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The six-month-long crisis has finally passed. Everyone feels a mix of relief at being reborn and confusion about the future. Everything has turned to ruins. Zhao Gang and I stand atop the debris, gazing at the desolate scene before us. Our home has been destroyed, and we need to rebuild. But reality is harsher than we imagined.
The ruins are filled with broken walls, twisted steel bars contorted into various shapes. The air is thick with dust and the smell of smoke, irritating our noses and throats. We can't help but cough a few times, our mood feeling particularly heavy. Rebuilding our home is easier said than done.
We begin searching for a suitable location to start the reconstruction, but finding an appropriate site proves difficult as we need to consider many factors. I rely on my instincts to lead everyone in the search, but after several days, we have little to show for our efforts. We feel somewhat frustrated and lost. However, we do not give up.
We continue to scavenge through the ruins, hoping to find something useful. Food, water, clothing, tools—these items have become exceptionally precious. We must tread carefully to avoid drawing attention to ourselves. Yet even so, our resources remain insufficient to meet our needs. We are forced to ration supplies to ensure that everyone receives basic necessities.
During our search for resources, we occasionally encounter outsiders. Like us, they are also looking for supplies or a new home. Sometimes we help each other out, sharing information and resources. But at other times, conflicts arise. Especially in times of scarcity, these disagreements become more intense. We must remain vigilant to prevent others from taking our resources.
In this atmosphere of tension, we finally find a relatively safe place and prepare to begin the rebuilding process. We clear away the debris and set up temporary shelters.
We began to try planting crops, hoping to achieve self-sufficiency. We also started repairing some infrastructure, aiming to restore basic functions. A group of outsiders arrived at our temporary shelter, claiming to be a rescue team searching for survivors and resources. We were skeptical of them; after all, in this apocalyptic world, everyone is fighting for their own survival. However, their equipment and the quality of their personnel made us believe their words. They possessed advanced weapons and gear, along with well-trained soldiers. They provided us with some resources that helped us through tough times.
However, their arrival also sparked new problems. First, it disrupted our peaceful life and reminded us of the harshness of the apocalypse. Second, their resources were limited and could not meet our long-term needs. Lastly, their presence ignited greed in some individuals, leading a few to consider taking advantage of them. While we accepted their aid, we also began to doubt their intentions. We worried they might take our resources or even treat us as laborers. This concern complicated our feelings towards them. On one hand, we were grateful for their assistance; on the other hand, we remained suspicious of their motives. We struggled internally, unsure of what to do.
After some time reflecting on the situation, we decided to cooperate with them. We hoped that through collaboration, we could establish closer ties and face the challenges of the apocalypse together. With their assistance, our home reconstruction began to show initial results. We built simple housing and infrastructure and started attempting self-sufficiency. We also searched through the ruins for useful resources to expedite the rebuilding process. Although many issues still needed resolution, we had begun to see hope.
We looked forward to the day when we could rebuild our home and live a stable and happy life. Throughout the reconstruction process, we experienced many internal struggles and growth. We began to contemplate life and reflect on its meaning and value. We realized that the value of life lies not only in survival but also in the connections and emotions shared between people. We learned to face fears and hopes bravely and accepted both our own shortcomings and those of others. This growth made us stronger and more confident, filling us with anticipation and hope for the future.
Looking at the newly refreshed home before us, my heart was filled with joy and emotion. We had poured countless efforts and sweat into this place. We gazed at each other with gratitude, knowing that we could finally bid farewell to our difficult past and welcome a new life. However, we were also well aware that the future would not be smooth sailing.
After experiencing disaster, my family and Aunt Li Mei's family decided to live together in a large courtyard. The children in the house had their own thoughts about whether they wanted to stay together. Since moving in with us, Aunt Li Mei found a new joy in her life. She began to do her makeup meticulously every day and started live streaming, calling her channel "Survival Show in the Apocalypse."
At first, it was just our two families keeping her company, but gradually she gained popularity online, attracting a large audience. Aunt Li Mei's live stream mainly focused on teaching viewers how to take care of their beauty during an apocalypse. While applying face masks, she would talk about various topics and sometimes conduct quirky experiments.
For instance, she would discuss the magical effects of mixing skincare products together and then try them out herself, often resulting in her face turning bright red. She also showcased her culinary skills during the streams, sometimes creating oddly shaped dishes or even turning food black or green. In short, Aunt Li Mei's live stream was filled with joy and eccentricity, drawing attention from numerous online viewers.
Eventually, her channel gained sponsorships, and she began wearing clothes and cosmetics provided by sponsors during her broadcasts, showcasing herself in front of the camera. Every day, Aunt Li Mei was full of energy, bringing endless laughter to our two families. She said she had found her "retirement" life and no longer felt as disorganized as before.
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