Natural Disasters Strikes: I stockpiled like crazy! - Chapter 33

Chapter 33: A Breakthrough
The actual truth is that Uncle Zhang and the supervisor were very professional and didn’t produce as much noise as 2005 had said.

The latter only wanted to make a mountain out of mole hill.

Last time, someone also made renovations in their unit, and because of her instigation, the resident personally visited the members of the association and gifted them expensive wine bottles and luxury bags.

Unit 2005 thought she could use the same thing at the present 2103 tenant.

However, all of this didn’t bother Nanzhi. What other people think of her doesn’t matter to her.

She took out her notebook and listed the units that were active, including their gender, and guessed their possible ages.

By chance she read a comment about a female resident who happened to be a student who was happily wishing for rain to be stronger so that their classes would be suspended.

Girl, you’re right, but when that time comes, one wonders when people can still laugh.

Nanzhi remembered the aftermath, where corpses were everywhere and he could only stay quiet and shake her head.

Unit 2005 called out 2103 a few more times, but she was ignored.

She couldn’t kick out Unit 2103 carelessly because of the HOA’s rules. Angry, she gritted her teeth behind the screen and planned to isolate Unit 2103.

Time passed quickly. Nanzhi gained another survival point, turning her balance into 3.

All day and night, she listened to the news tirelessly, jotting down the important ones.

Virtual Map can show her the available routes, but it’s not entirely omnipotent because it will not tell her which ones are inaccessible due to debris, etc.

She will not stay here permanently, as the dangers of the alien beasts cannot be entirely blocked by the bulletproof glass and anti-theft door. It’s better to be cautious.

On the third day, while the TV and radio were on, she heard about the mandatory evacuation of the village in the mountain.

Before regression, the mountainous areas with weak foundations due to illegal mining and quarrying were one of the most affected.

Jade City’s southern parts were surrounded by the small mountains, and she heard that countless people had died under the landslide on the eighth day.

Nanzhi was glad the government had moved early.

In the Qianhe Mountain, south of Pearl City, a row of military trucks were transporting villagers from Jing Village, their livestock, and the harvested crops to an evacuation center.

A small child burrowed in his father’s embrace as his eyes watched the distant mountain disappear from his sight.

“Father, Xiao Wen and his family were left in the village. Why didn’t they come with us?”

The father, hearing his son’s question, hugged him tight and said, “Maybe they’ll catch up later. Don’t think about it anymore.”

Some villagers evacuated, while others stubbornly remained wanting to guard their house and their things from robbers.

The soldiers could not force the villagers, and because they still had a lot of villages to visit, they didn’t stay long.

Because the trucks had limited space, the soldiers only let each villager carry two bags. He left plenty of things at home, but those things aren’t more important to him than his child’s safety.

His decision proved to be correct, as when the next day came, a landslide occurred in Qianhe Mountain, and the Jing Village was buried under it.

Because the rain had stopped, it was dangerous to conduct a rescue operation. No one knows the current situation there.

The father’s heart became chilled and he thanked the heavens profusely. At the same time, he was also sad for the victims.

He didn’t know how to break the news to his son.

On the fifth day, the government had encouraged the citizens to stock up as they predicted the storm would last another three to four days.

Nanzhi’s mood became gloomier. It looks like the special mission wouldn’t be able to accomplish.

By her balcony, she saw some of the residents had heeded the warnings and gone to the supermarkets and grocery stores nearby.

The chat group was filled with messages asking to hitch a ride from those who have cars.

Nanzhi had also gone out and pretended to stock up.

If she doesn’t go out, others will realize she has plenty of reserves.

On the way, she encountered a man being electrocuted.

She searched for a wooden stick to get him away from the live wire until the ambulance and responders had arrived and rushed him to the hospital.

Due to the incident, Nanzhi didn’t walk home and hailed a cab, carrying only a small bag of groceries to deceive people’s eyes.

Classes and work were eventually suspended and turned into online classes on the sixth day as the water level reached the knee.

Although the water hadn’t entered the first floor of the building because of the elevated floor, the first floor’s residents were worried.

The eye of the storm had yet to land, but it already caused damage, and the satellite image of the storm only became more menacing.

While there was still water and electricity at home, Nanzhi planned to make more food and put it in space so that she could use it whenever needed in the future.

Nanchi installed the gas cylinders.

Pots were placed on the four stoves; the electric stewpot was also connected to the power supply; and the oven and air fryer were working at the same time.

Although the gas was cut off, the power grid was still supplying electricity, and the appliances can still be used.

The residents also stop using the gas stoves temporarily.

Because of this affluent neighborhood, households would likely have a spare electrical stove on standby, and those who didn’t have the rice cooker could make a simple meal.

Those who are perceptive, including the one in Unit 2101, drove cars to the stores and bought LPG and butane.

Each dish was large, so she divided it into small portions and packed them in disposable lunch boxes she bought before and then stored them in the inventory while they were still hot.

On this day, Nanzhi had a breakthrough. As she was reading the messages in the chat group, she came across one student, the tenant in 706.

Unit 706: When will classes truly end? Professor Zhang Heng’s lessons are dull and boring. I want to travel instead.

Nanzhi’s eyes widened, and she sent the student a private message inquiring about the professor’s whereabouts.

Unit 706: Oh, he was just a guest teacher in our school. Last time I heard, he was staying in the teachers dormitory building because his flight got canceled.

Nanchi had a bad feeling about this. She asked how many floors are there in the dormitory building.

Unit 706: I believed there were three floors.

Nanzhi: !!!

On the same day, Super Typhoon Yagi also made landfall.