In a frigid apocalypse, I went on a shopping spree with the reborn.

With Jiang Qingyan as her little helper, Jiang Qingyue's life is more fulfilling than before.

Every day, I make different kinds of delicious food for Jiang Qingyan. After breakfast, Jiang Qingyan goes out to gnaw on trees. Because of its small size, it is very difficult to move it.

Jiang Qingyue let it finish gnawing on the tree and left it in the woods, then went to retrieve it from the woods at night.

Jiang Qingyue herself was not idle either; she spent almost all her time expanding the shelter.

Large amounts of soil were moved out, and large amounts of firewood were moved in.

In just a few days, the shelter, consisting of one person and one rabbit, had grown to nearly 300 square meters.

The newly expanded area was completely filled with firewood.

The evening of April 7.

Jiang Qingyue, carrying a bundle of thick rope, arrived in the woods just in time: "Yanbao, stop chewing, it's time to eat."

With a snap, a large tree fell to the ground, and Jiang Qingyan nimbly jumped away from the wood chips.

"Chirp chirp"

Taking a moment to respond to Jiang Qingyue, he quickly gnawed the fallen tree into several pieces.

Jiang Qingyue deftly used rope to tie up the wood, first gathering a pile of wood, tying it up and knotting it, then tying up another pile after a short interval, and knotting it again...

This was something she figured out after working with Yan Bao for the past few days. This one big rope could hold all the firewood that Jiang Qingyan had eaten in a day, and they could drag it all the way back to the shelter at once. It couldn't be more convenient.

Just as Jiang Qingyan dragged over the last few logs, Jiang Qingyue finished tightening the last bundle.

Without her saying anything, Jiang Qingyan kicked off with her rabbit legs and leaped onto her shoulder, her two front paws holding her short, stubble-like hair.

It kept making "chirp chirp chirp" noises.

It was talking at too long, and Jiang Qingyue couldn't understand what it was calling out.

However, her main selling point is that she can't understand a word she says, but she responds to every single one.

Jiang Qingyan: "Chirp chirp chirp." (What are we having for dinner tonight? Are there any more round meatballs?)

Jiang Qingyue: "Don't worry, I'm not tired. With my current strength, dragging this firewood will be a piece of cake."

Jiang Qingyan: "Chirp chirp chirp chirp." (My tail tip is all dirty, can I take a bath tonight?)

Jiang Qingyue: "I'll show you an animated film later. I downloaded it before. There's a rabbit in it named Shao Bao Gu."

"..."

The man and the rabbit returned to the shelter. Jiang Qingyan went straight to the freezer section and dragged out a bag of its favorite beef meatballs.

After Jiang Qingyue neatly arranged all the firewood, the gluttonous rabbit took a small bowl, poured out three meatballs, and put the rest back in the freezer.

Seeing Jiang Qingyue approach, it quickly pushed the small bowl in front of her.

"Okay, okay, I'll cook it for you right now."

Tonight's dinner is rice and a Sichuan-style spicy chicken. Jiang Qingyan doesn't like spicy food, so Jiang Qingyue specially made two different flavors for her.

One serving had extra chili peppers; it was hers.

One serving was placed in a small bowl; it had no chili peppers but extra vinegar, and it was prepared by Jiang Qingyan.

It also eats rice and ginger, but it has to be shaped into balls by hand before it will eat it.

Jiang Qingyue put three beef balls in a pot to cook. She took a small bowl, washed her hands, scooped out half a bowl of rice, and then shaped the rice into five small balls.

It was placed next to a small bowl of non-spicy Sichuan-style chicken.

Once the three beef balls were cooked, Jiang Qingyue brought the rice cooker directly to her.

Now that her appetite is getting bigger and bigger, she eats directly from the pot, which saves her from washing one more bowl and the hassle of serving rice multiple times.

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp." Jiang Qingyan sat in front of her rice bowl, already impatient.

It wasn't until Jiang Qingyue said, "Dinner is served."

It plunged its head into its rice bowl and ate its favorite beef ball to whet its appetite.

It then held a small rice ball with its paws, busily nibbled on it with its little mouth, licked the broth from the Sichuan-style chicken for a change of taste, and then ate another rice ball.

Jiang Qingyue has figured out its taste in the past few days.

Yanbao loves beef balls, likes sour food, dislikes spicy food, and doesn't like snacks.

She tried bread, chocolate, and other things, but the little one didn't like any of them.

They may still be in their cub stage, and they love to sleep, especially after they've eaten and drunk their fill, their eyelids start to droop.

For example, right now, after finishing the beef balls, rice balls, and a small bowl of Sichuan-style chicken, my head went limp and I fell asleep right there in my rice bowl.

"That little rascal sleeps so well, he can fall asleep anytime, anywhere." Jiang Qingyue said, both amused and exasperated.

I poured some warm water, soaked it in Jiang Qingyan's special little towel, wrung it out until it was half dry, and then gently picked the little guy up from his rice bowl, wiping his dirty paws and mouth.

