Chapter 39: Is the Hospital’s WiFi Still Good?

Another person died. Just a few hours earlier, they were a living being, scrambling in the group chat for water, and now they’ve become a corpse... A wave of panic spread through the group. Several people asked what happened and how it could be so serious as to lead to death. At the same time, everyone started cursing Boss Bai of the supermarket to high heaven. Wang Xue Mei from Building No.2: "@Boss Bai, you knew it was industrial water and still sold it to us at a high price! What were you thinking? How can someone like you, who makes blood money, not drop dead!" I have a baby No.13: "Luckily I didn’t get water today. All the chickens, ducks, and pigs outside are diseased, the water is industrial water, vegetables are sold at prices dozens of times higher, it’s scorching hot during the day and freezing at night—when will this Dark Day ever end?" Wind No.3: "Lucky for me, I only drank a few sips and then quickly pumped my stomach. @Boss Bai, pay up!" Wang Qiqi No.13: "@Everyone, neighbors who bought water, please don’t drink it! We should thank @Xiao Shu’s Villa District for the warning today, or the consequences would have been unimaginable." Luxury Car Specialist No.5: "If you knew it was industrial water, @Xiao Shu’s Villa District, why didn’t you stop us from buying? What good is a reminder when I’m still suffering from heavy metal poisoning, the hospital doesn’t even have a bed, and I have to spend the night in the corridor getting IV drips!" Wang Qiqi No.13: "Besides, everyone can rest assured, Boss Bai of the supermarket has already been beaten into a state of helplessness by Xiao Shu’s father, @Jing’an Villa District. The police station even issued an commendation and confiscated all the supermarket’s goods. It’s expected that after the Dark Day ends, a new supermarket will move in. If you need to buy anything, you’ll have to go to Ai Family Supermarket, which is 7 kilometers away." In the past few days, many people had joined the group and were now very concerned about this matter. Hearing there would be no supermarket, complaints arose one after another: "The supermarket that sold fake water should compensate us with its goods!" and "The Ai Family Supermarket is so far away; going there is such a hassle! Whoever drove the boss away should open a new supermarket." It was at this time that Mr. Jing, who had read the chat logs, spoke up. Jing’an Villa District: "@Luxury Car Specialist No.5, is the Wi-Fi at the hospital still working? Are you at Yuewen Hospital? [Smile]" This [Smile] really struck a chord with everyone. Earlier in the day, this very person had asked if the supermarket owner was around. Then, the supermarket owner ended up beaten into helplessness, and the police even issued a commendation. This person’s actions told everyone in the group: if you can use your hands, then stop the empty talk. They were different from those who only dared to curse in the group chats. The group suddenly went quiet. Two minutes passed, and no one spoke. Jing’an Villa District: "@Luxury Car Specialist No.5, is it the same hospital as Luo Hao? Yuewen Hospital, right? [Smile]" Luxury Car Specialist No.5: "No, no, it’s really not the same hospital! I’m sorry, I was spouting nonsense before. @Xiao Shu’s Villa District, I was wrong, I apologize! Please tell your dad not to be impulsive!" After reading this, Jing Shu snorted and replied: "Helping you is a favor; not helping is my right. Stop your clamoring. Be careful, or my dad will mess you up." Luxury Car Specialist No.5 typed frantically, You motherf—! I’ll kill you! Who’s afraid of who, you little bitch— then quickly deleted it. He typed another string of abuse and deleted that too, finally managing only, "I’m sorry, I’m sorry." Those who have worked in sales customer service for a long time tend to have this habit: they can’t curse those they can’t afford to offend, so they type out the curse first without sending it. But Luxury Car Specialist No.5 didn’t know that one time he cursed Jing Shu and accidentally sent it, and then, well... 「Meanwhile.」 