Turmoil (3)  

Beryl didn't bother asking if they were injured; her gaze was fixed on the bags in their hands. She saw rice, pork, chicken, fruits, snacks—plenty of supplies. A smile played on Beryl's lips as she reached for the items. "I'll organize the supplies; you guys can pour some tea and rest."

One of the guys, looked puzzled as he drank water. "This should be enough for us to eat for a month. We don't need to go out for supplies tomorrow, right?" Others chimed in, mentioning the inconvenience of going out in the rain.

Beryl, being someone who had reincarnated, understood the horror of the apocalypse better than anyone. This world was just starting, and these supplies wouldn't be enough. If only she had that space, she wouldn't worry about food and clothing. Was it possible that the timing of her acquiring the space hadn't changed this time? Did she still have to wait until that specific point?

...

Two days later, the torrential rain poured down again, submerging the entire city. Alice wasn't surprised at all. Arnold stood on the balcony, watching the rain curtain outside, his brows furrowed.

"How long is this rain going to last?"

Passing by, Alice heard the question and pursed her red lips. "Meteorologists say it's going to last for a month."

The storm intensified, lightning flashed, and thunder roared. Despite being noon, the sky was as dark as seven or eight in the evening. Alice closed the balcony door and checked the news from all around the country on her phone.

Just twenty minutes into the downpour, it was already trending.

#HeavyRainAgain#

#OneMonthOfHeavyRain#

Many people left messages on the official accounts of various social media platforms.

"How long will the heavy rain last, and what's the cause of this unusual weather?"

"We can't buy supplies, and neighbors won't sell us any food. How are we supposed to survive as a family?"

"All major official media outlets are saying that the country is dispatching people for rescue. Why is there no action here?"

"Some say the natural disaster won't end, and the apocalypse is upon us. Is this true? Can someone give me accurate information?"

"In our community, people are fighting over supplies, and several have died. Calling the police doesn't bring anyone to handle it. Everything now makes me feel hopeless and frightened."

"As a prosperous and harmonious country, why is no one paying attention to us when the people are in dire straits? If it's about letting us fend for ourselves, just say so and let us give up the illusion from now on."

"..."

Of course, along with the criticism, many believed that they hadn't been abandoned and understood that rescue operations couldn't proceed due to the severe rain and widespread disasters. They patiently awaited help.

After half an hour, various official accounts also issued notices about waiting for rescue and suggested that those capable should find solutions for their food and daily needs. The exact timing for rescue efforts remained uncertain.

Blanche was also reading online news. She sighed softly, "When will this natural disaster finally end?"

Alice replied, "Give up the illusion."

On the second day of continuous heavy rain, the power in the community was cut off again. The property management, in a group announcement, explained that the previous power connection was only temporary, and the current heavy rain had disrupted it once more. After posting the notice, they remained silent despite the inquiries and complaints from residents.

A resident from the East Building angrily commented, "Nonsense property management! We'll make sure to replace them once the heavy rain stops."

After the power outage, Alice turned on the generator, and several refrigerators could still be used normally, so there's no need to worry about food spoiling.

The brief pause in the rain a few days ago allowed many people to prepare adequately, so there are fewer complaints in the group.

On rainy days, clothes are not easy to dry. Alice took out a dryer, and Arnold, surprised, raised an eyebrow, "How much did you buy?"

Alice smiled, "I bought everything that can be used." She pointed to a pile of things in the corner, "I think this heavy rain will last for a long time. I also bought a rubber boat, protective clothing, and, I'm worried about water outage, so I prepared cat litter for the toilet."

Both the rubber boat and cat litter were taken out by Alice from her storage space, not currently in use, just prepared for unforeseen circumstances.

Arnold didn't doubt her at all, just looked at her approvingly, "You're indeed thoughtful."

Blanche, with nothing to do, planted some onions, ginger, and garlic in flower pots. Later, she became addicted and buried small sweet potatoes and small potatoes in the soil.

Alice: "..."

Arnold enjoys working out. In the past, due to a busy schedule, he used to go to the gym only once or twice a week. Now that he has more free time, he exercises every day. Occasionally, Alice practices sparring with him, and when Arnold cooks, he watches TV shows.

In her previous life as a top assassin, Alice had never experienced such a life. Now, in the apocalypse, it's a new challenge in her life. The difference is that she has a storage space filled with various supplies, so she doesn't need to compete for survival resources.

At night, Allen family also keeps the lights off to avoid attracting attention. While they are not afraid of people approaching, they dislike being disturbed.

...

Half a month later, the heavy rain subsided, and many people ran out of food at home. They considered venturing out to find something to eat. Floodwaters reached the second floor level. Some people pried open the windows at the stairwell on the second floor. After hesitating for a while, they directly plunged into the water. People in other buildings did the same; it was a reluctant move as staying at home would eventually lead to starvation.

Some cunning individuals observed which floors people hadn't come down from, speculating that those households might have stored food. Alice stood on the balcony, watching as many people swam in the water, not just from her building. Some were clever enough to wear life jackets, and some had inflatable boats at home.

Although the rain wasn't as heavy as before, it was still pouring. Going outside for less than thirty seconds would soak you completely, making it difficult to open your eyes. Some tied umbrellas to themselves or wore hats. No matter how heavy the rain, it didn't deter their determination to go out. Some families couldn't swim, so they could only watch helplessly.

One young man gritted his teeth, thinking that swimming wasn't difficult. He believed a few splashes in the water would be enough to learn, so he decisively jumped in.