Doomsday Rebirth: Revenge Is Too Easy

Chapter 9 Countdown

Early the next morning, Fang Mo was woken up by Zhao Zixuan's call.

That day, Zhao Zixuan waited at the bar for 10 minutes without seeing Fang Mo. He was about to call her when he received her message.

"Zixuan, I'm sorry. There is something wrong with my uncle's company. He is in a bad mood. I want to accompany him. The bill has been paid at the bar. You can play by yourself first."

Just as he was about to leave, seven or eight beauties in hot clothes walked towards his booth with champagne held above their heads. Fireworks were set off on the champagne. People in the bar were attracted by the scene and looked at him. go.

Zhao Zixuan was sitting in the middle of the booth closest to the dance floor. Groups of young women kept coming to chat with him. The salesman's mouth was as if it had been smeared with honey, and he was so coaxed that he turned red in the face after a while.

At this moment, he seemed to have really become the young master that attracted everyone's attention, and this feeling of vanity was very useful to him.

That night he also "accidentally met" Fang Rao. Fang Mo's uncle was in trouble, and he knew Fang Rao's family situation well. Looking at the Vacheron Constantin worth more than 20 yuan in his hand, he made his choice.

Although the subsequent cat abuse incident made a big fuss, it was a good opportunity for Zhao Zixuan to get close to Fang Rao. How could the lives of a few cats be as important as his "marrying into a wealthy family"?
However, Zhao Zixuan knew very well that eggs could not be put in one basket, so he kept in touch with Fang Mo lukewarmly.

"Momo, where have you been? Why haven't you replied to my messages these days? It's suddenly so cold today. Are you okay?" Zhao Zixuan's hypocritical concern was on the other end of the phone.

"Zixuan, there was a problem with my uncle's project and he was fired. He has to compensate the company 300 million. If he doesn't pay, he will go to jail." Fang Mo made an impromptu idea. Since he likes acting, let's see whose acting skills Slightly better.

"Don't worry too much. Your uncle is a good man and nothing will happen to him. Have you eaten? Remember to eat on time."

"Zixuan, do you have money? Can you lend me some?" Fang Mo didn't want to listen to his nutritious nonsense anymore.

"Momo, I don't have any money. If I have a hundred or eighty thousand, I'm willing to use it all to help you!"

Zhao Zixuan's tone seemed "sincere", but Fang Mo knew that the man crying about poverty on the phone had at least 20 in savings, and this money should have belonged to her.

In the last life, the two were almost desperate when they were trapped in a small apartment. In order to eat the last pack of biscuits, Zhao Zixuan told her about winning 20 yuan in scratch-off tickets for Fang Mo last year, and vowed that if there was still a chance to live, , be sure to propose to her and give all your property to her for safekeeping.

At that time, she was so carried away by love that Zhao Zixuan took advantage of the bonus and used it as a bargaining chip to impress her. What was even more ridiculous was that she was really moved at the time.

"It's okay, I'll think of something else." Fang Mo hung up the phone.

In a few days, the balance in Zhao Zixuan's bank card will really become a number, just a number.

Countdown to 5 days.

Finally waited for An An's call.

"Momo, why did you buy so much food for me? This is enough for me to eat for two or three months. And was the wood stove and fuel delivered by courier by mistake? By the way, there is a huge box for me. I didn’t dare to open it, but it said polar cold-proof tent on it.”

"Ah, I bought that for camping in the winter. Sorry, I'll leave it with you first. I'll pick it up in two days."

Fang Mo didn't tell her that in addition to the tent and down sleeping bag, these were specially prepared for her.

Countdown to 3 days.

Fang Mo looked at the balance in his bank card and felt worried. In addition to Fang Dequan's 500 million, there were still more than 300 million that had not been spent.

It cost 300 million to renovate the ancestral home and purchase supplies. Including cars and oil, the total cost was only about 700 million.

She also bought an unfinished building not far away.

