Hotpot with a duck and mandarin duck, with one side being boiled fish and the other side being rolled beef, lamb, and pork. 

There’s also no shortage of side dishes: beef balls, fish balls, mushroom, dried bean curd, bean sprouts, tofu. 

Before the apocalypse, any hotpot costing less than five figures wouldn’t even tempt Rong Sanshao, but now, as soon as he catches a whiff of the spicy aroma of hotpot, it feels like his dead memories are reviving. 

“Sis, you’re too amazing.” 

Jiang Ning invited everyone to sit down, “Try the stir-fried ingredients I made myself.” 

Qin Chuan, being the slick talker he is, praised Rong Sanshao endlessly, without beating around the bush. 

Jiang Ning laughed happily, eating her hotpot with contentment. 

“Oh, Sanshao, you’re too polite. This isn’t just any liquor, it’s practically a piece of art.” 

Qin Chuan continued to praise while uncorking the 1982 Maotai, afraid that he might regret it the next moment, “Come, let’s all taste the flavor of art.” 

A bottle of liquor costing 150,000 yuan, with just a sip, it’s worth several thousand, truly extravagant to the point of causing palpitations. 

The aroma of the liquor is rich, the taste mellow, lingering on the lips and teeth. 

Jiang Ning teared up and drank two glasses. She finally gets to taste it! 

Qin Chuan continued to boast, “Tsk tsk tsk, truly the national liquor, Lafite is nothing compared to this. If we drink a bit more, I feel like we could ascend to immortality.” 

He could boast, but who knew Rong Sanshao was even more capable, “What’s the big deal about this? I used this as mouthwash.” 

Sure enough, everyone would die if they didn’t brag. 
 

However, as the sky-high priced Maotai entered her mouth, Jiang Ning couldn’t help but picture the face of the overbearing President in her mind. It’s probably because she felt guilty for taking dozens of cases of Maotai from him. She pretended to care, “How’s your cousin’s illness?” 

“The medicine mustn’t be stopped.” Sighing with sympathy, Rong Sanshao kept stuffing meat into his mouth, “It’s diagnosed, he has severe delusional disorder.” 

He didn’t understand, truly didn’t understand, how could such an excellent cousin be deeply entangled in love, tormenting himself to death? 

It’s probably because Yu Tong died miserably, so even as a ghost, she wouldn’t let him off, thus torturing him like this. 

Jiang Ning couldn’t understand, “Can it be cured?” 

Since life isn’t cherished in the apocalypse, might as well go to the Pacific Ocean and accompany Yu Tong. 

“Actually, I’d rather my cousin didn’t take the medicine.” Taking the medicine would clear his mind. Which only made him more miserable, but Big Aunt was forceful and didn’t negotiate. 

Maybe being heartless is the luckiest option. Just look at how Rong Sanshao enjoys himself, even though he feels sorry for his cousin—he doesn’t miss a single bite of meat. 

Jiang Ning glanced at him, “Rong Sanshao, are you a starved ghost reincarnated?” 

“Sis, you don’t understand.” Feeling the soul leaving his body due to the spiciness, the feeling of sweating was simply too refreshing, “The old man eats light, less oil and less salt, even the vegetables have no oil or salt added, every meal for me is like torture.” 

Whatever the old man eats, the whole family has to eat. 

He mentioned it before, only to receive looks of disdain from the whole family, and the old man’s cane. 

Thinking of this, he scooped up a spoonful of dip into his mouth, “Ah, refreshing! Sis, your chili sauce is so delicious, give me 2 bottles!” 

It wasn’t a request, it was like he’s already part of the family. 

Not only the second-generation slippers enjoyed the meal, but Ah Ben also didn’t miss out, finishing his huge bowl in seconds. 

After eating and drinking to their heart’s content, Rong Sanshao refused to leave. 

Jiang Ning had no choice but to give him the chili sauce, considering he stole the 1982 Maotai. 

Who knew, not even two days later, he came again, “Sis, the old man said the chili sauce is good, bring a portion of hotpot stir-fry ingredients.” 

Knowing she’s a leech, Rong Sanshao didn’t ask in vain. She received 2 sets of surgical instruments and alcohol. 

They were all branded goods stocked up by the Rong family. 

