Madness After the Apocalypse-Chapter 13 - 300 for a pack of noodles

The rescue team had finally arrived.

After several days, the water level had risen to 9 meters, submerging the third floor.

Once the rescue team had finished saving those stranded outside, they began evacuating the residents from the lower floors of the buildings.

The residents from the second to the fourth floors were transferred to higher floors in hotels and office buildings.

As the rescue team prepared to leave, they were surrounded by other residents coming down from the upper floors.

"Young man, when will the rain stop? Will it flood my house?"

"I saw online that there's heavy rain all around the world. Is the apocalypse here? Do you have any official news?"

"Can you send some food? We're almost out of supplies."

"Please send it to my house first. My child needs fresh milk every day."

"My elderly parents don't eat rice, can you send some whole grains?"

"What's happening outside? Do you have any spare kayaks? Can you give us a few?"

The group of people spoke over one another, growing increasingly agitated.

The young man's eyes were red. "I really don't know. The rain came too suddenly, and our station was flooded too."

"My wife was swept away by the water. I haven't found her yet..."

"We've been rescuing people every day for days and haven't had any sleep."

The crowd fell silent, and seeing this, the young man quickly escorted the lower-floor residents away.

A tense, oppressive atmosphere spread throughout the area.

...

Two more days passed, and the rain still hadn't stopped. The water had reached the fifth floor.

The second batch of rescuers hadn't arrived yet.

The fifth-floor residents, like those from the second floor, had no choice but to beg for help in the group chat.

But this time, no one was willing to help.

Everyone was running low on food.

"My family only has rice left. Does anyone have any vegetables to trade?"

"Rice is better than nothing. My family only has two eggs left. I'd be happy to trade for some instant noodles."

Soon, someone replied, "I have instant noodles. I'll sell them to you. 300 yuan a bag."

Instantly, people lost their composure. "You're selling a 3 yuan item for 300?!"

"How could you price gouge your neighbors like this?"

"Exactly! How can you raise prices like this? You really think the apocalypse has come? The rain will stop eventually."

Many voices criticized him.

At that moment, the chubby uncle from unit 1302 downstairs suddenly posted:

"They don't want to sell to me, but I'll buy however many bags you have."

This stirred up a storm in the group.

"Are you crazy?"

The neighbor across from 1302, the one with the crew cut Annan had seen before, also questioned:

"Didn't your family just butcher half a pig a few days ago, chopping it up until late at night? How are you now willing to pay a high price for noodles?"

"I have money, I'm doing whatever I want! Anyone who has extra noodles, rice, or anything, I'll buy it all at a high price."

Annan looked at the messages in the group and couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration.

He wasn't being reckless—he had already realized the looming crisis.

1302 was sharp. In her previous life, he had quickly stocked up on supplies as well.

But he wasn't a man of integrity. He always stirred up conflict between others to profit from it.

A scheming man like him, more dangerous than any brute, was far more terrifying.

While the group continued to criticize him for price gouging, 1302 had already gone downstairs to collect the noodles.

The person selling to him was obviously pleased with the deal, thinking they had struck it rich—selling a few bags of noodles for thousands of yuan.

Little did they know, in the future, they would regret this moment deeply.

But none of this concerned Annan.

At the moment, she was sticking privacy film on her windows and putting up blackout curtains.

Power would soon be cut off. While she had a generator and wouldn't be affected, there was a risk of prying eyes from the building opposite.

By taking these precautions, the outside wouldn't be able to see the situation inside her home.

Next, she used cement and gravel to mix a simple concrete and sealed up the drains in her home.

This would prevent both floodwaters and unpleasant smells from rising.

After the rain, there would be intense heat, and many snakes, insects, and pests would be a problem. Without sealing the drains, they could crawl into the house.

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Having eliminated all the potential risks, Annan turned her attention to the small villa inside her space.

Though the villa had water, electricity, and gas, it lacked basic items like pots and pans.

Annan decided to furnish the place so that if she ever needed to cook or take refuge there, it would be ready.

As she was about to enter the villa, she caught a glimpse of Fuguo gnawing on a bone.

She scooped it up and took it with her into the space.

As the environment around them suddenly changed, Fuguo was stunned.

After confirming their safety, it sniffed the air and began to explore.

Annan used her mind to take various home goods from the outside space and furnish the villa: sofas, large beds, dining tables and chairs, refrigerators, washing machines...

These items were taking up space outside anyway, so it made more sense to move them into the villa.

Annan even indulged in a bit of fun and decorated the second-floor room to resemble the CEO's office.

She had developed a fondness for the CEO's taste.

So, she placed his calligraphy, antiques, and tea sets in the room.

Lastly, she focused on the bathroom.

This would be the area she'd use most frequently.

With the outside drains blocked, showering would be inconvenient. However, the villa allowed for one hour of water use each day.

If she didn't use up the hour during the day, she would go in at midnight to finish the remaining time.

Every minute would be put to use.

After finishing, she and Fuguo were kicked out of the space.

...An hour passed too quickly.

Fuguo, still caught up in exploring the new house, was suddenly kicked out of the space and, unable to steady itself, fell flat on its back.

After struggling to stand up, it realized they were back in their original home.

"Ow ow~ Ow ow ow?"

"Sis Annan! What happened? Where's my villa?"

Annan laughed and picked up the dog. "What are you howling about, silly dog."

...

Two more days passed peacefully, and then suddenly, a message appeared online:

The small country of Bonzai had been completely submerged by seawater and was gone.

Before they could celebrate, countries like Kimchi Land and Beautiful Land had descended into chaos.

While Hua Country was known for its unity and mutual support, this time, no one could help anyone else, and everyone was struggling.

The entire Blue Planet was covered in heavy rain.

In just over a week, all cities had turned into vast oceans.

Food was running low, and people were frantically calling for help, but their calls were drowned out by the floods.

That day, the resilient power grid finally gave out.

With a "click," all lights went out.

The internet was instantly cut off.

"Woo—"

The air raid siren sounded, a haunting wail signaling the city's last cry.

Then, the world fell silent. Buildings, once towering, now became isolated islands in the swelling flood.

Annan gazed out the window, her eyes lowered.

It had begun—the new era of the apocalypse.

From here on out, the Blue Planet would enter the most chaotic age in its history.