Salted Fish Transmigrated Into An Apocalyptic Book: Chapter 38 (1/2)

Chapter 38 (1/2)

The bright sunlight hurts her eyes.

It’s useless to stay here. It’s better to find something for herself to do.

Jiang Miao Miao remembered the pasta that Lu Qiming had made for her before, and also took out a handful of noodles and started to make them according to the taste in memory.

It took her almost an hour, and she was very satisfied with the results.

Put the noodles on a beautiful plate, put the napkin on the dining table, put the knife and fork, carve the ham sausage into small smiling faces, and spread it on the edge of the plate.

It was already past five o’clock in the evening, and the sun gradually weakened.

Is Lu Qiming coming back soon?

He only ate biscuits at noon, and when he saw the noodles on the table, he would definitely be eager to sit down and eat them all.

The noodles were a bit spicy, so she opened the refrigerator, took out two bottles of iced drinks, unscrewed the lids, and put them next to the dinner plate.

After doing all this, Jiang Miao Miao hugged the dog and began to wait again.

Sunset on the west mountain, the sunset glow is gorgeous.

She watched helplessly as the light disappeared little by little, from the room’s brightness to the darkness that could not be seen.

Lu Qiming still hasn’t come back.

Jiang Meimu moved in her arms, and she became uneasy.

Did something really happen?

She can’t wait any longer.

Jiang Miao Miao thought of the scene of him unlocking the lock that day, found a fruit knife, and followed his steps.

But Lu Qiming did it with ease, seeming to put the blade into the gap without effort. She poked it for a long time, leaving only a few unnoticeable scratches.

She doesn’t believe it!

It’s also a hand. How can it work for him?

Jiang Miao Miao tried harder to pick the lock, and Jiang Meimu, who was squatting behind her, suddenly barked.

She stopped it and listened carefully.

Footsteps were heard outside the door, from far to near.

This voice sounded like Lu Qiming, with big strides and fast walking.

When they first met, every time they went out together, she had to trot to keep up with him.

He didn’t learn to slow down until they got along for a long time.

Lu Qiming is back!

Jiang Miao Miao was overjoyed and looked at the door expectantly, wanting to hug him the first time he came in.

But then she remembered that when he went out this morning, the other party locked her inside without saying a word and left her alone, and she suddenly lost her mood.

If he wants to lock her up, he can lock her up; if he wants to leave, he can. She wasn’t angry at all, but she worried about him all day, how stupid.

She doesn’t wait any longer. Go to bed!

Jiang Miao Miao returned to the bedroom, got under the quilt, messed up the sheets, and pretended to have slept all day soundly.

Soon, the locked door was opened, and Lu Qiming walked in.

Jiang Meimu went up to meet him, and he asked in a low voice, “Where’s Miao Miao?”

Footsteps came from the living room to the bedroom door, and the door was gently pushed open.

Jiang Miao Miao huddled under the blanket motionless, her eyes closed.

Lu Qiming didn’t turn on the light, looked at her for a while by the moonlight, didn’t speak, put down the things in his hands, and went to take a bath lightly.

The sound of water came from the bathroom, and Jiang Miao Miao opened her eyes, feeling sullen.

Does he feel that he is very great and plans to do it again next time?

Lu Qiming always took a shower super fast, and it was over in a few minutes. He opened the door and came out, ready to walk out in the dark.

The light came on suddenly, and Jiang Miao Miao stood beside the switch, looking at him coldly.

He froze for a moment, “Are you awake? Did I wake you up?”

She didn’t answer. Just asked: “Did you find the diesel?”

“I found it, but the generator was useless. The tanker was too strong, and I couldn’t even pry it open for a whole day.”

She snorted coldly, “It’s what you deserve, a person who doesn’t keep their promises.”

Lu Qiming looked at her cautiously, “Are you still angry?”

“Angry? I’m not angry, I just don’t want to see you.”

