Lin Wan last worked overtime on Friday night. She was reviewing an application for affordable housing, but the Excel spreadsheet didn't match it, so she was going to lie down for a while before continuing.
When she opened her eyes again, she was lying in a broken wooden house with air leakage, and something was banging on the door.
There is an additional voice in my mind:
[Exchange points can be used to upgrade houses, strengthen the body, and exchange materials. Monthly forced plane migration - please stay alive and accumulate enough "materials" to build a new world in the process.
So she started doing what she does best: making lists, prioritizing, and developing execution plans.
Then she met someone. Some stayed, some didn't. They come from different places, with their own scars and secrets. It took a long time from testing each other to giving each other's back. But the most luxurious thing in the last days is not food and water, but "trust."
The house is growing. From a ten-square-meter drafty wooden house to a small base with walls, a courtyard and a conference room, and then further afield. Every time she arrived in a new dimension, she had to start over again - but the house followed her, the people followed her, and the upgrades she exchanged for exchange points were also there.
Some people say that there are no heroes in the apocalypse, only survivors. Lin Wan said: It's not important.
She just wanted to keep her room.
As for what it became—
That's another story.
Purpose: Love life