Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 179 The Third Year of the Apocalypse

Although supplies were limited, everyone tried their best to create a festive atmosphere for the Chinese New Year.

The soup is made with fresh chicken and ginseng, and also includes frozen meat and cured meat obtained from the base supermarket.

Song Jinhe also took out dried squid and dried scallops to soak. These kinds of supplies are quite valuable now that they are well preserved, and they are not commonly seen in the base supermarket.

The space was mostly filled with freeze-dried vegetables and canned goods. I took a little of each type of canned food, and I'll process them into dishes later.

And of course, dumplings.

Everyone's wrapping was completely different, each with a very distinct personal style.

Jiang Shi'an has obsessive-compulsive tendencies, so every dumpling has perfectly neat pleats, while Song Jinhe's main goal is just to make sure each one is edible.

"You really can't wrap these dumplings properly. Maybe you should use some egg white to stick them together," Qi Sixing commented on Cheng Yan's dumplings that he couldn't close.

Zhang Yi and the others laughed on the side.

“6, you’re a genius.” Cheng Yan stared blankly at the dough. “You’re just as good as Jin He when she said she was catching zombies, grinding grain, and drinking soy milk.”

Qi Sixing's eyes lit up. "So, did you succeed? Opening a zombie soy milk shop in the apocalypse wouldn't be bad."

"Do you see we have a stone mill?" Song Jinhe asked in return.

Soon, a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner was ready, and Song Jinhe also selected two bottles of wine.

"Damn, I never imagined I could live such a good life in the apocalypse," Qi Sixing exclaimed.

The base specially extended the nighttime power supply hours that day.

People need to relax occasionally when they are under high pressure for a long time.

The fireplace flickered, a charcoal brazier sat under the dining table, and outside the window lay glistening, translucent snow.

In the apartment on the other side, Jing Zhigao and several other survivors from Wucheng, along with Qiu Ling and Cui Likun, were also gathered together.

The snow was so heavy that Zhao Yanzhou's family had New Year's Eve dinner with Uncle Li and his son, who lived nearby.

The team on duty at the front line had an exceptionally luxurious meal today. In the dark and cold world, only the lights were on in the base.

"It's great, we've spent another year together." Zhang Yi raised her plastic cup. "Yes, we'll continue like this from now on."

Qi Sixing was interrupted by Song Jinhe before he could finish speaking.
"You can't set a flag."

"Yes, yes, anyway, I'm really glad to have met you all in the apocalypse."

Qi Sixing then raised his glass.

"Me too."

"And I."

We clinked glasses together and then started eating.

After pouring out the two bottles of wine, Song Jinhe casually put the bottles into her spatial storage, intending to use them as Molotov cocktails.

She still had quite a bit of wine in her room, but that was enough. Everyone was careful not to get drunk and truly let their guard down.

She doesn't have a high alcohol tolerance; one glass of red wine was enough to make her a little tipsy.

We made extra food today to save for tomorrow. Everyone tidied up the table and went back to their rooms to rest.

When it's freezing cold, nothing is more comfortable than staying in bed.

In the darkness, Song Jinhe sensed a familiar presence beside her, turned around and hugged Jiang Shi'an, quietly listening to his heartbeat.

The distance between them closed, and the coolness on their lips gradually dissipated.

It snowed all night.

On the first day of the third year of the apocalypse, the weather improved somewhat. It was still below minus forty degrees Celsius, but the wind had died down and the sky looked exceptionally bright.

People took advantage of the good weather to go out and exchange supplies, and there were long queues at the exchange points in various districts.

"It seems like supplies are running out lately?"

"You don't know, the yield in the greenhouse has been severely reduced due to soil problems, and some plants have mutated."
The same goes for the animals they keep. My family works there, and those rabbits are huge, incredibly aggressive; one of them killed and ate all the rabbits in its cage.