Reborn in the Apocalypse: A Commoner's Survival Log

Although the power was out, thankfully the water supply was still running.

Zhou Yang, having nothing to do after waking up, took advantage of the water supply and filled all the empty water buckets he had previously stored in his space.

Although the largest of these buckets was only 20 liters, they still contained a total of over ten tons. Fortunately, no one from the water department was checking the water meters anymore, otherwise the police would probably be knocking on Zhou Yang's door by now.

After breakfast, Zhou Yang checked the number of posts on the forum while taking out his tablet and logging onto a blog he hadn't visited in a long time.

Besides the various horrific scenes of apocalyptic zombies online, there have recently been many videos and photos of people sweating profusely every day and food rotting in large quantities after power outages.

Many homes have also been infested with insects, especially those on lower floors. Their homes have been relentlessly invaded by rats, cockroaches, ants, flies, and mosquitoes that are larger than those before the apocalypse. Many people have been bitten so badly that their bodies are covered in welts, a truly pitiful sight.

Upon seeing the information about the insect infestation, Zhou Yang realized that he had forgotten to remind Shen Zechuan and the others to be careful of the insects, and hurriedly called them.

On the other side, Shen Zechuan, who was just about to fall asleep, received a phone call and hurriedly sat up.

"Zhou Yang, what's wrong?!"

"Oh, I just saw online that many low-income residents have had a lot of big bugs in their homes, and many of them are biting. How is it where you are? Do you need me to send some insecticide over?"

"Hmm, no need. There was a bug infestation before, but we went to get some insecticide last night and did some pest control overnight, so it should be fine. We also sealed off any places where bugs might get in with sealing strips, tape, and wire mesh. We still have some of these left; do you need to take them to seal up your area as well?"

Shen Zechuan now suffers from trypophobia whenever he recalls the scene of dealing with a huge swarm of ants and flies last night.

“I don’t need it. The renovation was done quite well, so there are no bugs at all. By the way, you just got back last night. Did you install your solar panels beforehand? The power was already out when I woke up in the middle of the night last night.”

"We didn't have time to deal with it before. We temporarily connected the diesel generator last night, and we'll figure out how to use solar panels to generate electricity tonight."

"I'll come over tonight and help you take a look. I've learned some things before."

"Row."

"Then you should rest first."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yang recalled the parts he had picked up from the photovoltaic factory last time. It seemed that he had all the main parts, except for the cable. However, it wasn't a big problem, as he had plenty of cables in his storage space.

They continued filling the buckets until noon, and then Zhou Yang stored them all in his spatial storage.

This is just ordinary tap water. Zhou Yang doesn't plan to drink it directly, but it's fine for daily use.

I was steaming a pot of rice for myself and Pea, and I was wondering what meat dish to make when I suddenly remembered that I had two mutated chickens in my space.

Zhou Yang's eyes lit up immediately, and he took it out of his spatial storage.

Because the mutant chicken was very large, he only took one and saved the other for later.

They boiled water to scald the hair, plucked it, removed the skin from the feet, and finally dismembered it into several large pieces.

Even the chicken giblets inside the chicken's belly weren't wasted; Zhou Yang cleaned them out, filling a whole basin.

It's a pity that all the chicken blood was used up early in the morning, otherwise we could have collected several bowls of chicken blood and made chicken blood soup, which would have been a delicious dish.

It took Zhou Yang more than an hour to finish a whole chicken, and he had to boil several kettles of water just to scald the feathers.

Half of the chicken was used to make chicken soup, and the other half was used to make stir-fried chicken. The two chicken legs were deboned and made into Kung Pao chicken, while the chicken wings were chopped into small pieces, coated with batter, and made into fried chicken. Because there was a lot of it, he divided each item into several portions and stored them in his space. He also planned to send a portion to Shen Zechuan and the others that evening.

