SRTT Chapter 7.2

Ruan Ning came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, picked up her phone, and finally decided to post a warning on Weibo.

She didn’t say anything about the end of the world. No one would believe it anyway, so she simply typed.

[Don’t take a plane tomorrow, don’t take a plane tomorrow, don’t take a plane tomorrow.]

Say important things three times.

Ruan Ning checked to see if there were any typos and sent this Weibo post.

After a while, she refreshed Weibo, which showed 52 views and no comments.

Well, at least, fifty-two people saw it.

When she was finally comparing the list of supplies, the WeChat notification on her mobile phone rang again.

Ruan Ning knew that it was Chu Dingfeng who had sent her photos of his stockpiling. She smiled and opened her mobile phone.

She waited for a long time, and finally, he came.

The photo mainly took pictures of the floor lamp at home. It was ‘accidentally’ revealed that there were five large bags of food placed next to it, as well as a large number of fruits, compressed biscuits, canned meats, etc., and supplies were piled all over the floor.

Attached words: “I accidentally broke the floor lamp yesterday. I replaced it with a new one. It only cost 8,000 yuan.”

“I give full marks for this show-off.” Ruan Ning smiled at the photo and forwarded it skillfully.

She and Chu Dingfeng had three overlapping groups.

The first was the company’s large group, the second was the department’s small group, and the third was the all-owners group established by the community property management.

Their tenants were also inside.

Ruan Ning directly forwarded the message to all three groups and typed righteously: “Chu Dingfeng, please stop sending me weird photos anymore. I said I don’t like you.”

The three groups were immediately shocked.

Now everyone was paying attention to the gossip, but after tomorrow, they would remember what was the most important thing in this photo.

Ruan Ning showed her real green tea skills: “Please don’t disturb me again in the future, otherwise, I will call the police to report you for harassment.”

“I’ve blocked you on WeChat. Don’t harass me again!!!”

Three exclamation points were not enough, so a few more must be added to add to the fun: “!!!!!!”

Ruan Ning sent out the photo of the 120,000 yuan bill from the Western restaurant again: “Also, don’t think that you can do whatever you want if you have money. No matter how rich you are, even if you have a million gold stored at home, I will not like you.”

This statement was mainly for other people who didn’t know the truth.

Of course, one million gold was nonsense, but if there was one lie mixed in among ten truths, even if others didn’t believe it, they couldn’t help but think about it.

Was he hoarding gold at home?

You know, at the end of the world, money was just a waste of paper, but gold would circulate for a period of time.

After sending these, Ruan Ning quickly switched to the company group and indeed saw a lot of question marks.

There was a dead silence among the people at first and then two people with uncle avatars popped up and joked that the young people were really good at having fun.

In fact, the group was not very lively. Ruan Ning knew that these people must be chatting privately and spreading the two photos to all their friends.

The propagation effect should be good.

After exiting WeChat with a smile, Ruan Ning looked at the Weibo post that she had just posted. The number of views reached 125.

It should mean that 125 people have watched it, right? She didn’t know if anyone would believe it or if she could save anyone.

Well…

The super flare suddenly erupted at 6:30 pm on September 2, 2024.

Ruan Ning slept until 11 o’clock in the morning that day. She slept for a full ten hours. She didn’t know if she would have the chance to sleep for such a long time again in the future.

After washing up, Ruan Ning emptied the refrigerator and picked up her mobile phone to check yesterday’s Weibo.

The number of reads was 137, basically no growth.

Even if the number of views represented how many people had seen it, there were only a few people who would take the plane from these 137 people, and even fewer people believed in her.

 

 

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