vrcanaries Chapter 145 145 "Die today." (Page 12)
Chapter 145 145 "Die today." (Page 12)
November 29, 2024, Gentleman time, 9:20 in the morning - less than sixty hours before the ice disaster ends and the earthquake disaster comes to Blue Star.
The country of great gentry.
Zou Wanhong opened her eyes and looked up at the frosty ceiling. Without getting up, she turned her head and counted the scratches she made with her nails. After a long time, she calculated with her somewhat confused brain that today was already twenty-nine. No.
Is this fatal low temperature disaster finally leaving Blue Star?
Should you be happy?
But Zou Wanhong is not happy. Many of the problems that made her feel miserable half a month ago have now been solved - such as the cold.
There are a lot of clothes and quilts on and around me. Although they are not dry and warm, they are enough to maintain body temperature.
It's just that when there are too many things and clutter, it feels like I'm in a mass grave.
The self buried in it is like a corpse.
Zou Wanhong's position is no longer close to the wall, but closer to the center. When sleeping in the middle of the night, the only sounds that make people unable to sleep are the noise caused by hail, snoring, murmuring, and moaning. These are no longer there.
To a certain extent, my living environment has improved.
The reason for all this is simple - when more people die, the remaining people live better.
At this time, in Area C of the shelter, there were less than half as many living people as there were at the beginning. After all the corpses were thrown out, the space seemed empty.
Zou Wanhong actually doesn't know how she has survived until now. She obviously no longer has the protection of her parents. At the beginning of her stay in Area C, she suffered a lot of bullying - for example, more people coveted her parents' 'relics' and robbed her. food.
Zou Wanhong should have died earlier, such as the day after her parents died?
But she saw too much death, which made her even more afraid of death, so she tried her best to live. She humbly worked for the people of the Autonomous Association, taking the initiative to clean up the filth in the corner, and taking the initiative to remove the corpses from Area C. …
She did it very skillfully. After all, she had been licking the gentleman like this before she obtained the citizenship of the gentleman.
She may have succeeded in licking her, because the night watcher on the day her parents died recognized her behavior and indeed gave her a little protection - perhaps it was this little protection that allowed her to persist until now.
But Zou Wanhong knew that she was going to die soon.
Probably today, even for the next second, she wouldn't find it strange.
She was very sure that she would not survive the earthquake.
Her intestines and stomach were squirming at this moment, and a feeling of extreme pain and numbness spread throughout her body. Zou Wanhong still didn't get up from the bed. She had lost two teeth and bit the quilt gently, as if it could become food.
But what if this cotton cloth can become food? She didn't even have the strength to chew hard.
In the later stages of the Ice Disaster, Area C encountered a new problem - insufficient food.
Not only in Area C, but also in Area B. The fundamental reason for this is that materials are passed from top to bottom layer by layer. It is difficult for everyone to survive with the original amount of materials. How can the people in front accept me? Just survive?
When the 'unplanned' things are taken away from above, what is left below?
As early as ten days ago, the supplies in Area C that the Autonomous Association could obtain were obviously much less than they were initially. The distribution was never even, but distributed according to the rules of the Autonomous Association. After meeting their needs, Then distribute it to others, but how much will be left?
During this period, hunger has exceeded cold as the cause of death. If he hadn't been 'connected', and many people would have died long ago, he would have starved to death long ago.
But a few days ago, my fragile relationship, which the other party might find interesting, was completely unreliable - because what the Autonomous Association got was no longer enough for even themselves.
Even within them, they are starting to be divided into groups. How can they give charity to themselves?
No one wants to resist, because they have neither the strength nor the ability to cause trouble in Area B? Area B doesn’t have enough stuff of its own.
Combine Area B to find Area A? That is almost impossible to do. After all, the guards, who have the greatest combat effectiveness, will not receive corresponding treatment depending on which area they are in charge of. They have no worries about survival. Even if there is a riot, the guards in area B will be the first. Shoot at these people.
Zou Wanhong once again felt the fate of the end of the world.
"FUCK his whole family, they won't give you anything today!"
Hearing a voice, Zou Wanhong turned her head and saw people from the autonomous association walking in from the door cursing and kicking the person closest to the door fiercely.
There seemed to be a groan that proved that the person was not a dead person before the kick. As for now, it is hard to say.
"No, so cruel? Not giving you anything? Isn't the person you're dealing with Bao Dailuo?" the president of the Autonomous Association said, half sitting in his sleeping bag, frowning.
"It's useless, President. He said that a large area of Area B is starved to death and he can't hide anything at all. Moreover, he also said that the deal with us has been done to the best of his ability. That's it!"
The man who walked in continued to kick the person he kicked away hard.
I'm afraid I'm going to die now.
"What can we do? Are we going to starve to death in the ice disaster like these people? Then what's the point of persisting until now? Otherwise it will become a joke!"
Another core member of the Autonomous Association said, holding his stomach.
It can be seen that Zou Wanhong is not the only one who has a crazy desire for food.
"That's the only last resort." The president of the Autonomous Association said gloomily.
"what?"
The members looked at him expectantly on their faces, hoping for a good answer.
"The food reserves are gone, but I still have a little fire and oil."
The president of the Autonomous Association said slowly, and then looked at everyone with a bit of expectation for an answer, "So as long as there is meat, you can cook it and eat it. It depends on whether you have the courage to overcome that psychological barrier."
The expectation in everyone's eyes dimmed slightly, and was replaced by a little uneasiness. Although the president did not say it clearly, the meaning of these words was actually simple and clear. The only meat around them now was people.
"What's more terrifying than death... It's obvious that I'm about to survive. It's ridiculous to starve to death here, isn't it? Eat, there's nothing you shouldn't dare to eat!"
Someone gritted his teeth and said with scarlet eyes.
After one person started, the hesitation of the rest of the autonomous association disappeared in an instant, and they all agreed. After all, who wants to die before 'dawn'?
It's just eating... people.
"I'm going to go out and bring a body back now." Someone was an activist. Seeing that everyone had made a decision, he immediately stood up and said.
"Why get frozen ones when there are fresh ones?" The somewhat chilling words came out of the president's mouth. Zou Wanhong even felt that the other party's eyes swept across everyone in the room except the autonomous association, including herself.