Reborn in the Apocalypse: A Commoner's Survival Log

"Tsk, public toilets are fine, but cooking in public areas is too much trouble, and it'll easily reveal that we have too many ingredients." Zhou Yang scratched his head. "How about we cook a lot of food in advance and store it in my space? Then we can just use it to make some soup or stew in the public area."

Everyone agreed that it made sense and immediately decided to start work.

Yu Jing and Uncle Li took the initiative to take charge, saying they would make more food for everyone and store it in the space.

Zhou Yang then took out a lot of ingredients from the space and filled the living room with them.

To improve efficiency, Zhou Yang's house and the kitchen across the street were put to use, and even Zhou Yang, Xu Zhiyi, and the Chai couple joined in.

The remaining group, including Shen Zechuan, whose cooking skills were still stagnant, and Xu Qingtang, who couldn't cook at all, could only help out by washing and preparing vegetables.

Even the youngest, Chai Yi, was assigned the task of peeling garlic.

A large group of people worked until midnight before stopping.

But the results are also remarkable.

The various dishes and foods prepared that night were enough to feed everyone for half a month.

If we make a little more in the next two days, even if we have to stay underground for a few months, it shouldn't be a problem.

After Zhou Yang put all the various dishes cooked in pots that had been laid out on the ground into his spatial storage, everyone went back to wash up and rest.

Zhou Yang and the others went to sleep, but Chi Feng and the others upstairs were in trouble.

The aroma of various dishes filled the night, making me too hungry to sleep.

The next morning, Chi Feng came downstairs with dark circles under his eyes and a sullen face, and found Zhou Yang.

"Are you guys crazy, cooking in the middle of the night? Look how hungry I am, I didn't sleep well all night!" Chi Feng pointed to his dark circles and angrily complained.

Zhou Yang rubbed his nose: "Ahem, sorry, we're preparing food for the underground shelter. It won't be convenient to cook underground. I suggest you make some and save some too."

"The underground shelters at this base were actually built so early?" Chi Feng was somewhat surprised upon hearing this.

In my previous life, all the bases were built as underground shelters only when the heat became unbearable. I never expected that this base would be built so early.

It's likely that Zhou Yang was involved in this.

As for preparing food in advance, he did want to, but...

“But my steamed buns can’t keep fresh! How about this, I’ll give you a few more barrels of gasoline and a few boxes of munitions, and you can cook our share too! By the way, whichever location you choose for your refuge, we’ll stay next to you.”

"Um, we've already made a reservation..."

Before Zhou Yang could finish speaking, Chi Feng interrupted him directly: "Tsk, as expected of the base's number one back portal, it's already reserved so quickly. Why don't you reserve one for me too?"

Zhou Yang thought for a moment that it was better to be neighbors with someone she knew than with someone she didn't know, so she agreed and immediately held out her hand: "Bring me the meal fee and reservation fee together."

Chi Feng: "You've become so greedy for money now?! You used to be so generous!"

"Oh, even brothers need to keep clear accounts. Besides, I've been bitten by a snake once, and I'm still traumatized. Hurry up, stop dawdling, get the supplies out!"

Chi Feng gave him a resentful look, then turned and called Hua Juan down. Hua Juan threw several boxes of things on the ground with a "bang," including several cans of gasoline.

Zhou Yang glanced at the several large boxes of guns, ammunition, and gasoline, his eyes lighting up. He immediately and readily stored them into his spatial storage: "Okay, brother, don't worry, I'll book a room next door for you right away! We'll also cover all your meals during your stay in the shelter!"

Having received the assurance, Chi Feng left with a pout.

Zhou Yang immediately told Yan Fei about it and asked Yan Fei to call Gu Tianqi to reserve a three-bedroom apartment next to theirs. He also had Yan Fei give most of the guns and ammunition they had taken from Chi Feng to the army, keeping only a small portion for themselves.

Yan Fei glanced at them and was somewhat surprised: "These are all supplies used by the US military. How did he get them?"

Zhou Yang shrugged, indicating that he wasn't quite sure either: "Who cares where it came from, it's from the Americans anyway."

Yan Fei thought about it and agreed, so he didn't pursue the matter further.

He immediately called his uncle and asked him to send someone to pick up the weapons.

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The temperature continued to rise, reaching around 45 degrees Celsius in just two days.

Fortunately, the food preparations are almost complete. Even if we do nothing and just use what's available in the space, it will be enough for everyone to eat for several months.

In addition, Zhou Yang already has something ready-made in his space, so even if he stays underground for a year or two, it won't be a problem.

So, after calculating that the extreme heat might arrive in just a few days, Zhou Yang suggested moving to the underground shelter ahead of time.

"Let's go down and find a location first, and then get used to underground living. If there's anything about the house that's not suitable, we can make timely modifications."

"Okay. But shouldn't we go to the military headquarters to get the key first? Otherwise, how will we get in?"

Yan Fei thought for a moment and said, "There should be someone guarding the entrance. Let's go down and take a look first. If we can't get in, we'll go ask my uncle."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

So, as the sun set in the evening, the group went directly to the underground parking lot.

Because of the hot weather, starting yesterday, the survivors who originally lived in the square were moved to the underground parking lot.

After passing through the crowd, the group quickly arrived at the entrance to the underground shelter, where, as expected, several armed soldiers were guarding it.

To avoid causing unnecessary trouble, not everyone went over; instead, Yan Fei went over first to inquire.

A few minutes later, Yan Fei returned.

“They only have the key to the entrance; we’ll have to ask my uncle for the key to the house downstairs. Why don’t you wait here for me for a bit, I’ll be right back.”

No one has an opinion.

Zhou Yang thought for a moment and then added, "Yan Fei, why don't you also take the keys to Chi Feng and the others next door while you're at it?"

“Okay.” Yan Fei nodded and drove the car that Zhou Yang had retrieved to the military headquarters.

After Yan Fei left, Zhou Yang brought out a large straw mat and several fans. Everyone sat down on the ground, fanning themselves and chatting.

This time, Yan Fei returned more than twenty minutes later, carrying three sets of keys.

The group then went to the entrance of the underground shelter, and under the watchful eyes and murmurs of the other survivors, they went down directly.

As soon as I went in, I could clearly feel the temperature drop by several degrees, and I felt much more comfortable.

Since it was only built a couple of days ago, there's still a musty smell underground, but it's not to the point where it's hard to breathe, so it's not a big problem.

It was pitch black underground, with only a few scattered lights shining, barely enough to see anything.

As far as the eye can see, there are rows of houses that are connected and the same size, and each house has a number on its door.

There are narrow alleys with a spacing of 1.5 meters between each row as passageways, and on the other side are larger, dormitory-like houses, presumably used to house ordinary survivors who cannot afford to rent individual rooms.

At the entrance in the middle, there is a small plaza with a sign that reads "Public Health Area" and "Public Kitchen," pointing in two directions from the shelter.