Salted Fish Transmigrated Into An Apocalyptic Book

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The two of them sat in the sports car and Lu Qiming started the car two or three times. He hit the gas and sped away.

 

Jiang Miaomiao has never been in such a fast car. She's afraid of hitting someone. She hurriedly fastened her seat belt. After putting it on, she didn’t even have the time to raise her head when she heard the person beside her say, “We're here.”

 

They've arrived? That fast?

 

She looked out. Sure enough, Mei Yi Jia's familiar red entrance was right in front of her. The shop door was open. Obviously, people didn't care about it when they fled the city.

 

Several zombies were wandering in the distance. The sun was scorching and they didn't notice them.

 

Lu Qiming whispered, “Get off, take as much as you can. We have three minutes.”

 

After getting off the car, in case of being found by the zombies, she might not be able to go back...

 

Forget it. Come on. Let's do this.

 

Jiang Miaomiao gritted her teeth and rushed out. Lu Qiming followed her and got out of the car, protecting her intentionally or unintentionally.

 

When they entered the convenience store, he immediately closed the door. He took out a dozen bags from the cash register and gave half of them to Jiang Miaomiao.

 

Jiang Miaomiao broadened her horizons, “So familiar? Is robbery your expertise?”

 

“Expert in robbing convenience stores? Have you ever run after grabbing oden? You don’t need to learn Kung Fu because you could now just go straight and rob a bank.”

 

Jiang Miaomiao was taken aback, “Have you ever robbed a bank?”

 

He rolled his eyes and patted her head, saying: “Stop wasting time, hurry up and get something.”

 

What should I take? The shelves are dazzling and full of delicious food.

 

Jiang Miaomiao hesitated for two seconds before realizing that she wasn't shopping. She opened the bag, grabbed some things and stuffed it inside.

 

The two had only four hands, but soon their bags were full.

 

When she was about to leave, she walked past the cash register and saw something green on it. When she looked closely, it turned out to be a pot of bean seedlings.

 

The store used to sell soy milk so the clerk will soak the soybeans in the washbasin and these could be ready to drink now.

 

She was so anxious to leave that she couldn't care about that pot of small beans.

 

Lu Qiming opened the door and put all the bags in the car.

 

Jiang Miaomiao rushed over, threw her things in the car and said in a hurry, “Wait for me for three seconds.”

 

Then she ran back.

 

When she came out again, there was a pot of bean seedlings in her arms, half a bag of soybeans and several express boxes.

 

She sat in the car, closed the door and said breathlessly: “Drive! The zombie seems to see me!”

 

Lu Qiming suppressed his confusion and decided to talk about it when they got back.

 

The sports car drove all the way back to the Villa. Golden half buttocks and the other zombies haven't returned yet, so they successfully opened the door and returned home.


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Everything happened so fast that her brain has yet to respond. They have successfully replenished their supplies.


 

Jiang Miaomiao looked at the dozen plastic bags full of things in front of her and couldn't help lying on the floor laughing.

 

Lu Qiming lit a cigarette and squatted on the floor, and said, “Don't be silly.  Let's see what we've brought back.”

 

Of course, if there's something good, she has to hide them immediately and she couldn't be robbed by him.

 

Jiang Miaomiao turned over and sat up. She opened the first plastic bag.

 

Two bags of potato chips, three bags of biscuits, six bags of dried tofu and ten spiced eggs.


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The second plastic bag contains five packs of instant noodles, four boxes of cookies and six bottles of yogurt.


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The third plastic bag has eight cans of chewing gum, the fourth box...

 

She saw several small rectangular boxes and thought it was chewing gum. Then she read the words above. She blushed and threw them into the trash.


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“What are you looking for? Stop looking. It's a waste of space.”

 

Jiang Miaomiao muttered.

 

Lu Qiming understood what's going on and said, “Keep pretending.”

 

“I'm not.”

 

He was too lazy to argue with her. He threw two full bags in front of her.

    

“This is yours.”

 

Jiang Miaomiao opened it curiously and saw that it was full of sanitary pads inside.

