Reborn in the Apocalypse: A Commoner's Survival Log

Zhou Yang's Weibo post caused a huge uproar as soon as it was published.

This argument was even fiercer than before. Even with official intervention, deleting the Weibo posts had no effect.

Netizens have long since learned to take screenshots, save them, and forward them to each other. After all, the account owner's two previous warnings came true; didn't those who didn't believe them either lose their lives or their money?

Having learned from past mistakes, no one dares to gamble on this possibility.

This is the end of the world.

As a result, anxious netizens turned to offline activities.

In an instant, all shopping malls and supermarkets, big and small, were packed with people frantically buying supplies, carrying boxes and boxes of food and daily necessities home. Those who were more particular and had more money also bought a lot of advanced products, such as self-defense gear and outdoor equipment.

Of course, there are also many who don't believe it. These people keep criticizing others' post-apocalyptic hoarding behavior online, and even bring up the story of the elderly rushing to buy salt during the nuclear wastewater leak to mock those people.

Zhou Yang felt a sense of relief upon seeing numerous videos and messages on her phone of netizens purchasing supplies. She didn't bother with those who didn't believe her; after all, some people only realize their mistakes through personal experience.

Those who believe in him have stockpiled supplies and are more prepared for the apocalypse. At least their chances of survival are greater than in their previous life, and that's enough.

He also took advantage of this shopping frenzy and drove out to do some shopping. However, since he didn't lack staple foods and vegetables, he only bought fresh milk, yogurt, and fruits, which are not easy to store.

If these things aren't sold today, it will just be a waste when the apocalypse comes. It's such a pity.

Immediately afterwards, he went to the market and bought enough vegetables to last him for several days.

Zhou Yang returned home before 5 p.m.

The first thing to do is to cook a big meal for myself and Pea.

After a satisfying meal, it was already past 7 p.m. The fog outside was thicker than during the day, but visibility was still about a kilometer.

Zhou Yang rubbed his slightly full stomach and started strolling around the house to digest his food, while also checking all the doors and windows to make sure they were all closed and locked.

Then I took out a medium-sized dog cage from the space, placed it in the living room, and put all of Pea's things inside.

Pea watched anxiously as her doghouse and food bowl were put into the cage, and kept scratching at Zhou Yang's trouser leg.

"Don't make a fuss, I didn't throw it away for you, what's the rush?" Zhou Yang turned around, stroked Pea's head, then grabbed it by the scruff of its neck and put it in the cage.

"Hey, starting tonight you'll be staying in this cage for now. I'll come see you again when you wake up, understand? You absolutely have to hold on and not turn into a zombie dog, or I'll have to stab you and then collect your corpse."

Zhou Yang patted Wandou's little head, added some more dog food to the bowl, and then closed the cage door.

Remembering that some netizens' dogs could open the door by themselves, I added a small lock just to be on the safe side before turning around and leaving, completely ignoring Pea's barking and scratching at the door behind me.

Pea kept whimpering and scratching at the cage. After trying for a long time, it was ignored by its owner. Finally, it sadly lay back in its nest, resting its little head on its two front paws and looking pitifully at its owner's back.

Zhou Yang walked onto the balcony and looked around. The entire community was quiet. Few of the buildings had their lights on, and occasionally people could be seen walking around below.

I looked at my watch; it was almost 8 o'clock.

Zhou Yang closed the curtains and lights on the balcony and in the living room, then went straight back to her room.

When I came out after taking a shower, the fog outside was already very thick. I could only vaguely see the outline of the building in front of me, and the visibility was estimated to be less than 100 meters.

Zhou Yang changed into her pajamas, turned around and locked the door, and even took a cabinet from her spatial storage to block the door.

Although the pea is already locked in the cage, if it turns into a zombie, the cage might not be able to hold it in. It could even break down the door. So, to be on the safe side, it's safer to lock it and block the door.

In just a short while, the fog outside became even thicker, and the buildings across the street could no longer be seen.

In the living room, Pea suddenly became very restless, arching her back and staring intently at the direction of the balcony, growling several times as if something terrible was about to come in.

Zhou Yang, who was in the room, also heard Pea's cries, but he didn't go out to see what was happening. He knew that Pea must have sensed the impending doom of the world.

Not daring to delay any longer, Zhou Yang quickly drew the curtains in the room, lay down on the bed, and wrapped herself tightly in the blanket.

Then, looking at the pitch-black house, they quietly awaited the arrival of the apocalypse.

It was 9 p.m. at night.

Suddenly, the sound of wind began to rise outside.

A strong wind suddenly blew in from nowhere, making the trees rustle and crackle. But the fog didn't blow away at all; instead, it grew thicker and thicker.

If you are outdoors, even if you are standing face to face less than half a meter apart, you can't see each other's faces clearly. It's so dark you can't see your own hand in front of your face.

Those who remained outside were the first to collapse and fall into a deep sleep.

Then wisps of mist seeped into the house little by little through the gaps in the doors and windows.

One by one, the people inside the house began to collapse.

Zhou Yang was stunned when he heard the sound of wind. He didn't remember there being any wind in his previous life. Could this be the butterfly effect of his rebirth?

After waiting for a while longer, the wind subsided a bit, and Zhou Yang still didn't feel like she was about to fall asleep. She got impatient and had no choice but to get up again and pull back the curtains to check on the outside.

Nothing could be seen outside anymore, only a thick fog.

Just as I was about to take out my phone to check what was happening online, I opened a webpage, and before I could even read the content, a wave of dizziness suddenly washed over me.

It felt exactly the same as the feeling I had before falling into a deep sleep in my previous life.

Hey!

She couldn't have fainted earlier or later, but she had to faint when he wasn't in bed!

Zhou Yang couldn't care less about anything else now. She threw down her phone and ran towards the bed, throwing herself onto it. Just as she was about to grab the blanket to cover herself, she passed out.

Before passing out, the only thought in Zhou Yang's mind was: I've never been killed by anyone or bitten by a zombie in my life, and now I'm going to freeze to death?