It was an unfinished community composed of dozens of unfinished buildings. It was located in a remote area, with weeds growing wild. Except for the occasional security patrol, no one cared about it.

The entrance and exit to the second underground parking lot were sealed with concrete, leaving only an explosion-proof door.There is a basement exactly like the ancestral home, as well as more supplies.

Although the food is not as abundant as here, there are more offensive weapons.

Countdown to 2 days. "Momo, where did you put the duvet?"

Fang Mo was shocked by Zhao Zixuan's news.

Oops!

She forgot to prepare supplies for Zhao Zixuan next month. Will he not be able to survive the day when the show starts?
"It's in the black storage box on the cabinet. The weather has been bad these days, so don't go out. Do you still have enough food at home?" Fang Mo asked tentatively.

"I've been working overtime a while ago, and the food you bought last month has barely been touched."

Fang Mo hung up the phone and laughed at himself: "Haha, working overtime? I'm afraid he was busy fooling around with Fang Rao, so he never went back to live. Zhao Zixuan, you are really hard to kill."

Countdown to 0 days.

On September 9, the seasons were unified across the world overnight, and the extremely cold and endless winter arrived at minus 6 degrees Celsius.

Just like in the previous life, it snowed all day in the Jiangnan area. Water and power outages began in most areas. Roads froze, traffic was paralyzed, and unprepared humans fell into panic.

Television broadcasts repeated messages to stay at home and wait for rescue.But there are always people who don't know the heights of the world and think that they can't fear the power of nature with just a physical body. Bodies curled up and frozen to death began to appear on the streets. Within an hour, they were buried under heavy snow without a trace.

Today, Fang Mo got up early and checked everything in his ancestral home.

The water in the swimming pool has long been frozen solid. The container has been sprinkled with antifreeze in advance and protected by a layer of thermal insulation cotton. There is no sign of the coal and pellet fuel freezing.

The temperature in the garage is minus fifteen degrees, and the vehicle can start normally.

The yard is monitored using polar cameras and ultra-low temperature resistant cables and is operating normally.

The temperature on the first floor is minus [-] degrees, which is a few degrees lower than the temperature in the cold storage. There is no problem with the food.

The temperature in the underground warehouse is about two degrees above zero.

When Fang Mo returned to the living room, Xu Yuming had already lit the stove, the milk on the table was steaming, and the indoor temperature showed seventeen degrees. The two of them and the dog ate something casually and leaned lazily on the sofa.

"Everything you said before came true." Xu Yuming looked at the ceiling in a trance, and the two of them fell into silence. Only Komori's snoring echoed in the room.

Xu Yuming had some regrets. If he had not been busy with work and cared more about Fang Mo, he would not have survived this life. He would definitely do his best to protect Fang Mo, who had already experienced death once.

"Boom boom boom!" The two men's mobile phones received a signal instantly, and new messages were constantly being squeezed in.

"Momo, the weather is too cold, you have to take good care of yourself. Is there any news from your uncle? Can you send the money in advance?"

Fang Mo sneered, Fang Dequan was still thinking about the 8000 million, but it was a pity that it was almost spent.

Afterwards, she told An An to feel free to use the cold-proof equipment, and then turned off her phone. She didn't even have the desire to open Zhao Zixuan's dozen unread messages.

"There will be no signal soon. Let's use this from now on." She handed a professional walkie-talkie to her uncle.

In the last life, in just one week, water, electricity, coal, network, signals and other basic things that urban people depended on for survival disappeared.

Most of the people in the underground fortress used walkie-talkies to communicate, and they also used shortwave communication to communicate with other gathered survivors, but Fang Mo didn't know anything about it.

"Uncle, I bought a shortwave radio set and put it in your room. The instructions are like a bible. I can't understand it. Just study it when you are bored." After saying that, Fang Mo returned to his room.

She fell down on the bed, deep in thought.

(End of this chapter)