By the time she had gotten everything ready, there was only half a month left until the apocalypse. Du Yue searched for posts about the apocalypse on various websites, but there was still nothing about it. Everyone was either gossiping or talking about celebrities every day. No one had posted anything about the apocalypse.
However, Du Yue knew very well that the peaceful sky was about to turn dark.
Over the course of the following days, Du Yue stayed at home to cook her meals. Whenever she thought of something that she had missed out, she would go out and buy it.
Du Yue had been living on her own since she was young, so she was a pretty good cook. Although her cooking skills were a little rusty, not having been used during those two years of the apocalypse, it only took two days for her to get the hang of it again.
Every day, she would try her best to cook different dishes. Every dish looked, smelled, and tasted good. Moreover, she would forgo sleep to cook. Every night, as long as she was free, she would be busy in the kitchen.
As a result, there were often people complaining in the housing owners' group chat.
Who was it that was eating supper at home every day? This was too much! How were they supposed to lose weight like this?
When Du Yue saw these messages, she smiled bitterly and helplessly.
Most of her thoughts were on the posts on the internet.
It was going to be September soon, but the temperature had not dropped at all. In fact, it rose by several degrees every day.
On social media, the high temperatures had occupied the trending topics. Almost every day, people were dying from heat strokes. Major hospitals began to issue guidelines on the internet, advising people to stay home as much as possible at this time.
At first, when netizens saw such posts, they would ridicule and blame their companies and schools, asking them why they could not take two days off in such hot weather.
However, as the temperature continued to climb, and more people died from heatstroke, some people finally noticed the difference.
After Du Yue's rebirth, she had gotten into the habit of waking up very early every day. Early in the morning, Du Yue was drinking milk while scrolling through her phone when she suddenly saw a post on social media.
"Temperatures have been rising for many days, and according to the weather forecast, the temperatures will only get higher over the next half a month. There won't be any rain at all. My master sought clues through divination, so I have to advise everyone to stock up on as many supplies as possible. The end of the world predicted by the ancient people may not be far off."
When Du Yue saw this post, she subconsciously wanted to comment on it, but she restrained herself in the end.
The post was very popular, with millions of likes and comments.
Some people in the comments said that he was deliberately mystifying things. Rumors about the end of the world had been circulating for many years, yet the world was still fine.
There were others who agreed with him, saying that it was better to be safe than sorry. It was better for everyone to stock up on supplies. Even if the apocalypse did not come, there would be no loss, right?
Du Yue looked at these comments and sighed in her heart. Most people still felt that the original poster was exaggerating things to start a cult or a movement. Very few people believed in him.
It was the 27th of August today. Ten days later, on the 7th of September, the temperature would rise to 52 degrees. People would no longer be able to move around outdoors at that temperature, so all of the major schools and companies shut down their on-site activities. Everyone started working at home and taking online classes.
Some shopping malls and supermarkets had also changed their business hours from daytime to nighttime.
Thinking this, Du Yue decided to go out for a while. However, as soon as she stepped out of the unit, she felt something strange. The ground had been baked by the sun, and it would burn one's feet if they walked on it without their shoes on. There was no wind in the surroundings, only rolling waves of heat that buffeted her. Du Yue could clearly sense the lack of moisture in the air.
She could not take a single step out. She quickly retreated to the hall on the first floor, but even so, she did not feel cool at all. The air around her was so hot that it felt like a huge sauna.
Du Yue's brows furrowed unconsciously. She turned around and went into the elevator to return to her unit. As soon as she entered the room, she looked for a thermometer. Then, she opened the window a little and stuck it out.
The number on the thermometer kept rising until it reached 53 degrees.
Du Yue looked at the number in disbelief. A bad feeling rose in her heart. Could it be that the apocalypse had been brought forward?