She went back to the bed and said while covering the quilt, “Don’t sleep in my room tonight, lest I wake up in the middle of the night and find myself locked in there again.”

Lu Qiming knew she was furious, so he immediately went to bed and lay down on his stomach, cupping her hands and apologizing.

“Miao Miao, I really didn’t let you go because I was worried about you. If it’s safe outside, even if I go to the ends of the earth, I will definitely take you with me.”

Jiang Miao Miao said: “But I have already said that, when you are in danger, you can just run away, don’t worry about me.”

He smiled wryly.

“How could I ignore you? You are the one I like. Isn’t this embarrassing me?”

Jiang Miao Miao didn’t speak but was moved and sad in her heart.

Lu Qiming rested his chin on the back of his hand and blinked pitifully.

“Don’t be angry, forgive me, OK?”

She snorted and turned her face away from him.

“Miao Miao, Miao Miao…”

He held her fingers and kept shaking, telling her his experience of the day.

“It’s boiling outside today. Not long after I went out, I encountered zombies and was chased by them. I finally found the gas station but couldn’t find the biscuits and water I had brought.

“I didn’t eat at noon, and I haven’t had a sip of water until now. I feel like I have a heat stroke, so uncomfortable…”

Jiang Miao Miao couldn’t help but sneak a glance at him upon hearing this.

Under the light, his skin was black and red after exposure to the sun for a whole day, and his complexion could not be seen.

He would sell heartbreaking stories so badly the most, she didn’t believe it.

Jiang Miao Miao was still indifferent and refused to talk to him.

Lu Qiming had no choice but to let go of his hands and stand up.

“OK, I’m going to sleep next door tonight, you go to bed early.”

After he finished speaking, he walked out of the room, noticed the cold noodles on the table, and happily ran back with them.

“This is for me, right? I knew you’d forgive me.”

Jiang Miao Mmiao rolled her eyes.

“Who said that? I made it for dogs.”

“…Wow, woof.”


“Wow woof!”

Lu Qiming yelled again, and asked with a playful smile, “Can I eat now?”

Jiang Meimu, who was sleeping in the living room, pricked up its ears vigilantly—as if someone was robbing its job!

Jiang Miao Miao couldn’t do anything with him, so she got out of bed and took the noodles.

“I’m going to heat it up, you sit down.”

He smiled brightly, refused to sit down, put his arms around her waist, and did not let go, and the two of them heated up the noodles like Siamese twins.

After all, Lu Qiming was very hungry, so he sat at the table and buried himself in eating.

Jiang Miao Miao put the drink that had returned to normal temperature back into the refrigerator, took two new bottles, handed him a bottle, and warned him simultaneously.

“You are not allowed to do this again in the future, otherwise I will take Meimu and pry open the window to climb out and never come back.”

His mouth was full of noodles and unable to speak, he nodded repeatedly.

Jiang Miao Miao felt relieved and sat opposite him, drinking a drink while watching him eat.

The other party’s heroic eating looks like he has been hungry for three days. She couldn’t help asking:

“You really didn’t eat at noon?”


Jiang Miao Miao imagined him starving alone, sweating profusely in the sun, dismantling machines, and always on guard against zombie attacks, and he felt distressed.

“Are you stupid? Come back quickly if you can’t pry it open. It’s so dangerous outside.”

He swallowed what was in his mouth and smiled at her, with some ketchup on the corner of his mouth.

“Didn’t I come back intact?”

“This time it is, but next time I can’t say for sure.”

She made a suggestion, “Let’s stop looking for diesel oil, and bear with the heat. Anyway, in a month or two, the temperature will drop.”

Lu Qiming thought for a while, then nodded.


The two finished their meal and were about to go to bed. Jiang Miao Miao looked at the vent above her head and said suddenly:

“Let’s turn off the electricity.”

Lu Qiming didn’t understand, “What do you turn it off for? It’s too hot to sleep.”

