Salted Fish Transmigrated Into An Apocalyptic Book

callus at the first joint of your right middle finger, which is slightly deformed.
You should write a lot of words all year round so you're working while studying?”

1

He touched his chin and his black eyes lit up.

 

“A female college student with no family, has an introverted personality with poor economic conditions, just hoarded a lot of supplies right before the zombie outbreak, say…”

3

Jiang Miaomiao's scalp went numb.
She turned back and shouted: “What do you want?”

 

He withdrew his profound look and frankly said: “I'm hungry.”

 

The corner of her mouth twitched then she pointed to the basement.

 

“The fourth box in the third row, go take it yourself!”

 

The man took a bucket of instant noodles and poured it with her boiled water.
He lifted the lid, inhaled its aroma and finished the noodles in three mouthfuls then drank the soup in one breath.

3

Jiang Miaomiao: …A pig broke into the house!

 

The man went to take another bucket then the third and fourth bucket, and stopped after eating his fifth bucket.

 

“I haven't eaten in three days.”

 

He probably felt embarrassed and wanted to explain.

 

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Jiang Miaomiao uttered, “Really? I thought you hadn't eaten in your entire life.
You look like a ghost who died of starvation.”

    

“I'm sleepy.”

 

After the man finished the last sip of soup, he wiped his mouth with a tissue then went into the bedroom and fell asleep.

 

Jiang Miaomiao passed by him to throw the garbage.

 

Jiang Miaomiao swept the floor while passing by him.

 

Jiang Miaomiao jumps rope while passing by him.

 

He's still sleeping soundly without changing positions.

 

He's really a pig.

 

She shouldn't let some eccentric person affect her life pace.

 

This was what she thought.
She took her pen and paper in the living room and continued to practice her calligraphy.

 

At noon, after she's done copying two pages of the pig raising manual, Jiang Miaomiao washed the rice and cooked it.
She opened a can of braised pork and cut a few pieces of meat from a piece of ham then served it with soaked dried vegetables to make herself a “big meal”.

 

 

When she took the meat out of the pot, the man smelled its aroma and came out.

 

“Make me a copy.”

 

“Call me dad.” She said casually.

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The other party immediately called out: “Dad.”

 

Jiang Miaomiao: …Shameless!

 

“Will you make my share now?” The man asked.

 

“Don't get in the way.
Stop staying here and get out.”

 

Jiang Miaomiao threw him out of the kitchen and closed the door.
However, she put two more spoons of white rice in the pot.

 

The fragrant white rice is more precious than gold in a world where zombies are rampant.

 

The man went to the living room and sat in a chair then saw her pig raising manual.
Ten minutes later, the fragrant fried rice came out of the pot.

 

Jiang Miaomiao came out with two plates of fried rice.
She wanted to ask him to give up his chair then realized that she didn't know his name, but still has to feed him.

 

“That's my chair.”

 

The man didn't resist.
He gave her the chair and sat cross legged on the wooden floor.

 

“My name is Lu Qiming.”

 

Lu Qiming…
It seems that she hasn't seen this name in the book.
Is he also a cannon fodder?

 

Jiang Miaomiao curiously stared at him for a few times and her eyes inadvertently swept over his waist then she quickly withdrew her gaze.

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“I was with my friends before I accidentally got lost.
When the zombies leave, I'll go and find them.”
 

    

“Oh.”

 

“Thank you for the meal.”

 

After Lu Qiming said that, she only felt a gust of wind when a plate of rice was emptied after two or three bites then it was pushed in front of her.

    

“I want more.”

 

Jiang Miaomiao was full of black lines, “No way.
Go cook for yourself.”

 

She soon regretted saying this sentence.

 

Cooking requires materials and many of them are in the basement.
Lu Qiming slowly searched inside with a flashlight and found her treasures.

 

River snail rice noodles, turkey noodles, hot pot soup base, egg yolk crisp and pork chop…
Jiang Miaomiao wasn't afraid of dying fast, but she's afraid of not eating well before dying so she has prepared dozens of foods she liked.
She planned to eat them slowly.
However, he ate one third of them in one afternoon.

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Looking at the empty packs on the coffee table in the living room, her heart was bleeding.
She decided to fight back and took a written agreement in front of him.

 

“Sign it!”

 

Lu Qiming raised his head with half a piece of pork chop in his mouth, “What's this?”

 

“It's a roommate agreement and you must meet the above requirements in order to stay.”

 

He read it word by word.

 

First, due to limited non-renewable supplies, Party B must control his food intake.
No more than 500 grams of food and no more than half a bucket of water a day.

 

Second, due to limited space, Party B must respect Party A’s privacy and shall not enter or leave the bedroom and bathroom at will.
The living room is shared, but furniture such as coffee tables, TV, cabinets, chairs and bookshelves are all personal items of Party A.
When she's not using them, Party B could temporarily borrow them.

 

Third, Party A only lets Party B stay, but is not responsible for taking care of him.
Party A will provide Party B food and drink every day.
As compensation, Party B shall undertake all the housework and heavy physical labor in the Villa, like sweeping the floor, wiping the table, throwing the garbage and moving the furniture.
Party B must be proactive and doesn't need Party A to remind him.

 

Fourth, due to the special circumstances of the apocalypse, Party A’s physical conditions are limited.
If the zombies broke into the house, Party B should fight with them.
Party B should bear the responsibility of protecting Party A and drive the zombies out of the Villa.

 

Fifth, if food and water are gone, Party B will automatically give up the right to use them and consciously leave the Villa.

 

Sixth…
Seventh…

 

The regulations are densely packed, but could be summed up in one sentence: eat less, do more and shoulder the danger.

4

Lu Qiming held the agreement and raised his eyebrows.

 

“Don't you think that you're squeezing me?”

 

Jiang Miaomiao shrugged, “You could leave directly so I won't be able to squeeze you.”

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He smiled, shook his head and signed his name in the blank space after the two words of Party B.

 

Jiang Miaomiao's mood improved.

 

Anyway, she has a lot of supplies so it's okay to allocate some.
As long as the other party really obeyed their agreement, she would have an obedient dog and someone to chat with to pass the time.