Chapter 153: The RV Will Arrive in 20 Days

“Everything is ready. Talking about this now seems a bit late, doesn't it?”

“...True.”

And with that, the matter with Yao Zixin was put to rest. When it starts raining heavily every day and red worms begin infesting everything, Yao Zixin will appreciate Jing Shu’s foresight in getting a large umbrella to shield the house from the elements.

People like Jing Shu live well in the apocalypse for a reason—they’re always well-prepared. It seemed that Yao Zixin should stick with Jing Shu for future endeavors.

Jing Shu narrowed her eyes. The rising sea levels were something scientists had long been predicting, with many constantly testing and monitoring to issue warnings.

So why did so many places get flooded before people could evacuate?

Because many of the changes happening on Earth were beyond the current understanding of science. People labeled it “unscientific.”

In reality, the rise of the sea levels was terrifyingly fast. From the moment it was discovered that they were rising rapidly, to the point where floods and heavy rains started happening worldwide, it took just a few days.

The floods came too quickly, like a tornado—you couldn’t escape the storm in time, and there was no way to hide or endure it.

Who would have thought that, while the sea levels were rising by just 5 millimeters a year now, in just a few dozen days, they’d suddenly surge uncontrollably? The most terrifying part was that it didn’t follow any predictable pattern— even high-altitude places like the African Plateau could be submerged.

Newton: “The physics of Earth are no longer within my domain.”

Jing Shu sighed. The best she could do was to lead her family through the apocalypse and make thorough preparations for the upcoming natural disasters.

When she expressed her concerns during dinner that evening, her family surprisingly agreed with her. Thankfully, the scientists’ predictions had been correct, even if their timing was a bit off. This gave Jing Shu the perfect excuse to justify her preparations for the future.

Wu Youai was the first to support her: “My mentor said it’s a case of extremes coming to a head. Heavy rains are inevitable, and nationwide flooding is only a matter of time.”

“That makes sense. The scientists have solid evidence, so we should prepare as well,” Jing Shu’s grandfather added in support.

Jing Shu’s mother chimed in, “I’ve already dried the vegetables and fruits, so we won’t run out of food. Plus, our lamps are on for ten hours a day, so the vegetables are growing like crazy.”

“We should pack food in advance and be ready to flee at any moment. But what about the chickens, ducks, and pigs? We need to figure out how to save our livestock too,” said Jing Shu’s grandmother, clearly valuing the animals.

Those animals were as precious as national treasures!

Jing Shu nodded in agreement. Even though the floods wouldn’t reach their area, it was still wise to prepare for the worst. No one should gamble with their lives.

Jing Shu’s grandmother was so fond of their livestock that she would likely insist on taking them along during any future migration.

But... while others might be fleeing for their lives, would their family really be bringing chickens, ducks, and pigs on the road? The thought of that scene was too much for Jing Shu to imagine.

Jing Shu’s father offered some practical advice for the house: “With heavy rains, we’ll need to handle drainage. Aside from the water tank you’ve already set up, we should raise the ground level. Your grandfather can help pave a sloped cement floor and dig a channel to direct excess water to the back of the mountain.”

Each family member had something helpful to contribute.

Jing Shu then put on her “performance,” bringing up the batch of supplies she had stored on the second floor of the villa but hadn’t yet mentioned.

“Besides that, I’m planning to get some umbrellas, raincoats, life jackets, and inflatable boats.”

Jing Shu’s preparations didn’t stop there. To keep the red worms from jumping inside, she had bought full-body rain suits—boots connected to pants, which were connected to a coat and hat. The face was covered with a visor, while the rest of the suit was fully sealed.

The suits might look a bit ugly, but at least she wouldn’t be wrapping herself in plastic bags like in her previous life, where red worms would crawl into her collar and crevices. It wasn’t just uncomfortable—having them wriggle on your skin was unbearable, like having hair tangled on your body. If they bounced around, it felt like an itch you couldn’t scratch.

As for the life jackets, Jing Shu had both old and new automatic inflatable models.

The new model looked like a wristband, and when it hit the water, it automatically inflated to keep a person afloat.

Jing Shu’s grandmother even suggested putting the new life jackets on their livestock. That way, if a flood came, they could all float together with the family and the animals.

Jing Shu: “…”

The next day, Jing Shu’s grandfather used up the last few bags of cement to pave a slope around the villa for better drainage. He also raised the area around the coal shed—coal becomes useless if it gets soaked.

Meanwhile, Jing Shu wasn’t idle either. She began digging a drainage channel behind the villa to redirect excess water, as even three or four days of heavy rain could flood up to ankle height. If it rained for months without proper drainage, the water could reach waist-deep levels.

As Jing Shu busied herself with these preparations, she received a sudden call from Niu Mou. Apparently, Yang Yang had left a message saying that the goods Jing Shu had requested were on their way and would arrive at a port in China in about 20 days. She needed to be ready to receive them.

Jing Shu was thrilled.

Thankfully, sending out the “meat bun” hadn’t been in vain—she would finally receive her long-awaited RV! One of the top three most luxurious items in the apocalypse was soon to be hers!

Jing Shu calculated the time. It should arrive by early December, right?

The port was about 4,000 kilometers away. Before the apocalypse, it would take three to four days via the Lianhuo Expressway.

But the problem now was that some highways had been blocked by a year’s worth of dirt, or there could be other issues like road closures. Not knowing the road conditions or whether she’d have to take detours, Jing Shu figured it would take at least ten days.

If things went smoothly, she could make it back before the end of December. If not… she might end up returning during the floods.

The timing of it all was nerve-wracking.

“Jing Shu, Yang Yang also asked me to apologize. The RV may have suffered some damage—it’s in pretty rough shape. You might need to repair it when it arrives.”

“How bad is ‘pretty rough’?” Jing Shu’s face darkened.

“Oh, and Jing Shu, Yang Yang said he made arrangements with a trustworthy government-owned logistics company, Hengda Logistics, to help transport the RV back. They’ll be delivering some government cargo and can bring your RV along, but… you’ll have to cover the costs yourself.”

Niu Mou didn’t give specific details, but Jing Shu had a feeling that when Yang Yang said the RV was “in rough shape,” it was worse than he was letting on.

Still, the arrangements saved Jing Shu the trouble of figuring out how to retrieve the RV herself. She had been worried about the time it would take to travel to the port and drive it back, but with Yang Yang’s help, that was no longer necessary.

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*Side Note:*

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