“It’s cooler at night than during the day, just use a fan. Turn off the air conditioner and refrigerator, and the unused electricity can be reserved for charging the chainsaw in the future.”

If she intends to live, she has to prepare for the future.

Chainsaws can save lives at critical moments, which is much more useful than enjoying other things for nothing.

Lu Qiming disagreed and forced her into bed.

“Don’t think about it, go to sleep.”


“Do you have the heart to see me exposed to the sun all day and still not sleep well at night?”

Jiang Miao Miao had no choice but to give up, lying side by side with him in the cool room, and soon fell asleep.

When she woke up in the morning, the generator had stopped working, and the air returned to its usual dry heat.

Jiang Miao Miao was listless and yawned while having breakfast to discuss today’s work arrangements.

“The air is too dry, the mud in the basin cracks easily, and the freshly sprouted vegetables are dying, so they need to be taken care of.

The things on the shelves have not been sorted out for several days. If there is any expired food that swells and rots, it will affect the unexpired ones next to it, so they must be cleaned out.


Lu Qiming replied humbly, as if he didn’t listen at all, and suddenly grabbed her hand after breakfast.

“Come on, I’ll take you to the roof to see something nice.”

“To the roof?”

This place is on the 20th floor, and the roof is on the 80th floor.

It’s so hot, and you still have to climb sixty floors. It’s desperate to think about it.

Lu Qiming said:

“Come with me, you won’t regret it.”

With such powerful words, she wants to see what kind of treasure it is.

The two each took a backpack, filled it with water and food, closed the doors and windows, and headed toward the roof of the building.

The higher you go, the higher the temperature. After reaching the 30th floor, the fire exit is a big oven, and she can’t stop sweating inside.

After walking for a while, they have to stop to drink water to replenish their strength. The water they drink is turned into a sweat and excreted, but they don’t need to spend extra time going to the toilet.

It took nearly a morning to stop and go like this and finally reach the top floor.

The top floor faces the noon sun, the heat waves are surging, and the light is dazzling.

When they came out of the corridor, they felt the burning pain on their skin.

Jiang Miao Miao quickly took out the parasol and opened it to cover the heads of the two of them.

The air is still scorching hot, but at last, there is no need to face the sun directly.

“What do you want me to see?” She was as tired as a frosted eggplant.

Lu Qiming held her hand.

“Follow me.”

Many facilities on the roof, such as generators, central air conditioners, reservoirs, etc., are all scattered in disorder.

They walked around several huge cisterns and came to a clearing.

There are several large flat cardboard boxes on the ground with words on them.

The sunlight refracted so strongly that Jiang Miao Miao couldn’t see clearly at first. When she got closer and squinted her eyes, she realized that it was printed on it – XX brand solar panels.

Solar energy???

“What happened?” She turned her head in surprise and asked Lu Qiming.

The latter’s T-shirt was already soaked, with sweat dripping from the edge. He looked uncomfortable, but his expression was pleased.

“You guess.”

The box is so new, it doesn’t look like it has been exposed to the weather, could it be…

Jiang Miao Miao suddenly hid behind him, looking left and right vigilantly.

“Is there anyone else in this building?”

After all, it is a city, and tens of millions of people used to live there.

Maybe someone thought the same as her and didn’t retreat with the troops but stayed and found a safe place to stay.

If they meet each other, will they fight over supplies?

In the original text, even the survivors who retreated with the troops had rioted more than once due to a shortage of supplies, and many people died.

She would rather live alone with Lu Qiming for more than ten years and doesn’t want to encounter such complicated things.

When it comes to fighting, she is not good at killing others, and it’s even worse not to kill and be killed. It’s better to be quiet like this.

She looked around but couldn’t find anyone, and Lu Qiming’s ridicule came from her ear.

“Are you stupid? How could you think it was released by someone else?”

“Who else released it? It can’t be you.”

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