The chosen boss of the end times, just wants to lie down

For several days, as the smog weather did not gradually dissipate as officially reported, but instead became increasingly severe, many people began to get restless and crowds of people began to emerge in various places to loot supplies.

There are also some individuals who still insist on believing the reports, thinking that the people who are looting supplies now are the same people who hoarded salt back then.

Chen Ye looked at the news on his phone and did not comment.

The haze will become more and more serious, and finally it will be accompanied by heavy fog, followed by acid rain and heavy rain. Every step is very dangerous.

For those who are still indifferent at this moment, she can only wish him good luck.

The daily physical strengthening training is still going on. Uncle Li is old and has to take care of everyone's daily life and diet. He is a little overwhelmed, so he reduces the intensity by half.

As for Li Xiong's health, it was too bad. Even if he was given a gun, he would probably have a hard time holding it for half an hour.

Fortunately, everyone has realized the deterioration of the overall environment, and they persisted even when they were tired. They trained for half an hour and rested for ten minutes. Li Xiong and Chen Chen followed suit.

Chen Ye had to work overtime with Dunmo to train her in Sanda from time to time, so she was so tired that she fell asleep every day and had no time to care about what was happening in the outside world.

I don’t know if it’s because of the deteriorating environment, but Chen Jinguang has been busy recently and has no time to take care of her, not even a phone call.

Chen Yuan did call her, but she didn't know what she wanted to do. Chen Ye didn't answer and hung up directly.

Gas masks and face masks seem to be out of stock. Just like the pandemic, all pharmacies and supermarkets are sold out. Those who can't get them are buying them through connections everywhere.

For a moment, it seemed as if we had returned to the illusion at the beginning of the epidemic.

There is a trend that the price of masks will increase a hundredfold as it did in the past.

It is not known whether it is to ease the situation or to make money, but many factories have started working overtime.

As the smog weather becomes increasingly severe, in just a few days, the visibility in the least affected areas has dropped from 2 kilometers to 1 kilometer, and the visibility in the most serious areas does not exceed 100 meters.

Many people have started to suffer from severe coughing, and cough medicines are starting to sell out.

Due to the inconvenience of commuting, the factory attracted many workers with high salaries. They began to live and eat in the factory, working day and night to make masks.

Pharmaceutical companies were no exception. They sold cough suppressants, antiviral drugs, anti-inflammatory drugs, and promoted their products as treatments for illnesses and health care for the general public. For a time, the drugs sold out in pharmacies near residents.

On the fourth day, the government was still comforting the people that the smog would definitely recede, but it began to advise residents to store supplies and not go out.

Although visibility in the air is low, there is still Internet at this time. Even at a slower speed, navigation and radar can still basically take people to where they want to go.

For example, supermarkets and wholesale markets.

The streets were shrouded in fog, just like at night. All the cars were moving slowly on the jammed roads with their side marker lights and tail lights on.

More people buy goods nearby. If there is no other way, they can only drive and endure the slow pace to the supermarket or market.

The people who laughed the loudest at this time were the self-sufficient people in the countryside. Apart from the seasoning, they basically didn't need to go out and could just stay at home.

Chen Ye warned his family not to go out. Every day at home, apart from training and tidying up the vegetable garden, he would drink tea and play chess. Chen Chen could even play games with Li Xiong.

The doorbell rang unexpectedly that day.

Chen Ye stopped Uncle Li and walked over to look at the video phone.

Two men in white shirts, trousers and leather shoes appeared on the screen. They were wearing masks and carrying a bag. They looked at the towering wall in amazement.

The two were on-duty personnel of the property management company. She had seen them several times when she was following up on the renovations and going in and out of the community.

Chen Ye did not open the door, and asked in a deep voice: "What's the matter?"

The other party claimed to be a salesperson and said that due to the recent shortage of masks and medicines, he sent her masks and medicines.

The villa belongs to a high-end residential complex. For her family, the monthly property management fee is as high as 10,000 or 20,000 yuan. The property management service is naturally impeccable. Sending some basic masks and medicines at this time must be possible only because of the personal connections of the company's upper echelons to purchase them in large quantities.

Anyone who can afford to buy a villa here is not short of money. If these things are distributed to other owners in the community, I don’t know how many times more resources can be converted than this small favor.

"No need, you gave it to someone else."

"Ms. Chen, did you buy the house yourself? That's great." One of the older ones said, "It's like this, Ms. Chen, we found out that you just moved in recently and you haven't been added to our owner group. Could you please add us so that we can notify you in time if there is anything later!"

The reason why Chen Ye bought this place, besides the high terrain, was mainly because she didn't want to live in a building like in her previous life. There, apart from Chen Jinguang's family, she had seen too much blood, cruelty and ruthlessness in the upstairs and downstairs, and even in the neighbors in the same building.

They are all ruthless people.

At that time, the person in charge of property management was actually hailed by everyone as the leader.

When submitting the fire inspection form, she used an excuse to refuse to join the owners' group. Besides, what use would the owners' group be when the Internet was down soon?

Chen Ye refused again without any hesitation.

Unexpectedly, the other party was not discouraged at all. "Ms. Chen, the situation is serious now. You are our distinguished owner. If there is any situation in the future, we will take care of you first. Moreover, if there is any shortage, our company's senior management can also get the supplies first."

Chen Ye snorted and laughed, and suddenly a thought flashed through his mind: these owners are rich!

In the later stages, there will always be people who need to exchange materials. By then, won't gold, jade, and diamonds come? Do we still have to worry about the elves not working because they don't have a salary?

She looked at her impregnable house, and then at the strong and powerful Dunmo standing next to her. Although her strength was not as good as Dunmo's, it was not bad either. Not to mention that she had so many weapons in her hands, why did she still live in such a miserable state like in her previous life when she had such strong capital?

So Chen Ye agreed to them.

Through the screen, she scanned the group code and said, "Okay, you guys can go now. I don't need the stuff."

The two nodded politely. "Okay, Ms. Chen, please note your room number after joining the group. It would be best if you include your mobile phone number so that we can contact you at any time."

After saying this, the two of them left.

Chen Ye walked towards the monitoring room and saw them walking towards another house not far away. The smog was severe and the picture was a little blurry. Chen Ye was relieved. It seemed that they had delivered masks and medicine to every household, and they were not specifically coming to check on her family.