Reborn in the Apocalypse: A Commoner's Survival Log

Zhou Yang was woken up by the cold. He felt short of breath, his head was throbbing, and he had no strength. He touched his forehead and found that he had caught a cold and had a slight fever. His throat also seemed to be inflamed and was a little sore.

He took out a few cold medicines and anti-inflammatory drugs from his storage space and swallowed them together. After resting for a while, he finally got out of bed.

I picked up my phone from the ground, checked the time, and realized that only 20 hours had passed, less than a day.

He actually woke up early.

According to his past life, shouldn't he have been in a coma for two days?

Zhou Yang didn't understand the reason either.

After changing into thicker clothes and removing the wardrobe blocking the door, Zhou Yang walked out of the room.

As soon as I entered the living room, I saw Pea curled up asleep in her cage. Nothing seemed to have changed yet; it looks like we'll have to wait until she wakes up to see what's going on.

After a day of hunger, her stomach was completely empty. However, after catching a cold and having a fever, she had a poor appetite and little desire to eat. But for the sake of her health, Zhou Yang still took out a bowl of vegetable porridge from her space and forced herself to finish it.

Then he lay down on the sofa, took out his computer to check the details online, and found that the latest messages were all from about half an hour before he lost consciousness, and there were no more messages after that.

It seems that he did fall into a coma later than everyone else; everyone else is probably still unconscious, but he woke up earlier.

Could it be that the previous renovations made the space too airtight, so less fog got in, which is why he fell asleep later and woke up earlier than in his previous life?

Zhou Yang couldn't figure out what was going on no matter how much he thought about it, and he was too lazy to dwell on it. Thinking too much would make him go bald; surviving was the priority.

Thinking that the chickens, ducks, and geese in the space must have laid another batch of eggs, I should collect them.

Abandoning her computer, Zhou Yang flashed into her spatial dimension.

As soon as I entered, I noticed that the space was different from usual.

The space seemed a little larger, though not very noticeably, but he could still sense it. Moreover, the fog on the hill had dissipated somewhat, and he could now walk to the halfway point, where a small well had appeared, gushing forth clear spring water.

I bent down and took a sip; the spring water was clear, sweet, and made me feel incredibly refreshed.

Even more miraculously, my throat stopped hurting immediately, my cold symptoms were greatly reduced, and I no longer felt weak all over. Only my nose was still a little stuffy.

Zhou Yang was overjoyed and immediately gulped down several more mouthfuls.

They only stopped drinking when their stomachs were full and their colds were completely gone.

This spring water seems to be something special! I wonder if it has any other magical properties besides curing colds.

Thinking about it, Zhou Yang carried a bucket of spring water and poured some into the water basins of the poultry and livestock.

Let's check back in time to see if there are any changes in these poultry and livestock.

After collecting all the eggs, Zhou Yang left the space.

Full of energy, he finally had the mind to go to the balcony to check his surroundings.

It was dusk outside, and the thick fog made it all very dark. However, the fog was much thinner than it had been before he lost consciousness, and visibility was only a few dozen meters. At least he could make out the general outlines of the buildings across the street.

Because the house was so well soundproofed, Zhou Yang couldn't hear anything outside if he didn't open the windows. But if he opened the windows, he was worried that the virus in the fog outside would seep into the house in large quantities.

After much deliberation, I finally decided to take a gamble.

If you don't enter a tiger's den, you can't get a tiger's son.

Zhou Yang opened the lock valve on the window. At first, he only opened it a crack and didn't feel anything unusual, so he boldly opened it a little more.

Listening closely, there was no sound outside except for the occasional rustling of wind through the branches and the sound of leaves falling to the ground.

It was so quiet, so quiet that there wasn't even a single bird chirping or insect buzzing.

Zhou Yang paused for a moment. Although he had expected it, experiencing this feeling of utter silence firsthand was still quite unpleasant.

Closing the window, Zhou Yang pondered his next plan. Having woken up early, he couldn't let such a good opportunity to gather supplies slip by. All living things outside were asleep; it was the safest time.

He took out paper and pen and wrote down the key places he wanted to visit.

I need to visit the city center, hospitals, and suburban industrial parks, as these are the places with the highest foot traffic. The city center has a high concentration of shopping malls, commercial streets, and residential areas, making it densely populated. Hospitals have a large number of patients and medical staff, while industrial parks have a large number of manufacturing factories and workers.

Once all living beings awaken and the apocalypse truly begins, these places will become the most dangerous areas, making it difficult to gather supplies.

Time was limited, so he planned to go out tonight and return tomorrow night. As for sleeping, he could just go into his spatial dimension.

However, before leaving, he needed to appease his hunger. The bowl of porridge he had drunk earlier hadn't filled him up at all, and not long after, he was starving again.

Now that he had the energy, he didn't plan to use up the supplies in his space. He took out the food from the refrigerator and started cooking.

First, I cooked myself a pot of rice, then steamed a small yellow croaker. Next, I took out some celery and beef and made a plate of stir-fried celery and beef. Finally, feeling that it wasn't substantial enough, I also made a plate of stir-fried cabbage with pork cracklings.

By the time you finish cooking the vegetables, the rice should be almost ready. Take out the steamed yellow croaker, drizzle with a little soy sauce and sesame oil, sprinkle with chopped green onions, and pour hot oil over it. A plate of fragrant yellow croaker with scallion oil is ready.

Zhou Yang quickly scooped up a bowl of white rice and couldn't wait to start eating.

Whether it was because he had been starving for too long and his appetite had increased, or the blessing of the spatial spring water, Zhou Yang finished off several dishes and half a pot of rice in one go. After he finished eating and came to his senses, he was stunned by his own eating.

Zhou Yang felt that it was probably a combination of both.

After letting out a burp, Zhou Yang patted his round belly, put the pots and pans into the dishwasher, rested for a while, and then began to prepare his gear for going out.

Waterproof jacket, work pants, hiking boots, night vision goggles, medical protective mask, flashlight, mechanical waterproof watch...

Everyone was dressed neatly.

Before leaving, he checked on Pea again and, seeing that it still showed no signs of waking up, added a little more dog food to its bowl before turning and walking toward the door.

Zhou Yang didn't rush to open the door. Instead, he checked his equipment again before carefully opening all three doors.

The passageway by the entrance was also foggy, but it didn't affect visibility much.

After closing the door, Zhou Yang stood outside for a while until he was sure that the fog had no effect on him before he felt relieved.

He took the elevator directly to the underground parking garage, found his parking space, and drove off.

As the car drove through the residential area, Zhou Yang could more directly feel the loneliness of being the only living person in the world.

Inside the security booth at the entrance of the residential compound, a security guard was slumped over a table, still fast asleep.

Fortunately, the entrance and exit gates of this community are all automatic license plate recognition gates, so it does not affect Zhou Yang's ability to go out at all.

Zhou Yang headed straight for the city center after leaving the residential area.