In the apocalypse of natural disasters, she has a universal APP

Wei Jiao's hands would touch her head whenever she had free time. She had never had short hair before, and now it was really a novelty. She snored back and forth like an addict.

The first thing I do when I get home is to push myself down one more floor.

She shopped online at Goldfinger and bought a clipper and a small household hair-cutting tool, which she put around her neck like an umbrella lizard and held up in a circle to connect her hair.

She sat down in front of the mirror, studied the clippers, and carefully controlled the haircuts.

It was easier than expected. Wei Jiao's hands were fairly steady and she pushed smoothly. Her hair slid down and hung on her face. She slid down and was caught.

After the push, a layer of hair was shaved off. She reached out and snorted a few more times. Now she couldn't completely insert her fingers into the middle of the hair, and it wasn't that soft either. The fingertips and between the fingers were pricked.

Wei Jiao was very satisfied. She put the hair-cutting tool around her neck directly into the space to avoid the incident of broken hair flying around during the removal process. She disintegrated the broken hair in the space and kept the tool. Still need to use it.

Then I went to take a shower. It was nice to have no hair. I didn’t have to rub my scalp and scratch my hair so hard. It made the shower experience even better. It was just a bit cold. When she came out of the shower, the cool breeze hit her head. She was so cold that she subconsciously held her head in her hands and rubbed it to generate heat.

But overall she was still very refreshed. Wei Jiao was in a great mood. She simply rubbed her head dry with a towel and rolled on the bed. She leaned on the backrest crookedly and held her cell phone to confirm tomorrow's to-do list.

There were only two rooms to look at tomorrow, so the morning and afternoon were staggered. She confirmed the route on the map app again. Based on today's experience, she paid extra attention to the nearby environment and marked some stores that were worthy of taking space to stock up. .

Then, comes the much-loved step of organizing space.

Wei Jiao sat up a little excitedly. She was afraid that she would accidentally fall asleep again, so she just sat up and leaned back, hugging the pillow in her arms, sinking her consciousness into space.

Today, the income space was crowded together. Wei Jiao took inventory. They were a comprehensive wet market, a shopping mall, 12 restaurants, five supermarkets of all sizes, four clothing stores, three digital stores, and three pharmacies. , two grocery stores, two bakery and pastry shops, two tobacco shops, and a tea shop.

Comparing the previously divided areas, Wei Jiao picked, added or modified, and finally pulled out these areas in the space: drinking water, beverages, dairy products, condiments, meat, vegetables, fruits, grain, aquatic products, Other food ingredients, snacks, candies, bread, ice cream, baking, convenience foods, finished foods, cleaning and hygiene, daily necessities, furniture and appliances, clothing, entertainment, stationery, tobacco, alcohol and tea, medicine, sundries, maternal and infant, pet supplies, Digital, flowers, birds, fish and insects.

Then I started to sort them one by one. The most convenient and trouble-free sorting is naturally the specialty stores, such as tobacco shops, tea shops and pharmacies. You don’t need to look at the products inside, just throw them into the corresponding partitions.

But if she were to say that the most enjoyable thing to stock up on, it would still have to be the supermarket. The larger the store, the happier she would be in sorting it. After all, for a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder and a social phobia, what could be more enjoyable than going to the supermarket alone?

What made her happiest was that she came across a shopping mall on the road today. There was a large new retail store on the first floor. There was no one near her home, and it was not within the delivery range. She was not willing to go out, so she only went there a few times when she was in the mood.

Buy some cooked food, desserts, fruits, snacks, etc., and have a meal on the way. It is very comfortable to go shopping, but there are too many people.

But it's fine now. There's no one in the huge supermarket. Wei Jiao's consciousness shuttles freely, and she observes with interest for a while the magical scene of the bubbles standing still and solidifying in the pool in the aquatic area.

Dealing with the side effects first, Wei Jiao's consciousness swept through the supermarket unscrupulously, disassembling the outer wall.

There are scattered shopping carts, shopping baskets and satchels floating in the air at different heights in the walking aisle. These all belong to the customers who were shopping at that time, and these are also directly decomposed.

The same goes for the small tasting table that can be seen from time to time, as well as the food on the table in the deli dining area. These are all ordered by others. Of course Wei Jiao cannot ask for them, so she also breaks them down together.

Get rid of these bits and pieces, and you can officially open the store!

She realized first and let the goods she had stocked automatically return to their places, and then a small gust of wind blew up in the mall, and many goods flew away like birds.

Then they sorted them layer by layer from the outside to the inside. Wei Jiao glanced at it, and all the fruits on the fruit display shelves flew into the air, whether they were fresh fruits in bulk, high-quality products packaged in the air-conditioning cabinet, or her daily routine. After looking at the gift boxes, they stared and asked, "Is it made of gold so expensive?" Then they all rushed to the fruit area and sat in a row by themselves.

Vegetables are treated in the same way, as are the large pieces of unprocessed meat at the meat stalls and the fine meats with beautiful patterns in the freezers. The expensive prices on the labels obviously no longer make sense in the space, and they have all become part of Wei Jiao's material library.

The drinks in the refrigerator, illuminated by bright lights, are neatly arranged. In the bottles wrapped with various design film labels, the liquid flashes in attractive turquoise, tender pink and foggy white, the same color as the dessert area. It's lovely, but the latter is more vivid. The rose-pink and orange-yellow jam reflects the light, and the dense and fluffy cream is squeezed into the soft cake embryo.

After collecting the dazzling array of snacks, Wei Jiao finally wandered to the deli area.

In fact, in addition to the food that has been prepared and placed on the countertop and can be taken directly, there are also many items that are made on site after ordering. But fortunately for a supermarket with a huge customer flow, the ingredients are always ready. , just use the appropriate cooking method to process it.

She was still a little interested in cooking, not to say she was experienced, but she had tried a lot, and it was not difficult to get started even if she had never done anything before, so she took the entire shop and built a new "food cooking" area for it. .

A whole fried chicken with a crispy exterior, and half-cut pieces are placed next to it. If time hadn't stopped in space, the fat on the cut surface would be rolling over and overflowing with fragrance; the red crayfish was showing its teeth and dancing in the pot. The hot aroma from the excited companions made her want to grab a ball and stuff it under her nose; there were also rich meat-colored grilled skewers, refreshing and sour cold skin, and red oil dumplings covered in sauce... ... Wei Jiao swallowed unconsciously as she put it away, and her stomach, which was obviously full, began to squirm unconsciously.

No, no, I'm going to bed soon. I can't eat... I can't eat heavy food.

Wei Jiao's brain automatically turned a corner. She was still awake, but she wasn't very hungry at the moment. She would have to hold on while eating while looking at the delicious food, which would make sleeping uncomfortable.

So she restrained herself and washed a large peach she bought at the vegetable market during the day. Each one was bigger than her fist. She rubbed the lint off with her hands and broke it hard. With a crisp "click" sound, she broke it in half neatly, and Bai Shengsheng took it with her. The pink peach flesh is exposed.

She put the half with the peach core into the space, "picked out" the core easily, happily held the half peach in her hand, chewed it and continued to tidy up the space.