Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 112

Chapter 112: Chapter 112: Hostage

The past two days flew by. In the blink of an eye, it was almost the New Year, and the government’s New Year supplies for The Metropolis Residences had all arrived.

The supplies were escorted by armed soldiers and military police and stored in the warehouse of Crystal Mart.

For the past few days, the property management staff and security guards had been practically sleeping in the commercial area, determined not to give any criminals an opportunity to strike.

First thing in the morning, property management sent out a notice informing the residents of The Metropolis Residences that they could start lining up to purchase New Year supplies at 6:00 PM tonight.

Each resident could purchase about a pound of pork, 200 milliliters of cooking oil, three pounds of flour, and three pounds of rice. The prices were several times higher than before the cataclysm, but compared to the post-apocalypse prices, this was a complete steal.

The moment the notice went out, the community’s group chat exploded with activity:

"3-1007 Kiki, Mom of Two: This is great! The prices are so cheap. We can finally let the kids eat something good. They’ve gotten so tired of sand vine cakes they’ve lost their appetites."

"4-1209 Just Slacking: AHHHHH! I was starting to think there was no point in living anymore, but now that I see we can buy pork, I feel like I can go on!"

"5-1107 Azure: I don’t know why, but I kind of want to cry. We can finally have a proper New Year. I just wonder when these days will ever end."

"6-702 The Lover: Yeah, I remember the tornadoes started last April, then came the extreme heat. Now it’s already February. It’s been almost a whole year."

"2-1408 Bella Grant: So the government still has reserves. That’s incredible. We’ve had a whole year with no harvests, right?"

"2-1908 Coco: The national grain reserve is enough for the entire country to eat their fill for at least a year. Plus, our country imported a lot of food in the very beginning. If they control the supply, it should be enough to last another six months."

"7-901 Adventurous Lawson: But can things really go back to normal in six months? Will the temperature drop in the new year? I don’t know how much longer I can hold on if this continues."

"4-1209 Just Slacking: Who cares! Let’s just eat these supplies first! Even if I die, I’ll die a well-fed ghost!"

"2-1408 Bella Grant: Don’t talk about dying during the New Year. We all have to keep living."

"..."

Winnie Summers and Colin Summers went to Crystal Mart early in the morning to prepare for the evening’s supply distribution.

Melody Summers wasn’t idle, either. She went to the farm in the Arcadian Space with a hemp rope to tie up the miniature pigs.

The miniature pigs bred quickly. They ate a lot of feed every day, and by now, more than twenty were ready for slaughter. With all the piglets running around on top of that, the entire enclosure felt a bit crowded.

Melody Summers kept a few for breeding and sent the other dozen or so miniature pigs to the processing workshop to be slaughtered. They were de-haired, deboned, and gutted, then ground into a mince that was thirty percent fat and seventy percent lean.

Looking at the freshly made mince, Melody Summers nodded in satisfaction. ’This filling will make incredibly delicious dumplings.’

She mixed the meat with vegetables she had grown earlier—chives, fennel, green onions, shepherd’s purse, eggplant, and more—to create a "New Year Dumpling Filling Gift Box." She listed it on the Arcadia Store, priced at 50,000 per box.

The moment Melody Summers listed the item, thousands of the gift boxes were instantly sold out.

As Melody Summers diligently packed and shipped the orders, she recalled the timeline from her past life. ’If everything happens as it did before, this heatwave should end in about two more months.’

Starting in April, multiple volcanoes around the world would begin to erupt one after another. The volcanic ash from the eruptions would be sent high into the atmosphere, blanketing the sky and plunging the entire globe into a long, dark night.

Sunlight would be unable to penetrate the clouds, and the surface temperature would continually drop, ushering in an era of cold nights and snowfall.

Melody Summers remembered that the heavy snows in the later period would fall intermittently for more than two months, freezing countless people to death.

Many people didn’t make it, finding their eternal rest that year.

After finishing the shipments, Melody Summers left the space and went downstairs, where her grandmother and Miss Lowell were busy in the front yard’s vegetable patch.

The chives and fennel in the garden were growing vigorously. While watering them, her grandmother muttered that in a few days, they could use these vegetables to make dumplings for the New Year.

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