Ningyao was full of curiosity and yearning for this mysterious ancient tree. She was eager to see with her own eyes whether the soul in it had taken shape or still existed.

However, at this moment, a discordant voice broke the silence.

“Hey, why are you watering them? The staff has already watered them!”

The young man who liked to curse shouted at Hua Ningyao that his father's surname was Chen, and Hua Ningyao usually called him Uncle Chen, and the young man's name was Chen Hui.

But Hua Ningyao didn't care about him and was too lazy to even respond. At this time, a staff member came over with a bucket of water, and Chen Hui hurriedly complained to him.

“She poisoned the tree!”

The staff looked at him with an indescribable expression, as if to say: "Get away from me, you're sick."

"Miss Hua, I'm so sorry to have troubled you. I won't water it anymore."

The staff member said to Hua Ningyao sincerely.