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With so many people squeezing in, coupled with the poor lighting due to the heavy rain, she deliberately adjusted her position, but she didn’t expect him to see through it with his sharp eyes.
Jiang Ning smiled, pretending to be clueless.
“Pull your shoulders back, lean forward when raising the gun, bend your elbows slightly…”
The expert instructed, and Jiang Ning took a careful note, practicing at home afterward.
It was an unspoken understanding between them, and neither of them asked further.
…
After the gunshot, the entire unit fell into silence, and no one dared to easily target the 18th floor again.
Life had to go on, being cooped up indoors every day was maddening. Zhang Chao and Lu Yu were full of confidence, knocking on the door of 1801 to go out and search for supplies.
As the water level rose higher and higher, they had lost hope for the rain to stop.
This was the end of the world, who knew what lay ahead?
Supplies were being consumed every day, and their inability to go out made them anxious.
Huo Yishen agreed, and Doudou insisted on going too. Coke, the cunning one, joined the queue decisively, “Woof!”
The dog had matured and had its own thoughts. Jiang Ning couldn’t stop it, “Take care of yourself.”
Coke went back to the room and dragged out the protective clothing against stabbing and slashing, along with a raincoat in dog style.
Here it comes, it was ready for its expedition. Poop scooper quickly helped me put on my armor!
Jiang Ning couldn’t help but laugh and cry as she dressed it up, teasing, “Oh, my Coke is going out to earn its keep again.”
The black dog’s face was proud yet shy. “Poop scooper, just wait, I’ll be ready to give you some meat to eat!
Standing on the top floor, watching them leave the neighborhood, Jiang Ning took out some mink fur, measuring it to make clothes for the dog.
The rain kept falling, but the weather was clearly getting colder.
Jiang Ning vaguely felt that extreme cold was coming.
Compared to the floods, extreme cold was the deadliest.
Mastiffs could quickly adapt to any harsh environment, but Jiang Ning was still very worried. It was minus sixty or seventy degrees celsius, even if humans wrapped themselves up like bears, they might not survive, let alone a short haired mastiff.
Thinking of it’s past life, covered in frostbite and oozing pus, Jiang Ning’s heart twitched painfully.
This time, she couldn’t allow it to suffer such pain.
Zheng Weili came over to visit, seeing her dismantling the fur, surprised, “Making clothes for Coke?”
“Yeah, I feel like it’s been getting colder these days, I even woke up freezing yesterday.”
Jiang Ning intentionally reminded, “First, there was a typhoon, now it’s been over two months of continuous rain, who knows what kind of weather is coming next?
We’re just in the south, winters aren’t usually cold here, not like up north where it’s below minus ten degrees.”
“Yeah, in previous years, the north would already be snowing.”
“Do you think the north is also flooded?” Jiang Ning asked curiously, “Now it’s winter again, it won’t be frozen solid, will it?”
Zheng Weili dared not imagine that there would be hell on earth.
“Fengcheng isn’t cold. Last winter, we were still wearing short sleeves. I wonder how it’ll be this year?” Jiang Ning offered a gentle reminder, “I think it might be much colder than last year.”
Feeling uneasy after her remark, Zheng Weili said, “Even if it’s cold, we’ve stocked up on clothes and firewood, so we should be okay.”
As they continued chatting, Zheng Weili thought of something important, “Anning, the people in the building are currently stunned, but who knows what will happen in the future. Your supplies need to be stored separately, just in case the 18th floor gets breached one day, so you won’t be left empty handed.”
It was Zhang Chao who came up with the idea. They acted overnight, lifting the kitchen and bathroom ceilings, sealing their food and medicine in multiple locations.
They didn’t overlook anything, even the ventilation ducts and toilet tanks.
“You shouldn’t put all your eggs in one basket,” Zheng Weili remarked, concerned. “When Zhang Chao and Lu Yu come back, ask them to help you.”
“Aren’t you afraid of rats chewing on it?” Jiang Ning asked.
