The sun blazed fiercely in the sky, marking the last day before the apocalypse when it could be seen.
For seventeen consecutive days, the Jing family had come to Ai Family Supermarket. Starting from the day before yesterday, S-shaped barriers had been set up at the entrance, extending all the way to the parking area, which was packed with people queuing. A few people exited, and a few entered, maintaining order inside the supermarket to prevent chaos.
The Jing family had been queuing for over half an hour and still hadn't passed through the security gate.
"Mom, let's not get rice anymore. Let's head home. It's mid-winter and it's already 30 degrees, the sun is scorching, and the air isn't circulating with all these people around. Look, several elderly people have already suffered from heatstroke," said Mr. Jing as he wiped his sweat. Fortunately, his daughter had the foresight to bring two bar stools for the elderly, eliciting envious and jealous glances from those around them.
