Apocalypse: After Being Reborn, I Stocked Up on All Supplies-Chapter 46 - : Dark Night, Migrant

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Chapter 46: Chapter 46: Dark Night, Migrant

In the other windows of the surveillance video, people whose exposed skin was studded with several mosquitoes with broken mouthparts, bloodied, kept rushing out.

At first glance, one might think they were besieged by zombies.

The imagery was so bloody and impactful it made Jiang Yan nauseous.

She frowned, turned off the pad, and picked up her phone to open the only still-functioning V-Chat homeowner group.

In less than a day, there were already over 999+ messages in the group.

It seemed there were still quite a few people with power on their phones, or perhaps they had moved underground and were using the property management’s emergency power supply in the shelter.

Most of the messages in the group were angry curses venting their rage, with a few seeking help or asking if any neighbors had medicine or doctors in their homes.

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Xinaping, antipyretics, hemostatics, gauze, Yunnan Baiyao, antibiotics, patchouli herbal water, and other common medicines were all desperately sought after and hard to find for any price.

A warmhearted veterinarian in the group volunteered to perform amputation surgeries for neighbors.

There was also a repeated message from the property management, sent three times over:

[Property Management Steward No.1: Dear homeowners, during a recent patrol we discovered that some homeowners carelessly forgot to close the doors when leaving the building, leading to Blood Mosquito attacks in various buildings across Shallow Bay. We would like to remind you of the following:

1. To prevent another tragedy, effective immediately, all building unit doors will be locked; the re-opening date is to be determined.

2. The property management has organized staff to immediately begin extermination of any remaining Blood Mosquitoes from the first to third floors of each building. We ask homeowners who have not yet moved to the underground shelter to temporarily hide in their homes.

If you cannot withstand the high temperature and need to move out immediately, please endure the heat and properly protect yourself (avoid exposing skin) to avoid giving mosquitoes an opportunity.

3. The property management is short-handed and unable to be everywhere at once, which has resulted in management gaps; we ask for your understanding!

Our twelve members of property management have been fighting non-stop for two days and nights in over sixty-degree heat to prepare shelters and supplies for more than fifteen hundred homeowners!

The extreme heat is unbearable, we have employees who have died from the heat as well as from Blood Mosquito attacks…

We deeply regret and apologize for everything that happened in the hallways today! But importantly, we ask that all homeowners also voluntarily comply with the community rules for the personal safety of everyone, to have a little more sense of responsibility and prevention!!]

Accompanying this message, there were several photos of property management staff sweating profusely as they battled on the front lines.

Some photos also showed injured, unconscious, or even dead staff.

Jiang Yan skimmed over the photos, pausing on the words “each building.”

So, it wasn’t just building A that was attacked by the Blood Mosquitoes.

Were the ones who deliberately left the doors of the other four buildings open also property management staff?

Unfortunately, she only had surveillance in a few floors of building A and couldn’t see the others.

The photos posted in the group showed the severity in the remaining four buildings was no less than that of building A.

But she was neither police nor detective.

These issues were not her current priority to consider.

There were naturally comments cursing the property management for poor inspection.

But most, after seeing the photos, gave a thumbs up to the property management’s actions over the last few days, noting that under the extreme temperatures, setting up the underground shelter was indeed beyond their capabilities.

However, the most numerous comments were curses toward the few homeowners who didn’t close the unit doors.

Those words were venomous.

As vile as you could imagine, they went as far as to curse all the way back through the offenders’ ancestors.

Jiang Yan glanced at the messages, noticing clearly a few people stirring things up, even pointing the finger at those who had left for the shelter.

Naturally, this included her, the only one from building A who had gone to the official shelter.

No wonder her ears had been burning earlier.

However, property management made no comment.

After sending that considerate message, they had completely disappeared from the group chat.

Perhaps they were busy preparing extermination supplies, or something else.

Jiang Yan remembered the surveillance footage she had seen and glanced at the group, where people were irrationally tagging and sending her private messages, asking to add her, and she furrowed her brows.

She indeed had no plan to cut that surveillance footage and throw it into the group.

One reason was that she didn’t know how to cut it, and once sent, her privately installing the surveillance would be exposed to the world.

Another reason, with so much chaos everywhere, it was more crucial to address the current issues than to pursue the perpetrators behind them.

For the homeowners, the core issue was to reduce the mosquito attacks and successfully move to the underground parking garage.

For her, it was to follow the plan and safely fly back home tonight.

So, let the bullets fly for a while longer.

If she remembered correctly, the temperature would reach seventy to eighty degrees The Day After Tomorrow.

What was the point of getting into a dispute now with a bunch of hot-headed people?

Jiang Yan turned off her phone, stood up, donned her gear, and left the Space.

It was nearly ten o’clock at night now, with a round moon hanging high in the night sky.

Illuminating everything on the street below with clarity.

Perhaps it was the extreme heat, but the moonlight seemed somewhat red.

Casting a faint, blood-colored hue on everything below.

At this time, the temperature continued to rise.

But without the blinding sunlight and the scorching sensation of the day, the sensation on both body and eyes was somewhat better.

Sparse figures had begun to emerge on the streets.

The rise in temperature was too sudden, and all modes of transportation had ground to a halt.

Even for the officials, setting up shelters wouldn’t be easy.

For the time being, the public could only rely on self-help or make their own way to the shelters.

Among the crowds, some were fully equipped, their heavy hiking packs on their backs as they slowly walked with their families.

On their heads, they wore helmets fashioned from window screens and carried electric mosquito swatters and mosquito repellent.

Others wore window screens modified into armor draped around their bodies.

Of course, some had transformed window screens into oversized family mobile mosquito repellent warehouses.

These mosquito repellent warehouse screens were either welded together or tightly bound with cloth strips and ropes.

Iron wires and broomsticks were used to form a framework.

Just the right size to accommodate a family of three or four walking inside.

They had constructed two shelves in the middle that they could rest on their shoulders to carry.

Even though they didn’t need to hold it up with their hands, the weight of a dozen or so screens on a person’s body, added to such high temperatures, was enough to tire out the one responsible for carrying the mosquito repellent warehouse.

Of course, these people were mostly middle-aged parents.

At the bottom of the mosquito repellent warehouse, a thick layer of fabric was sewn.

This fabric was intentionally dragged along the ground, perfectly blocking any gaps that mosquitoes might enter through.

These people were likely taking advantage of the night to head to the nearby official shelters.

Soon, the sweat emitted by the people inside the mosquito repellent warehouse and their heavy breathing from exhaustion attracted a large swarm of mosquitoes.

Although they couldn’t break through the mosquito repellent warehouse, it didn’t stop them from circling overhead or landing on the window screens.