In the apocalypse of natural disasters, she has a universal APP

In addition, she thought of the previous natural disasters.

High temperatures were accompanied by water and power outages and disconnections, and heavy rains made it difficult to travel. The subsequent extreme cold made the situation worse, and strong winds completely destroyed buildings and shelters;

Heavy rains and high temperatures overlap, extreme cold adds blizzards, and strong winds overlap with extreme cold. The overlap is not only in the invisible temperature, but also in entities like ice and snow that can be used as weapons.

Even the first four items with such easy-to-understand names for the natural disaster stage have their own complexities. How complicated is the polar night stage whose duration cannot be predicted?

As she thought about random things, her mood gradually calmed down from the initial surprise and anxiety.

Complex... no matter how complicated it is, she is in space anyway; I don't know how long it will be dark, but on her site, a sun can be hung at any time.

Regarding the unknown disaster, she didn't know anything at the moment, so she suppressed her racing thoughts and stopped worrying about internal friction.

No matter what happens outside, doesn't she still live her own life? If there are no difficulties and obstacles, then there is no need to add sorrow and trouble to yourself.

After wasting some morning time in front of the window, she turned and went to the bathroom to wash up briefly, drank another glass of warm water, then changed clothes and started doing morning exercises.

She went for a jog in the park - even though it was set to winter, she would still adjust the temperature to a suitable range when she went out in person.

Otherwise, it would be too cowardly to stay on your own territory and risk catching a cold.

After the morning exercise, I "passed by" the convenience store downstairs on the way home and bought some snacks and drinks to take home to "replenish" the snack cabinet that has been consumed in the past few days.

She has been doing this more and more smoothly recently. Apart from not having to actually walk between these locations, it is also very close to her daily life before the apocalypse.

When I get home, I take a quick shower to wash away the sweat from my morning exercise. I wear comfortable pure cotton home clothes and go to the restaurant to have breakfast.

The weather is cold, so have a bowl of warm wontons and an egg-filled pancake.

This egg-filled pancake was bought from a small store with good reviews. It was different from the round pancake she usually ate by digging holes in it and putting eggs in it. It was square in shape.

Roll a piece of dough into a long rectangle, put it in a pan and fry it until both sides are cooked, spread an egg on half of it, brush it with sauce after it is cooked, and then add various ingredients.

Lettuce, shredded potatoes, tenderloin, hot dog sausages, cheese, crab sticks, chicken fillets... you have it all. After adding the ingredients, flip the other half of the dough over and it's done.

It's easy to lose the ingredients when eating this thing, but it tastes really good. She chose a luxurious pie with meat and eggs, and she couldn't even notice the crumbs of the pie crust stuck to her chin when she ate it.

After finishing breakfast with the delicious wontons, she burped with satisfaction and started wandering around in this house that she had not lived in for a few days.

Even though she decorated it herself, she still took a joyful turn every day during the few days she stayed here.

In fact, the colors and decorations here are explosive and very exciting. Every time I look at it, there is a novel feeling, which she likes very much.

She also thought that the usual shopping for furniture and decorations could be carried out all the time, and she could exchange whatever suitable ones she found and replace them at any time.

For a home with a strong style like this, even if you only change one or two items, the entire change will be obvious.

A small change can bring you a new home-like experience, which is a great deal.

After eating for a while, I went to do some morning reading again.

She strictly abides by the reading schedule she has set for herself, so that she can ensure that she will finish reading this set of books on the last day of the year and satisfy her obsessive-compulsive disorder.

She has been writing on copybooks for a long time, and the more she writes, the more she feels it. Recently, when she was shopping in the department store area where Space is stocking up on goods, she saw a soft-tipped calligraphy pen in the stationery section, so she gave it a try.

Although she has always drawn hard-pen calligraphy, she has never written with calligraphy - she also used a serious calligraphy pen to write large characters in interest classes when she was a child.

And, anyway, writing, soft pen and hard pen are different, but they are not two completely different subjects, they are still similar.

She tried to write a few words on her own. Although the writing was very artificial, she thought the effect was okay.

Anyway, I don’t dislike myself, it’s just fun to write.

She was writing casually and then remembered the wall calendar she had chosen for a single house in the suburbs, where there was a place reserved for writing.

When she originally picked it, she didn't pay too much attention to it, and she didn't really think about writing anything on it. She just chose it based on the suitable style.

But now I feel like I can really take a pen and write anything on it, just copy a line of poetry, and the atmosphere will come out, right?

Her thoughts stopped in time, and she stopped thinking about this and quickly completed the entire morning reading session. He stretched his waist and involuntarily opened the visual window again.

As the first day of the new disaster apocalypse, she paid close attention.

Not a few hours have passed since the observation when I first got up. Looking at it now, it is still the same. There is no change except that the sky is brighter.

She thought about the extreme night natural disaster, that is, darkness. Looking at the current situation of normal sunrise, she didn't know what the opportunity would be to achieve long-term darkness.

...It can't be that something happened to the sun.

She was speechless by her guess, but then she thought a little solemnly - the system had just talked about the complexity of the polar night.

...Probably not. If something happens to the sun, then this stage should not be simply called "polar night", but directly destroyed.

It's just that the situation is complicated, but it's not a desperate situation. It won't be, and it shouldn't be.

After ruling out this rather outrageous guess, she relaxed her brows slightly, wondering whether the polar night would come slowly or suddenly.

Moreover, if it becomes completely dark and there is no longer dawn, it means that for the creatures on the planet, there will no longer be sunrises and sunsets, and many activities will be affected.

Perhaps officials need to worry about plantings and electricity supplies, and the temperatures destined to drop again after losing the sunshine.

Thinking about it, she clicked her tongue.

Except for the initial high temperature period, the temperature dropped all the way during the two disasters of heavy rain and extreme cold. After the extreme cold ended, what was left was a low temperature of minus 90 degrees Celsius with strong winds.

The temperature continued to rise during the strong wind period, but it only lasted for sixty days. The temperature finally rose to 30 degrees above zero, which was a comfortable temperature for an environment that had been cold for a long time.

But I couldn’t bear it. This was a severe wind disaster. In the early stage, the wind force kept rising. During the first half of the thirty days, it was relatively stable. The highest winds reached level 8, which was not too serious.

But in the first half of the next thirty days, the wind force continued to escalate ruthlessly, reaching level 12. At this time, the high-rise buildings were already crumbling and in danger, and we didn't know how the official base made arrangements.

In the last half and fifteen days, the wind level suddenly rose to level 17, which was a real apocalyptic disaster scene.

In this situation, no matter how warm the temperature is, it is not something people can enjoy.