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

It was a very simple interface, just like in the screenshot, with a login portal. She clicked on it and looked at it, but she didn't register a fixed ID. She directly chose the anonymous identity and looked around the homepage.

It's really... varied.

The transactions pinned to the top are all official accounts, and all entries are highlighted in red with golden light shining around them, making them particularly conspicuous.

She glanced around and saw that there were transactions in food, fuel, other production materials, and even weapons.

Speaking of which, when she was reading the document just now, she learned that Goldfinger holders could not trade some types of weapons through this platform, but now it seems that they can obviously trade with the official.

Below the top were all gold-finger holders. To be honest, she knew she was not the only one, but now at first glance, there were actually quite a few, which at least created a lively atmosphere.

I took a look around and saw that everyone's needs were really diverse. Some wanted to eat fruit, and they also named what kind of fruit they wanted. Similarly, they also asked what kind of food they wanted to eat. It can be seen that the child is really greedy.

There are also people who want to watch TV series and beg if there is a hard drive with the resources of a certain TV series or movie; there are also people who want books, clothes, and all kinds of things...

For each transaction request, you can intuitively see the requirements put forward by the other party. If you expand further, you can view the detailed content. She clicked on a few and found that everyone seemed to be in good spirits.

Just, some people are obviously surfing the Internet before the apocalypse, and their words are quite lively, and there are also some popular words that are stuck in the pre-apocalypse.

It can be seen that at least the quality of life of these people should be good, and they can speak in a relatively relaxed and humorous tone.

This made her involuntarily think of people without golden fingers. What would everyone's life be like living in such an official base? It shouldn't be too bad, right?

Infected by the forum-like atmosphere, her own mentality improved a lot, and she randomly unfolded some requests to take a closer look.

Generally speaking, in each transaction request, there can only be one type of required item, but many items can be listed for exchange so that others can choose.

She just looked at it, and there were all kinds of things in exchange. The most interesting thing she saw was that someone promised to draw, write, or write articles for the other person.

Just, it really made her dream about going back to the end of the world.

She also tried to create a new request herself, and the interface for filling out the order was not complicated, including three parts: required items, trading chips, and notes.

Generally, the "Remarks" section is where everyone can speak freely. She just looked at a lot of orders and found that someone used this section as a chat board to chat across servers.

Well, why doesn't it count as shouting from afar?

She didn't want anything, so she closed the blank order and then picked an order for a certain variety of strawberries.

It clearly states what kind of strawberries the other party wants, how many they need, and what materials can be exchanged.

She glanced at the densely packed items and found that there was no food in this person's trading chips, but there were all kinds of other things.

She thought thoughtfully, in this case...does this person's space not allow food to be stored?

Otherwise, judging from this person's desire for strawberries and his requirements for varieties, he must be someone who pursues food. If he could stock up on space, he wouldn't have asked for help here.

However, it does not rule out the possibility that the other party's stockpile has been exhausted.

She thought for a while and then checked with the system again whether trading on this platform would expose her information. After getting a reassuring answer, she tried to conduct this transaction.

There was no way, she was curious.

After choosing to accept the order, the platform reminded her to submit the transaction items to the "storage compartment". She used her mind to move the fruit from the fruit shop in a novel way. After a short test, she got a passing result.

Then, she can choose the materials to be exchanged from the other party's long list of trading chips.

She lacked nothing, so she chose a book with (marked by handwriting and underlining) on ​​the back. She thought it was interesting to look at this kind of "second-hand book".

The transaction was quickly completed, and the strawberries she prepared disappeared from the storage compartment, replaced by the book.

She took it out and flipped through it curiously. It was indeed a book that someone else had read. There were many large wavy underlines and some side annotations. It could be seen that this person's handwriting was very wild.

interesting.

After she was probably familiar with the process, she went to check the official requirements. For necessary information such as food and fuel, the officials exchanged information on a long-term basis.

Food is not a problem for her. She selected potatoes and sweet potatoes grown directly in the space and some fruits and vegetables to trade, in exchange for some small things that were not painful or itchy.

She also tried to trade with unprocessed rice and wheat produced by the space farm. It worked, but the quantity required her to provide more.

She finally tried ready-made rice noodles copied from the supermarket, and fuel exchanged with gold fingers. She tried them separately and found that they could be exchanged with the official, but they had a 30-day usage limit.

Indeed, the system once told her that if these replicas leave the space and are not used by herself, they can only exist for a maximum of 30 days.

At this moment she knew that this rule still applied, and that the "space" referred to was limited to her own space, and other golden finger spaces could not be delayed.

After roughly figuring out the situation, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and continued to drive forward cautiously.

She didn't go far when she saw a bright light appearing in the distance in the thick ink-like darkness. She understood immediately that that was the official evacuation base.

Driving a little further, you can even see the road clearly. Not only inside the base, but also outside, cables have been pulled and lights have been erected.

She stopped the car in time and quietly disappeared into the darkness on the side of the road.

She was still hesitant before, but after receiving the document and logging into the barter platform, she gave up the idea of ​​entering the base and only planned to station nearby.

When she's bored, she logs on to the platform, looks at everyone's trading orders and the "notes" section of the game, and exchanges some supplies. This can fully satisfy her need for "popularity."

Putting her hands on the steering wheel, she glanced at the warm light ahead through the car window again, and returned to the space with the car and people, marking this place as a new entry point.

She didn't know how long the polar night would last, nor when or even if the apocalypse would end.

But so what, look, isn't it bright over there?

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There is also a small postscript (because I can’t write another chapter if it is less than a thousand words, so I will post it here directly):

Finish spreading flowers!

I have finished writing my first book. It is the first time I have tried to write such a long book, 70 words. Personally, I am very satisfied!

The tone is relatively casual, the plot is not complicated, and the outline is easy to lay out, so I wrote it down easily.

Everything I wanted to write was written, everything I wrote was what I wanted to write, and everything I wanted to express was in place, and it was in line with my expectations.

……

I got a good score of 100 points in the continuous challenge. Let’s try the next book too!

Except for one day, there was a problem with the scheduled release that was set up, so there was no update that day, so I urgently posted a request for leave and made up for it the next day.

……

Well, I really cut myself off because I was stabbed in the back by some apocalyptic articles that read "Lie down" in the title description...

I just want to see what’s wrong with lying down, eating, drinking and having fun in daily life in the last days!

So I cooked with tears in my eyes, even if I fed a fellow cook, I would be very happy, hehe.

Thank you for all your support, messages, likes, ratings, reminders, and gifts...

I hope to see you all again in the next book, although it may take some time...

Friends who see this, happy reading, and I wish you all a happy life. Goodbye!