Zheng Weili replied resignedly, “Rats? That’s still better than being robbed, isn’t it? If necessary, we’ll have to find some rat poison or sticky traps.”
“You guys have a good idea, I’ll try it later too.”
Jiang Ning affirmed the wisdom of 1803, “Do you think if I empty out the sofa, I could also hide food in it?”
Indeed, why hadn’t they thought of that!
After seeing Zheng Weili off, Jiang Ning continued sewing fur. With plenty of fabric left, she thought of making some for Da Hui and Xiao Bai too.
These two had thick fur, and Xiao Bai was about to give birth to her second litter. Jiang Ning hoped they could survive in the extreme cold.
For the sake of the meat plan, Jiang Ning had wanted them to live. If they couldn’t hold on, they would have to be braised.
It all depended on their fate.
Bringing the two over, she measured their sizes and compared fabrics, feeling warm as she cuddled them.
Maybe because of good food, they seemed much stronger.
Especially Xiao Bai, with her round belly, it’s probably carrying a lot of pups.
With three fur coats successfully made, Jiang Ning gained more confidence in her DIY skills.
Just having fur coats wasn’t enough. Thinking about the fabrics she stored in the space; she picked some warm ones to make a few more for them.
As Jiang Ning searched through the space, she was about to leave with two bundles of fabric when she accidentally saw the 198,000 RMB thermoregulatory clothing.
She took it out casually, she decided to try it on.
Surprisingly, it felt quite comfortable, soft and skin-friendly like a real silk.
The size was a bit big, so Jiang Ning planned to wear it as pajamas.
When she was about to take it off, she suddenly felt something was wrong.
Despite the rain and the drop in temperature, today’s temperature was around 21 degrees Celsius. Even though she was wearing a casual hoodie, she could still feel the chill.
The thin fabric, however, made her feel very warm, as if her body were wrapped in a layer of natural warmth.
Wearing it, she felt much warmer than in the hoodie.
Could it really regulate her temperature?
The temperature in the space was higher than outside, so she quickly slipped in.
Sure enough, the feeling of warmth disappeared, but the comfort felt like she was running naked.
When she came out again, the warmth rushed back to her heart.
This really is… high-tech thermoregulatory clothing.
Jiang Ning thought for a moment. She hadn’t felt its specialness when she brought it, probably because the temperature difference wasn’t significant.
Wearing the thermoregulatory clothing, she turned on the gas stove and placed her hand above it.
Her palm could feel the heat, and her arm was no exception, but the heat was noticeably less than what her palm felt.
The thermoregulation was real, the eternal 25 degrees didn’t exist.
But being able to produce such fabric was beyond amazing.
If not for this natural disaster, once this fabric hit the market, it would be a technological revolution.
At 198,000 RMB, it was definitely worth it.
The fabric for the thermoregulatory clothing amounted to 10 rolls, or 333 meters.
The quantity was too small, but as long as she used it sparingly, even with extreme and unpredictable weather, it would be enough to last her lifetime.
She promptly made two sets for herself, two sets for Cola, and for Da Hui and Xiao Bai, she used the scraps.
Not just clothes, but also gloves, socks, and scarves. It really consumed a lot of fabric.
The value of the thermoregulatory clothing was priceless, and Jiang Ning didn’t want to waste a bit of it. She searched for downloaded life skill materials and successfully found tutorials on clothing design and cutting.
After learning the basics, she practiced with other fabrics.
After a few days’ interruption in treatment, Grandma Zhong continued to come to the 18th floor for treatment.
It wasn’t that she wanted to stop, but the confrontation had a significant impact, and a few more of the injured and infected had died.
No one dared to provoke the 18th floor, but many harbored grievances, they feel that all of this was caused by the 18th floor.
If the 18th floor were willing to distribute food, the tragedy of that day would never have happened.
Grandma Zhong spoke with earnestness, “Little Jiang, people’s hearts are corrupted by this world. You must be careful in the future.”
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