So it turns out, ’my dad is XX’ is such a useful card to play. It feels great. "Just scare him a little," Mr. Jing said with a simple smile. In this life, Baozi’s father and Baozi’s mother really seem to be changing, little by little. ... Although Jing Shu had been very busy during this period, she still inspected the adorable creatures in her space every evening and practiced the sixth-order Magic Cube. The improvement in her physical fitness had also taken her mastery of the Magic Cube to a new level. She also made a new discovery. The twelve fields of the fifth-order Magic Cube still consumed one drop of Spiritual Spring water per field each day, but the daily production of Spiritual Spring water in the space had increased from twenty to twenty-six drops. This excited Jing Shu greatly. She had been hesitant to overuse the resource before, but now she finally felt free to be more liberal with it. Currently, Jing Shu used about five drops of Spiritual Spring water daily for various purposes: feeding the livestock, her family, the fish and shrimp, the Bees, and so on. She decided to resume feeding the fighting chicken with the No.1 Spiritual Spring water. Recently, No.1 had performed very well. It was obedient, going east when told and not west—a creature of great intelligence and aggressiveness. Jing Shu wanted to see if she could cultivate a true fighting chicken. In the future, while others release dogs, I’ll release my chicken. It can fight by pecking and contribute by laying eggs. What a good chicken! The vegetables and fruits newly planted in the Magic Cube Space had ripened. Jing Shu transplanted some tomatoes, eggplants, and baby cabbages into the greenhouse and the vegetable garden, claiming they were high-priced purchases from outside. The recent surge in vegetable prices had led to a supply shortage. Those with yards who had planted some vegetables had seen many of their plants wither in the intense heat. Consequently, indoor mushroom cultivation was becoming very popular. Garlic was arranged in the living room, with plates of it occupying Mr. Jing’s entire bookshelf. Clean, peeled garlic cloves, placed on a plate with a bit of Spiritual Spring Diluted Water, would sprout new shoots in just a few days, growing continuously after each harvest. A plate of garlic would definitely be a top-tier gift after the apocalypse, and Jing Shu had to prepare in advance. In her previous life, Mrs. Jing was dismissed from her position at a critical moment, which prevented Jing Shu’s family from entering the establishment. This time... I’ll make sure Baozi’s mother climbs even higher. Then she replanted crops that stored well, like pumpkins, soybeans, and potatoes. She planned to keep them in the basement for occasional use, such as making pumpkin porridge or French fries. The main crop was soybeans. In the apocalypse, they were truly valuable. They could be processed into oil, with the residue steamed into cakes. They could be ground using a millstone to make soy milk, tofu skin, tofu, hairy tofu, and other products. They could also be sprouted into various kinds of bean sprouts. In the apocalypse, if you needed to get something done, you could secretly slip a handful of fresh soybeans to someone during a handshake, and they were sure to give you a knowing smile in return. Jing Shu actually planned to use half of the soybeans to make Crispy Soybeans. After being deep-fried, they became wonderfully crunchy and fragrant. I can nibble on them as snacks, mix them into fried rice noodles, hot pot condiments, or Yangchun noodles, or have them as a side dish with pickled green beans. A bite of Crispy Soybeans followed by a bite of pickled green beans... SLURP! So good, so good! Jing Shu’s mouth watered again. As for fruit, besides watermelons and oranges, Jing Shu also focused on cultivating lemon trees. After more than half a month of waiting, they finally ripened. When she had the fourth-order Magic Cube Space, the Bees produced 100 jin of honey. Since upgrading to the fifth-order Magic Cube, the yield had doubled. To date, she had accumulated a harvest of 2 liters of Royal Jelly and 400 jin of honey. This amount was equivalent to twice the annual production of ordinary beehives. This was all with the limited cultivation area in the Black Field of the Magic Cube Space; otherwise, the yield would be even higher. It sounded like a lot, but it actually occupied only one-fifth of a cubic meter of space. After eagerly waiting for the lemons to ripen, Jing Shu washed and sliced them. She soaked them in honey for three days in the refrigerator, then transferred them to the space. Finally, she filled that section of the space with ice water. One cubic meter of iced lemon honey water was ready! On a scorching day in the apocalypse, wouldn’t a cup of iced lemon honey water be wonderful?