 

The two large bags had more than ten packs and enough for her to use for several months.

 

At that time, she was in a hurry that she was just randomly grabbing things.

 

She even forgot to take this thing, but the other party remembered and filled two big bags for her alone.

 

Jiang Miaomiao was moved and gave him a spicy duck neck.

 

“Thank you. You can eat whatever you want in the future and I won't stop you.”

 

He disdainfully sneered and continued sorting out the other bags.

 

It took them half an hour to sort out everything.

 

Instant noodles, 45 packs and 16 buckets.

 

Self heating rice, 10 boxes.

 

Biscuits, 38 packs.

 

Drinks, 43 bottles.

 

Sugar, 26 packs.

 

Spicy meat strips, 18 packs.

 

Meat snacks, 36 packs.

 

There are also some junk foods that couldn't be counted like the candied fruit, dried fruits and brewed beverages with a total of 30 or 40 items.

 

There are more than two hundred portions of food in total. Except for dozens of packages that have expired, exactly two hundred portions are left. It's enough for them to live for ten days to half a month.

 

They don't have to worry about starving to death for now.

 

The pressure in Jiang Miaomiao's heart has reduced and her whole body relaxed.

 

 

Lu Qiming packed the food in cardboard boxes then moved them to the basement. He came back and looked at the pot of soybean seedlings on the floor, and asked:

 

“Why did you bring this back?”

 

“To eat it.”

 

Jiang Miaomiao hasn't eaten any serious vegetables in a long time. She was drooling while looking at the seedlings.

 

“Can these be eaten?” Lu Qiming was puzzled.

 

“Of course, but this kind of bean sprouts can't since they have already grown up. The soil needs to be changed to keep them growing and they will produce beans in the future. Soybeans can be eaten directly, just add water and stew them in the pot or get some soil to let them grow soybean sprouts then you can fry them to eat.”

 

She was very excited.

 

Lu Qiming frowned, “Are you sure?”

 

“Did you ever grow bean sprouts when you were a kid? What a miserable childhood you had. Just wait for two days and I'll let you eat bean sprouts grown by your jie jie.”


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Jiang Miaomiao said while waving her hand, “Get out of the way, I'll open the courier.”

 

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She can't shop online in the apocalypse and she hasn't enjoyed the feeling of opening a courier in a long time.

 

The convenience store has a courier service. The owner didn’t take it when he fled and she couldn’t help bringing it back with her.

 

Don’t know what good treasure was inside. She was really looking forward to it.

 

Jiang Miaomiao found a cutter and cut the tape.

 

Lu Qiming stood behind her and wanted to see what's inside.

 

When she was opening the box, she closed her eyes while saying the words "spicy noodles" repeatedly.

 

However, it's a pity that there was no familiar packaging inside, but a dark gray carton.

 

She frowned and opened the box. She took out the black and flat cuboid from inside.

    

“What is this?”

 

Lu Qiming picked up the box and saw the instructions above.

 

"Solar Power Bank".

 

“Solar power bank? Can it be charged directly with sunlight? Great!”


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This is more practical than spicy noodles and her mobile phone is finally no longer for display!

 

Jiang Miaomiao, a salted fish turned over and stood up, ran upstairs, found her cell phone that had been idle for a long time and connected it to the solar power bank with great anticipation.

 

The screen of the phone lit up and it's really charging!

 

She was ecstatic, holding her mobile phone downstairs and continued to tear down the remaining courier, trying to find a few more surprises.

 

It's a pity that her good luck has been used up. There were only a few kitchen hooks, a router and a bottle of sea blue mystery face cream.

 

The hooks are useless, their kitchen only needs pots and spatulas.

 

Not to mention the router. Where would she find an internet at this time?

 

 

The facial cream could be used. She hasn't put on Dabao's face cream these days and her face is already dry.

 

Jiang Miaomiao was happy again. She ran back to her room while humming a song. Her pace was so relaxed as if she's not living in the apocalypse with zombies, but like she's about to go out for a spring outing.

