Many people died from the smog, and Jiang Ning was worried that her house wouldn’t sell well. To get advice, she went to the trading center. 

She gave half a bag of candy to a girl in the housing management department, which made the girl happy and willing to talk freely. 

“Your house is in a very good location. I suggest you triple the price and put it on the market. If there are people interested in buying, I will prioritize recommending it for you.” 

Triple the price? With so many people dying from the virus, the house shouldn’t be as popular as before. 

Seeing Jiang Ning’s surprised expression, the girl smiled, “You don’t understand, do you? Fengcheng is a blessed place. Many survivors from other cities come here out of its reputation and houses are in high demand.” 

Jiang Ning was a little confused. She listened to the radio every day and was not out of touch with society. 

“The disaster warnings come from Fengcheng, the antivirus drugs are donated by Fengcheng, and it shares the city’s governance with Yuecheng. Yet the housing prices are much cheaper than Yuecheng. If this isn’t a blessed place favored by heaven, then what is?” 

The girl was from Fengcheng and genuinely proud of it. “Living in Fengcheng, the survival rate is higher than in other places. Many people who went to official bases before have returned.” 

If Jiang Ning hadn’t been courteous, she wouldn’t have told her the most reasonable price, even with half a bag of candy. 

Some people are incredibly foolish. Not only do they fail to report the price increase, but also lowering them. They don’t even know they’re cutting off their own legs. 

Jiang Ning sensed something fishy and quickly handed over the other half bag of candy, “Thanks, beautiful.” 

“Don’t worry, I’ve got it covered.” The girl smiled broadly, “By the way, if you’re selling your house, do you want points or supplies? Points can be used for personal consumption, while if you have specific requirements for supplies, you can make requests in advance.” 

Jiang Ning thought for a moment. “What supplies can I exchange for?” 

The girl handed her the latest list. 

In fact, Jiang Ning didn’t really want any supplies, but points weren’t of much use either. After carefully looking through it several times, she asked for seeds and books. 

Thanks to the relentless efforts of Agricultural Sciences, numerous locally preserved seeds—such as rice, green vegetables, radishes, and kudzu—were salvaged. Although their yield was low, these seeds became invaluable in the aftermath of the natural disaster and fetched a sky-high prices in the market. 

Jiang Ning chose the ones she didn’t already have. 

The same went for books. She didn’t expect the government to exchange books from survivor’s hands, organize them, and then sell them to those in need. 

However, faced with continuous natural disasters, books were as expendable as firewood to the lower-class survivors. Who would spend money to exchange supplies for them? 

So, almost none were sold. 

This worked out well for Jiang Ning. Physics, mathematics, chemistry, technology, biology, academic research, emotional magazines, various novels, and even calligraphy and paintings. 

The prices were not high. She kept ticking them off with her pen. As long as she sold the house, all of these would be hers. 

The girl was dumbfounded. Was this person stupid? Seeds were understandable, but she actually wanted so many books. Was she going to use them as firewood? Tsk, having a house makes one reckless! 

After completing the procedures, Jiang Ning drove to the research institute. 

The visibility in the smog was less than five meters. So, the four wheels moved exceptionally slowly, and if it weren’t for safety concerns, the little donkey would have moved even faster. 

Fortunately, the two cities were very close, so even a snail’s pace could get her there. 

Compared to the crowded entrance filled with patients last time, the research institute had finally returned to its former quietness. She became somewhat familiar with the soldier guarding the entrance. They registered and went in directly. 

Thinking about the curse of the tyrant CEO, Jiang Ning didn’t visit Professor Li or Ma Guangnian but went straight to confirm whether Lao Hu was still alive. 

Pushing the door open, she was almost startled. “Lao Hu, what happened to you?” 

The fat guy is gone, and he almost turned into a skeleton. He looked like he had his spirit sucked out by a fox demon, with all those colors on his face. 

Seriously, if you don’t have the golden cudgel, never get close to your lovely wife. 

This is not just a breakup; it’s like losing his soul. 

Seeing him listless and motionless, Jiang Ning almost checked his breath, “If you’re still alive, take a breath.” 

Lao Hu took a deep breath, “Thanks, I’m still alive.” 

There were things to discuss between master and disciple. Jiang Ning signaled to Huo Yishen to wait outside the door. 

She dragged over a stool, sat opposite Lao Hu, and asked, “Cigarette or liquor?” 

Lao Hu hesitated, “Cigarette, cigarette.” 

Jiang Ning took out a pack of expired cigarettes from her bag and lit one for him, teasingly, “You haven’t solved your basic needs yet, and you’re thinking about romance?” 

It was all wishful thinking. 

Lao Hu laughed at himself, “I did not expect that the iron tree would bloom in the end of times.” 

“Forget about her. Solve your basic needs first,” Jiang Ning didn’t know how to comfort people, “If she really liked you, she wouldn’t have considered you as a brother.” 

Lao Hu smoked three cigarettes in a row, “Hmm.” 

“If you can’t even feed yourself, even if she’s willing to be with you, can you support her and the child?” 

Lao Hu took a deep breath, “I’m your teacher after all. Can you stop rubbing salt in my wounds?” 

Jiang Ning smiled faintly, “We have master and disciple relationship. I don’t recommend sacrificing myself to stab you a few more times.” 

Lao Hu, who had been stabbed repeatedly, remained silent. 

“The injuries on your face,” Jiang Ning squinted, “Did Mr. Tyrant do that?” 

Mr. Tyrant? Lao Hu was taken aback, it took him a while to realize, “Yes.” 

“You’re really weak. He had broken both his arms before, and you, with all limbs intact, still couldn’t beat him?” 

“Who said I couldn’t beat him,” Lao Hu protested, “His arms were broken again, and I helped him put them back together.” 

“You’re truly compassionate. Why didn’t you take the opportunity to kill him? Yu Tong might have stayed with you,” Jiang Ning suggested. 

Lao Hu also thought about it, but he knew deep down that Yu Tong didn’t love him. 

Love is something one has to figure out on their own. No matter how much others say, it won’t make a difference. 

Jiang Ning left him a bottle of white wine, patted his shoulder, and left. 

Ma Guangnian’s health had improved somewhat, and he was working with Professor Li and the team to wrap up the work on the smog virus. 

When Jiang Ning arrived at the research institute, she learned that the shortage of medicinal sources had been resolved. 

Regardless of his age, Professor Li continued to optimize the prescription. Finally, he develops a new prescription by adding several ingredients to the original one. This reduced the dosage of Dragon Grass while maintaining the same effect. 

This was the charm of traditional Chinese medicine. Even for the same illness, there were countless combinations of prescriptions. 

With the change in prescription, a large batch of life-saving medicine was added. 

Jiang Ning deeply respected Professor Li. Many survivors were saved because of him. 

It was not easy to come here. Under the introduction of Ma Guangnian, Jiang Ning went to the traditional Chinese medicine group for in-depth study. 
 

Worried about the safety of Doudou and Coke at home, they had to drive back. 

It was already dusk when they returned to the neighborhood. When Jiang Ning saw what was happening at the gate, she almost fainted. 

These two dogs, do they think they’re humans? They actually tore the thief’s clothes to shreds and were playing happily, like a mice teasing a cat. 

Killing without batting an eye, she wouldn’t tolerate such humiliation. This was defying the natural order.