Seeing that the tip of its tail was a little dirty, I stretched out its tail, which was tucked into a small ball, and wiped the tip of its tail clean with my hand.

Only then did I carry it to its little nest, cover it with a blanket, and the little guy slept soundly throughout the whole process.

After clearing away the dishes, Jiang Qingyue added some more firewood to the stove.

She no longer uses that tin stove, but instead uses the newly built hearth to keep the room warm, which also keeps Jiang Qingyan's small room cozy.

As for her, she doesn't need it. With her current physical condition, the temperature in the room is just right without a fire.

Jiang Qingyue lay down on the bed, took out a peanut candy and put it in her mouth, eating it while turning on her personal computer.

She's been living a very fulfilling life lately, and hasn't looked at her personal computer for several days now.

The first thing I opened was her personal profile.

Jiang Qingyue:

Health stat: 99/100

Satiety level: 112/100

Moisture content: 88/100

Overall Index: 2100+

Trading currency: 210

"The composite index has broken 2000."

Jiang Qingyue knew that the increase from just over 1000 to more than 2000 was thanks to Jiang Qingyan's joining.

Without this little guy, she hasn't actually made much progress recently. Her strength is the same as before, she hasn't obtained any other special items, and her trading currency hasn't increased much either.

The only thing she had in excess was firewood, but that little bit of firewood alone couldn't possibly double her overall index.

Today, the world channel was dominated by a group called "Love Under Heaven," so Jiang Qingyue didn't pay much attention to it.

The world channel and regional channels are no longer places where ordinary people can send messages.

The major powers have basically reached a tacit agreement: when one major power is dominating the news, the others will remain silent until that major power's dominating time has passed, and then the next one will follow.

The time slots have almost all been taken up by these major powers.

When an ordinary person posts a message, it gets instantly buried by the top of the search results.

Jiang Qingyue opened three more lists. She hadn't looked at them in a long time; today was the last day of July.

It's still early tonight, and I need to wait for the trading area to open at midnight so I can get in as soon as possible. So I still have a few hours.

Jiang Qingyue planned to check the changes in the major lists.

New Power Ranking:

First Place: Happiness Base, Team Leader Wang Dawei

Second place: Jiang Qingyue's Little Nest, Team Leader Jiang Qingyue

Third Place: Hope Base, Team Leader Huang Yali

Fourth place: Apocalypse Pioneer Team, Captain Hu He

……

Individual combat power rankings:

First place: Long Jiuxing, female, 18 years old, combat power 1333

Second place: Jiang Qingyue, female, 27 years old, combat power 908

Third place: Wang Dawei, male, 46 years old, combat power 800

Fourth place: Wang Defa, male, 33 years old, combat power value 125

……

Survival Index Ranking:

First place: Jiang Qingyue, survival index 1086

Second place: Wang Dawei, survival index 387

Third place: Huang Yali, survival index 211

Fourth place: Long Jiuxing, survival index 200

……

Looking at the changes in these three lists, Jiang Qingyue was very clear about her own changes.

The main change is the addition of Jiang Qingyan, which caused her survival index to skyrocket, exceeding 1,000.

She wasn't surprised that the combined earnings of the others didn't even equal hers.

Jiang Qingyue's little nest, this force had already been squeezed to the back, but now with the addition of Jiang Qingyan, although this force only has one person and one rabbit, both of them are extremely powerful.

In the eyes of the quantum computer, it is probably considered a major force, so its ranking as second is not too surprising.

What truly surprised her was Long Jiuxing.

This powerful figure has firmly held the top spot on the individual combat power ranking since the beginning of the apocalypse, and his combat power has been continuously increasing.

Strangely, such formidable combat power is absent from the other two lists, but this time it has made a rare appearance on the survival index list, though it only ranks fourth.

"That's puzzling. In other words, according to the quantum computer's assessment, Long Jiuxing's chances of survival are slim."

"But with such strong combat power, and it's steadily increasing, how could their chances of survival be slim?"

After struggling with the decision for a while and still not being able to figure it out, Jiang Qingyue simply stopped thinking about it.

People have consistently appeared on all three lists, while others have disappeared from them.

Currently, regardless of their circumstances, the top three on the three lists are Wang Dawei, Long Jiuxing, and Jiang Qingyue.

"Is Wang Dawei's growth rate a bit slow?" Jiang Qingyue thought back and realized that compared to the last ranking, Wang Dawei's various stats didn't seem to have increased much.

Although his combat power has reached 800, don't forget that Wang Dawei is a reborn person, and he has at least 8 people under his command.

Even if it wasn't intentionally designed, simply picking up the personal computers of the dead people in the Happiness Base would cause his various stats to skyrocket.

So this speed is actually a bit slow.

After reviewing the list, Jiang Qingyue got out of bed and found 10 more items to prepare, so that she could list them as quickly as possible when the trading area opened.

Then I went to buy seeds and various nutrients that plants need to grow.

As for special items, I looked at my pitiful 210 trading coins.

"I can't afford it."

"What should we stock?"

What we eat absolutely cannot be sold, especially meat.