As for the chicken giblets, he boiled them with cooking wine and salt, then took them out and temporarily put them in his space. He could use them to make chicken giblet soup or stir-fry them next time.

Finally, he set aside a large piece of chicken breast and used it in his biggest pot to make a dog meal for Pea, along with rice and vegetables.

Pea has grown a bit more recently; she's almost as tall as him now when she stands flat on the ground. The amount of food cooked in a regular pot isn't enough for her anymore, so he switched to the biggest pot he has, and it's just the right size for her now.

But he estimated that Pea would grow even taller. If one day it grew as tall as a one-story building, he, as its old father, wouldn't be able to afford to feed it anymore. At that point, Pea would have to go out hunting for its own food, and dog food and dog treats would only be snacks.

After preparing a table full of mutated chicken, Zhou Yang also stir-fried some vegetables and mushrooms, and dry-fried green beans.

One bite of the big chicken leg meat, it's so tender, fragrant and smooth, it's absolutely delicious.

After eating, I still felt warm all over, which means the mutated chicken contained a lot of energy. Unfortunately, I didn't have any special abilities to absorb it.

After eating only a few pieces, Zhou Yang felt a little full. Reluctantly, he put away his chopsticks, which he had been holding onto for meat, and turned to the two vegetarian dishes. He finished a bowl of rice with the vegetarian dishes and finally forced himself to drink half a bowl of chicken soup.

I've reached my limit; even moving is painful.

It's so hard being an ordinary person without any superpowers. I have so much mutated chicken, but I can only eat a few bites.

This is only because I had the blessing of the spring water. If I had the body from my previous life, I probably would have been full after eating just two pieces of meat.

Ugh……

The last table of mutated chicken, except for the spicy Kung Pao chicken, all ended up in Wandou's stomach. It was gone in a few big bites, and she didn't seem full at all, which made Zhou Yang extremely envious.

The vegetables on the balcony are growing very well now, and they are basically ready to be harvested and eaten.

So in the afternoon, Zhou Yang took several vegetable baskets and started harvesting vegetables on the balcony.

I bought two baskets of lettuce, a basket of tomatoes of all sizes, and another basket of green and red bell peppers and small radishes. I also bought a variety of other vegetables, including Malabar spinach, celery, bean sprouts, scallions, chili peppers, and lemons.

Then, several vegetable pots that could no longer produce were cleared out, and new vegetables were planted in them.

The small red radish slots have been replaced with large white radishes, the pea sprouts with garland chrysanthemum, the small red chilies with kumquats, and the celery with cilantro. As for the other vegetables, which can still be harvested, they haven't been touched for now.

He set aside some for Shen Zechuan and the others to take over that night, and stored the rest in his spatial storage as usual.

Time flew by and it was already evening.

Zhou Yang didn't leave until the sun went down. He actually wanted Pea to guard the house, but it refused, so he had no choice but to take it with him.

As soon as you open the door, a wave of heat hits you, and even though it's night, the temperature doesn't drop quickly.

A temperature difference of more than ten degrees Celsius can feel suffocating, even with Zhou Yang's air conditioner set to 30 degrees Celsius, where the temperature difference is relatively small.

With the power outage, the elevator naturally became unusable.

Zhou Yang and Wandou could only climb down the stairs.

The elevator usually takes only ten seconds to go down, but today it took more than ten minutes. And that was going down, which was relatively easy; climbing back up would take even longer.

Fortunately, Zhou Yang had been exercising and drinking spring water during this period, which greatly improved his physical condition; otherwise, he really wouldn't have been able to handle it.

When the man and his dog arrived outside Shen Zechuan's villa, it was still dark inside. The only indication that someone was inside was the noise from the diesel generator.

Zhou Yang had come over at night before. Since they had been going out at night and sleeping during the day, Shen Zechuan was worried that no one would open the door for him, so he gave him a spare key to the gate and the password to the villa door.

So Zhou Yang didn't knock or call anyone; he just opened the door and went in.