Young Master Rong had already devised a plan, “Volcanic ash lingers for a long time. Once it rains, it could turn into acid rain. The duration of rainfall is uncertain. If the acidity is severe, it could corrode through roofs. Those of you who can afford it, try to buy glass. If not, dig basements just in case.” 

The villa had two floors. With a basement to prevent continuous sulfuric acid splashes, it could withstand rain for a year or two. 

Despite the homeowners’ indifferent attitudes, who would willingly face death? 

Envying those villas with glass greenhouses was useless; digging basements for survival was more crucial. 

With the addition of Aoyuan community members, security patrols in the neighborhood resumed. However, the team was smaller than during the Eternal Night, with each household patrolling roughly every three days. 

The main patrol points were the community gates and occasional neighborhood rounds. 

No one knew when acid rain would arrive. As long as they weren’t on patrol, they dug basements feverishly. The dug-up soil was not discarded but piled up for planting. 

In the entire neighborhood, Qin Chuan was carefree. Not only did he have a glass greenhouse, but his basement was also as solid as gold soup. He was truly idling away, occasionally teasing his neighbors, “Brother Huo, are you digging a basement? I can help.” 

“We’re not planning to dig, thank you.” 

The rooftop glass greenhouse was an external structure, like an extended eave. As long as there wasn’t continuous strong wind, it effectively protected the walls from corrosion. 

The walls were thickened, so even if they corroded, it wouldn’t cause significant damage. 

However, Huo Yishen is not idle either. Whenever he has time, he closes the door. In particular, he often goes to bed early and gets up late to avoid the two and enters the space, teaching Jiang Ning how to fly a plane and operate a yacht. 

Even if it was only theoretical, as long as she was familiar, it could save lives in critical moments. 

According to Huo Yishen’s memory, the smog would last for a year, so Jiang Ning still visit the Chinese Medicine Research Institute every once in a while. 

Traditional Chinese medicine was profound and extensive, and not everything could be learned even with old age. It was rare to have such a good opportunity, and she wouldn’t miss the chance to absorb knowledge. 

Natural disasters were ruthless, especially after the smog virus attack, and another batch of medical personnel has been sacrificed. 

There were fewer and fewer talents in this area, and who knows when they will completely disappear. 

Although the distance was close, it was inconvenient to travel back and forth in the smog, so Jiang Ning decided to stay at the research institute. 

After studying continuously for several days, she would return to the villa to settle down and digest everything, accompany Huo Yishen and the two. 

With more people from Aoyuan in the villa area, Jiang Ning would greet them when they met. 

Jiang Ning responded with a smile but rarely interacted with them. It is better to maintain a lukewarm relationship. Too deep of a bond is not a good thing. 

Since being kidnapped, Rong Sanshao still jokes around, but he clearly feels more mature than before. 

Occasionally, he brings Ah Ben over to mooch a meal and even brings the mahjong table over, “Come on, let’s play a few rounds.” 

With a cigarette in his mouth, he looks a bit like a rogue. 

He and Qin Chuan are a perfect match, both enjoying life with no smoke. 

The second-hand dealer can flatter and praise, and the two have a good chat in Building 50. 
 

Without any experience in property management, he and Qin Chuan hit it off and he learned a lot from the secondhand dealer. 

As he matured, he no longer wore slippers, but spotless leather shoes. 

Waking up, Jiang Ning stared out the foggy window blankly, “The fog seems to have faded.” 

Huo Yishen opened the window, “Yeah, it seems like it really faded.” 

The smog has been there for more than half a year, and it is really starting to fade day by day, and visibility is constantly expanding. 
 

Five meters, ten meters, fifteen meters, fifty meters… 
 

As the fog continued to dissipate, the silent atmosphere became active, and the survivors seized the opportunity to start planting. After dinner, Jiang Ning took the two out for a walk. 
 

As they walked, there was a sudden violent collision in front. 

From the sound, it seems to be a car. 

Could it be that Third Young Master Rong couldn’t resist playing bumper cars again? 

Whether it’s the end of the world or not, being a spectator is innate to humans, especially for those who can still have their fill. 

Sure enough, they were playing bumper cars. 

Except, the driver wasn’t Third Young Master Rong, but Yu Tong. 

She ran again, the president came out to stop her, and ended up being hit and thrown away… 

Whether he’s dead or not, he’s lying in a pool of blood. 

Yu Tong hugged him and cried uncontrollably, “Doctor, please, someone come and save him!” 

Jiang Ning was speechless, who would believe her tearful cries of pain and loss? 

Well, she cherishes her life and decided to stay away from the president and his delicate wife. 

Jiang Ning took the opportunity to educate the two, “Remember, if you ever meet someone you like in the future, if it’s right, stay together; if it’s not, part ways without regret. Don’t cling to the point of self-destruction.” 

Doudou was puzzled, “Okay.” 

Coke was confused, “Woof.” 

Afraid of staining themselves with blood, she took the two as far away as possible. 

After resting at the villa for a few days, Jiang Ning returned to the research institute. 

Professor Li happened to be free, so she quickly brought gifts to visit her mentor. 

It’s rare to encounter someone so dedicated to learning in the apocalypse. Professor Li happily included her in the group and worked on research projects together. 

Ma Guangnian has been busy lately. The research institute received a batch of glass donated by philanthropists from Fengcheng, so he quickly planned to expand and build another glass greenhouse. 

He didn’t say who donated it, but Jiang Ning knew it was the Rong family. Through connections, they negotiated with the authorities and exchanged glass for medicine. 

Originally, Ma Guangnian planned to build the glass greenhouse at the Fengcheng branch, but he thought better of it. 

Although it’s not far away, what if the predicted acid rain actually falls? 

There’s no way to go back and forth, so don’t waste it. 

Jiang Ning participated, and it took about ten days to build everything, then they transplanted the new herbs into it. 

After a long time, Huo Yishen brought the two. 

The dog was too eye catching, so she didn’t dare to let them stay at the research institute for a long time and went back after a night. 

Huo Yishen didn’t say anything, but Coke was reluctant to leave. 

There’s too much to learn, so naturally there’s less time to be with family. 

Jiang Ning squatted down and rubbed its dog’s head, “Be good and stay at home. I’ll come back to be with you after I finish my work.” 

In addition to cultivating herbs, the research institute also took on the responsibility of visiting hospitals. 

Without hospitals, people still get sick. 

There aren’t enough doctors, let alone enough to assign as livestock handlers. 

Today, she went on rounds with Ma Guangnian; tomorrow, she’ll research difficult and miscellaneous diseases with Professor Li. Jiang Ning didn’t even have time to go home; she didn’t even have enough time to go to the bathroom. 

She is like a sponge, absorbing moisture rapidly. 

In the blink of an eye, another two months have passed. 

The army sent a batch of supplies: acid- and alkali-corrosion-resistant clothing. 

There are only 20 sets and not even one set for each person. 

It’s understandable, after all, there are too many units in need of distribution, and the demand exceeds the supply. 

Jiang Ning touched the protective clothing, which was surprisingly thin. She didn’t know what new material it was made of, but it feels similar to a raincoat. 

She picked up the instruction manual. It didn’t specify the material but included instructions for wearing it, along with key precautions: it should not be worn for more than 20 hours in an environment with a pH of 0. 

The technology for making protective clothing isn’t difficult; it’s likely limited by the materials. 

There are too many butterfly effects, and no one knows when acid rain will come. 

Jiang Ning reminded Ma Guangnian, “Teacher, the government has even issued protective clothing. It seems that acid rain will definitely come, but we don’t know when it will arrive. We must be careful when we go out.”