After all, vegetables can be grown in a greenhouse, but there's no way to grow meat.

They buried themselves in selecting and choosing.

She now needs trading currency, and apart from obtaining it by chance, she can only rely on selling things in the trading area.

She already knew from last time that ordinary items are hard to sell in the trading area; at the very least, you have to choose items that people really need.

In the end, she chose two things: a diesel generator and diesel fuel. These two things are very important to some people, but for her, who had already built her own power station, they seemed useless.

It's so loud and smelly, I might as well sell it and get some trading currency to buy more seeds.

There's also a tin stove. We bought several of these back then, but we don't need them now. Let's put one up there and see. If we can sell it, it'll free up some space.

In addition, there was firewood, which she could easily chop with a little effort, and she put a large bundle of it on the shelf.

"How about we cook some cooked food?" Jiang Qingyue suddenly had a whimsical idea.

Many people may not be able to cook for themselves. When everyone gathers together, if they buy raw ingredients and put them on the stove to cook, then everyone gets a share. In the end, it is unknown how many bites the person who bought them will actually get.

But if she cooks a few pots of food and sells them, then some lucky people who have trading coins might be able to secretly buy them, eat them, and then go back.

Given this comparison, people would definitely prefer to buy hot, cooked food rather than fresh ingredients.

Without further ado, Jiang Qingyue got up and quickly took out the largest pot.

I added water, two packets of non-spicy hot pot base, and then added various ingredients.

Jiang Qingyan didn't really like tripe, and neither did Jiang Qingyue. It was a free gift from the shop owner when she bought a lot of beef.

"Okay, put them all in."

Frozen mushrooms and konjac were also poured in.

"Seaweed knots, fatty meat, chicken butts, chicken feet..."

She poured in everything that she and Jiang Qingyan didn't like to eat.

In no time, a big pot was filled with the food. I added some salt and seasonings to adjust the flavor.

After searching for a while, she put the insulated lunchbox back. She hadn't prepared many of these, and once they were sold, they would be gone.

I grabbed a few plastic bags. Who cares about environmental protection when we're starving?

He stirred it with a large spoon, and once it was all cooked, he carried the pot to the ground and glanced at the time. There was still half an hour before the trading area opened.

That's more than enough.

After being placed on the ground, it became warm within 10 minutes. Jiang Qingyue picked up the plastic bag and began to pack it.

It filled six large bags, and there was still a large bowl left.

"We can't waste food." Jiang Qingyue picked up her chopsticks and finished the bowl of maocai (a type of Sichuan hot pot) that she had cooked with all the ingredients she didn't like.

After tidying up, he carried the small box containing the trading currency to his side, and then placed the supplies he planned to put on the shelves that night—a diesel generator, 10 liters of diesel fuel, a tin stove, a bundle of firewood, and 6 bags of spicy hot pot—all next to him.

After waiting a few more minutes, the time came to 00:00.

8 month 1 day.

The computer lit up with a small red dot on time: The trading area is open. Do you want to enter?

Jiang Qingyue clicked: Yes.

The entry fee is 10 trading tokens. Should I invest?

Click again: Yes.

Ten trading coins flew into the computer. Jiang Qingyue had already entered the trading area, so he quickly put 10 items up for sale and then immediately went to find the seeds.

There were significantly more people entering this time than last time; the densely packed names were dazzling.

Jiang Qingyue clicked on the link casually, glanced at it and saw that there were no seeds or fertilizer, then exited and clicked on the next one, almost as if she wanted to leave afterimages with her fingers.

She couldn't help but be anxious. If she missed this opportunity, she would have to wait 30 days. Her greenhouse planting area was ready, just waiting for seeds and fertilizer.

If she's lucky enough to buy seeds and fertilizer this time, she'll be able to sell her vegetables when the trading area reopens.

She was so busy that she didn't know that she was now a celebrity in the Eighth Experimental Zone, just like Wang Dawei.

When her name appeared in the trading area, countless people quickly clicked on it, including Wang Dawei.

"A diesel generator?" When Wang Dawei saw Jiang Qingyue put up a diesel generator and 10 liters of diesel fuel for sale, he knew why Jiang Qingyue's survival index had risen so quickly.

"How is it possible that you've already established a stable power supply system so early on?"

Wang Dawei was completely baffled.

Establishing a stable power supply system is no easy task.

As a reborn individual, he now uses a diesel generator, sustained by oil reserves from before the apocalypse and by looting gas stations after the apocalypse.

There is no Jiang Qingyue among the major forces in Quanshui City, so he is most likely hiding somewhere by himself with his own force.

This puzzled Wang Dawei even more. How could he build a stable power system all by himself?

It's important to understand that stable electricity isn't something that's easily recognized by the quantum computer. For example, even though he has a lot of fuel, it's not considered stable by the quantum computer.

Because oil is a consumable, once it's used up, it's gone.

"Could Jiang Qingyue really be capable of generating wind or hydroelectric power all by herself?"

Wang Dawei was stunned. Was this still the little girl he knew who used to follow Lao Jiang fishing?