 

Lu Qiming looked at her back and shook his head. He was sitting in a chair and took out a few packs of cigarettes from the corner.

 

It's hard to go out and of course he has to have a stock for himself.

 

The zombies outside the courtyard were happy. After the sanitary pads were looted, they swayed back again.


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Golden half buttocks' sanitary pad was stuck on his back so the whole corpse wasn't happy. He could smell it, but he couldn't find it and he kept spinning under the window.


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Jiang Miaomiao held the solar power bank high, hoping that it could bathe in more sunlight and charge faster so that her phone could be turned on earlier.

 

Lu Qiming opened a box of self-heating rice which was ready to eat and walked towards her while eating.

 

“We have limited supplies on hand so we better plan.”

 

Jiang Miaomiao had a nose like a dog's and immediately smelled what he was eating.

 

“I want to eat beef.”

 

“...Go get one for yourself.”

 

“I’m charging, I can’t walk away.”

 

“The power bank has no legs and it won't run if you let go.”

 

“Hey, aren't we comrades who have experienced life and death together? Can't you give me a piece of beef? So stingy.”

 

Jiang Miaomiao chattered endlessly causing Lu Qiming's ears to ache. He grabbed the power bank and put the self-heating rice in her hands.

 

“Here, eat it. I'm giving you everything, stuff yourself to death.”

 

She laughed.

 

“Thank you, you're really a good teammate.”

 

Lu Qiming was stunned and immediately returned to their previous topic.

 

“We need to plan for our supplies.”

 

“Plan what? You eat half of it every day and what you save is enough for me to eat for another year.”

 

Jiang Miaomiao's mouth was full of beef and she couldn't speak clearly.


 

Lu Qiming resisted the urge to sew her mouth and patiently analyzed.

 

“I took a careful look before we left the convenience store. There wasn't much left in that store and it wasn't worth going back there again. We can eat the food in the basement for at least half a month, but we couldn't hold on to the upcoming zombie wave, so we have to get some more food in the meantime. In addition, if we rely on snacks to continue living every day, it's likely to lead to malnutrition. In the future, our physical strength won't be enough to face the zombies. It's best to find some nutritional supplements or healthier food. Do you know if there's a large supermarket nearby?”

 

Jiang Miaomiao paused and carefully recalled, “It seems that there's one. If you take the bus it should be in the seventh or eighth station.”

 

“In which direction?”

 

Her eyes darkened, “Er... on the left?”

 

Lu Qiming: “...You don't have a sense of direction?”

 

“I have. I wake up every morning facing the sun. The east is in the front, the west is in the back, the south is in the left and the north is in the right. But it's not morning now. I'm afraid I'll make a mistake. I'll tell you tomorrow.”


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Lu Qiming covered his forehead, “Does your phone have a GPS?”

 

“Yes.”

 

She didn't know the way when she first transmigrated into this book and she used the GPS as her guide every time she shopped.

 

“When your phone gets fully charged, I'll look at the GPS.”

    

“Oh.”

 

Lu Qiming looked at her with an expression of hating iron for not becoming steel. He put down the power bank and went down the stairs while shaking his head.

 

At six o'clock in the evening, the sun went down.

 

Lu Qiming was cooking. His small panties got dirty so he washed and hung it by the window. He only found an apron as a substitute.


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As we all know, when cooking with oil it won't reach the buttocks and the apron is only responsible for blocking the front body.


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So he waved the spatula while showing his sexy butt.

 

Jiang Miaomiao went downstairs and whistled when she saw this.

 

“It's very perky. You didn't lift the bucket in vain.”


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Lu Qiming sighed, “Little rogue, eat.”

 

“I'll eat later. I still have something to do.”

 

Jiang Miaomiao sat on a chair and her expression was like waiting for the winning lottery numbers. She held her phone and pressed the power button.

 

Three

 

Two 

 

One

 

The screen lit up and the familiar start up tone sounded.




 

T/N: hating iron for not becoming steel - not living up to the expectations 

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