Jiang Ning who was unusually generous, gave him a jar of hotpot stir-fry ingredients, enough for several meals. 

After Zhang Chaolu and Lu Yu and the others settled down, they brought cigarettes and tea wine, poultry brought young animals, and seeds for vegetables. 

Jiang Ning didn’t resell them, but casually threw them into the space. 

Five years have passed since the apocalypse, but the space preserve the supplies well. However, the high quality of the preserved supplies might raise suspicion. 

Jiang Ning took out supplies from the space and stored them in the villa. She decide to leave them there for a while. Whenever it’s necessary to show them to outsiders, she can display them. 

The eternal night continues, each day was filled with suffering. 

Within six months, the three vacant villas were gradually rented out, all with owner guarantees. 

Despite the seemingly carefree attitude of Rong Sanshao, investigations were quietly conducted behind the scenes. At the same time, he didn’t forget to make his presence known to Jiang Ning, “Sis, when you and your husband are on duty, keep an eye on the three new families for me. If anything goes wrong, it would be strange if the old man doesn’t hold me accountable.” 

Jiang Ning agreed. 

Not for anything else, but because “when lips are gone, teeth will be cold.” Perhaps she wasn’t professional enough, but Huo Yishen had his ways, and Zhang Chao and Lu Yu had also gained experience. 

After observing for several months continuously, no unusual behavior was detected. 

Facing the new members, the wealthy were initially wary. However, after enduring the eternal night for so long, they gradually adapted to the challenges of life. They let go of their sense of superiority and even learned to make the most of their situation. 

Sometimes they even joked with the “Building 50”. 

They had their lives, but Jiang Ning remained vigilant. 

Unknowingly, two years passed in the eternal night. Through the relentless efforts of the military, police, and civilians, the lights along the roads were lit up once again. 

During robberies, several cases of wall-climbing thefts occurred in the community. Either they were discovered by the patrolling team or chased to death by the Tibetan Mastiffs. 

Don’t be fooled by Ah Ben’s foolish appearance in front of his big brother, thinking he’s harmless. He exudes absolute dominance. 

You try climbing over the wall, and see if your fingers won’t be bitten off. Ah Ben even brought them over to boast in front of his elder brother. 

Three fingers, bloodied. 

Coke placed his paw on the big silly’s head, doing a great job! 

As public safety gradually improved, the pace of reconstruction didn’t stop. 

Jiang Ning didn’t go out, but with Rong Sanshao as her horn, she always got to know things faster than others. 

The official glass factory was completed and had begun production. Both in terms of equipment and talent, it was incomparable to before the apocalypse, but things were gradually getting better. 

Countless times on patrol, Rong Sanshao stood in the dark corner, staring at the glass house on the roof of the Building 50. 

The triangular glass house. 

It seems to be planted with medicinal herbs, but is it really for medicinal herbs? 

He always felt that there was some connection between the official glass factory and Building 50. 

Not only does Jiang know the prophecy, she firmly believes in it, did she built the glass house in advance to prevent the villa from being corroded by smog or acid rain? 

Not to mention the distant ones, the wall built by the Rong family before the eternal night brought a lot of security to the family over the past two years. 

Master Rong was most concerned about the official movements. As soon as he learned that the glass factory was in production, he began to consider using materials to build it on the rooftop. 

Although this would damage the Rong family’s status and image, trailing behind the Building 50 over these years of turmoil, he knew that protecting his family’s lives was the most important thing. Face was just a fleeting thing, and he shouldn’t trap himself with it. 

Despite the glass factory starting its operation, materials and machines were still lacking, and the output was very limited. 

Even with Master Rong’s intervention, they still had to queue up. 

They had to prioritize satisfying the Agricultural Sciences Institute, which needed to build more greenhouses to prepare for the possible disasters ahead and provide food for the survivors as much as possible. 

Although the eternal night was terrifying, as long as there was enough food and good physical exercise, even in the oppressive atmosphere, life could still go on. 

Jiang Ning was afraid of smog, which carried unknown viruses that could make people cough up their lungs. 

As time went by, she couldn’t face pork liver and lungs normally anymore and absolutely refused to eat them! 

Just as she was about to ponder what caused the smog, the voice of the patrol team came through the walkie-talkie, saying that someone was looking for Jiang Ning at the entrance of the community.