Three days after the advent of this apocalyptic situation, the real drama finally started.
Zhang Yi knew what was going to happen, so he didn't sleep all night, just waiting to watch this drama unfold.
The incident was, in fact, quite simple.
The power in the entire Yue Lu district suddenly went out!
Soon after, due to the chain reaction of the power outage, the water supply company was unable to deliver water normally.
Water supply systems failed and households were left without water.
All of these were within Zhang Yi's expectations.
After all, at the onset of an apocalyptic crisis, no one could have foreseen how long this extreme cold disaster would last.
The officials were still trying hard to cope with the snow disaster.
But as days passed, only on the third day, they realized that this was not a problem solvable by human power.
With freezing temperatures, hydroelectric plants were shutting down in succession, and thermal power plants could not continue to generate electricity due to the inability to work.
Once the stored electricity in cities nationwide was exhausted, blackout was inevitable.
By then, only a few nuclear power plants may still be operational.
But the electricity they generated was naturally allocated to official use.
Water stoppage and power outages cast ordinary people's lives into darkness!
Zhang Yi turned on his phone and saw that many chat group messages were already at 99+.
"Do you guys have power?"
"We don't have electricity at home! And the tap water is shut too, what's going on?"
"We don't have water or electricity either! It's so cold, we can't even use the air conditioning or heaters anymore. How are we supposed to survive?"
"Why isn't the government dealing with this situation? If this continues, people will probably freeze to death."
Zhang Yi silently shook his head.
At this time, officials could no longer attend to everyone.
Survival was now a personal responsibility.
He too knew that from this day onward the apocalypse had truly descended.
Without modern society's electricity and food, humanity would fall into a massive die-off.
Zhang Yi shuddered at the thought but felt a sense of security when he looked at his warm and secure home, not to mention the endless supplies in his otherworldly space.
The residents' group chat was filled with panicked complaints.
"When will this snow stop? We can't use air conditioners, and the insulation in the house is barely effective, dropping the temperature to over thirty degrees below zero."
"If it keeps up like this, people will really start dying!"
"The water is cut off too. Are they expecting us to drink melting snow?"
"We're running out of food at home, and the heavy snowfall trapped us from going to the supermarket. What should we do?"
Some people began to mention Aunt Lin.
"Aunt Lin, you said it was going to be okay, didn't you?"
"Yes, I believed what you said, and that's why I didn't go out to stock up on supplies. How do we solve this now?"
"When is someone coming from the top to save us? Say something!"
Faced with the questioning from her neighbors, Aunt Lin's heart was filled with panic and fear.
The residents were unaware of how they would be rescued.
But Aunt Lin had already received some news through the residents' committee.
"The whole world is experiencing a snowstorm, said to be a once-in-many-millions of years event. It looks like we're facing another mass extinction, an apocalypse!"
"Although the authorities are trying their best, our country's population of over a billion people cannot all be attended to."
"The major cities have already fallen!"
"From now on, if we want to live, we can only rely on ourselves. We must stockpile supplies, especially food and heating sources."
"I have already started collecting supplies from door to door, under the name of the residents' committee."
"This... isn't this harmful to others?"
"Harmful? If I don't do this, my family would freeze or starve to death within three days! I can't care about that much anymore!"
"So many people will die from this snow disaster; I can only focus on protecting myself and my family."
"Right, while we still have some influence, we need to collect as much as possible. Surviving is the most important thing right now!"
Aunt Lin stared at the messages in the residents' committee group, trembling violently.
Despite the temperature inside dropping below thirty degrees, sweat streamed down her forehead.
She was lying in bed, covered in three thick layers of quilt, barely able to breathe but fearing to uncover.
For her room had turned into an ice cellar.
At this time, her grandson Xiaohu under the blanket asked, "Grandma, why is it so cold outside! When will dad and mom come back?"
Aunt Lin's heart sank at the sight of her grandson.
She had just chatted with her son and daughter-in-law today.
They were working out of town, trapped in their rental place, not much better off than them.
"I must protect the two of us; we must survive!"
Aunt Lin bit her lip hard, a fierce look passing in her eyes.
"Xiaohu, it's okay, daddy and mommy will be back after a while."
After comforting Xiaohu, Aunt Lin picked up her phone and started speaking in the owners' group chat.
"Everyone, the disaster is only temporary. The weather outside is extremely cold, so it's not unusual to have water and power disconnections."
"Rest assured, maintenance workers are already on it."
"The authorities have notified us that in this critical time, our residents' committee will manage the community."
"We hope everyone will cooperate with our efforts. If anyone does not, and it leads to serious consequences, the police will be asked to make arrests for investigation later!"
Aunt Lin's words carried weight.
Her speech stirred strong resentment in the hearts of the residents.
They had not expected that at such a time, the residents' committee would not only fail to explain its inadequacy but would instead threaten the residents.
However, everyone had a bit of fear in their hearts and dared not speak out against her.
Zhang Yi, holding his phone, watched the messages from Aunt Lin at his leisure.
He raised an eyebrow, scoffing.
Of course, he knew that Aunt Lin was lying; in the previous life, she used such despicable methods to cheat many people out of their supplies.
But, he had no intention of exposing Aunt Lin's ruse.
After all, the life and death of other neighbors had nothing to do with him.
Zhang Yi turned on the TV and continued to play his game.
No water, no electricity?
No problem, his warehouse was stocked with a massive supply of batteries, engines, and fuel, and solid alcohol.
As for water, besides the 500 tons of tap water, his warehouse held tens of thousands of tons of bottled water and beverages.
And if necessary, he could also melt snow for water.
In short, whether it's fresh water or energy, he wasn't lacking at all.