The transmission range of the school radio is getting smaller and smaller. It is obvious that many speakers have been destroyed by zombies.
The students in the dormitory either went to the cafeteria or died on the road. Of course, there are also some who dare not go out and are still hiding in the dormitory. Such people usually have some food on hand.
There are also some people, like Zhao Kun and others, who are forced to hide elsewhere.
But despite this, many people still entered the canteen.
At this time, the door of the canteen was locked, and all the glass windows were sealed with newspapers. Nothing inside could be seen from the outside.
In the cafeteria, there was a large crowd of people, it was as messy as a vegetable market, and there were constant cries and noises.
The school leaders kept maintaining order, but a group of students on the verge of collapse couldn't listen at all.
Above, the principal looked at the statistical data with an ugly expression.
There are more than 30,000 teachers and students in the school, but now there are less than 2,000 people arriving in the cafeteria. How can he accept this?
"Is there anyone alive who hasn't come?" the principal asked.
"There must be, but the outside of the cafeteria is now full of zombies. Even if there are some who haven't come, they can't get in." A director sighed.
"Hey." The principal sighed deeply: "Forget it, let's serve food to the students first. They are probably very hungry."
"good."
Soon, dishes of food were brought to the window. A group of people immediately stopped crying when they saw the food, and then rushed to get in.
"Students, don't crowd, line up, everyone is there!" the principal took out a loudspeaker and shouted.
However, at this time, these students were so hungry that they couldn't bear to hear the food when they saw it. Some of them even climbed up the window sill to grab it.
In desperation, the principal could only ask the cafeteria aunt to take the food away.
This time the students became more awake and finally lined up obediently.
The cafeteria aunt brought the food again.
Soon, the people in the front were holding plates and looking at the dishes on their faces with excitement...
"This...this...this, I want all of it, and I'll put some more rice on it."
However, the cafeteria aunt did not do what he asked. Instead, she gave him a spoonful of rice and a spoonful of potatoes and looked at the next one.
"What do you mean? I have money in my meal card. You can just swipe it for a day."
"That's right. Who can eat this little food?"
For a moment, the entire canteen became noisy again.
"Students, be quiet, be quiet!" the principal took out the loudspeaker again and shouted
"I know everyone is hungry, but as you can see, we are now going through the most difficult and darkest moment in human history, and food is very scarce.
We don't know when the rescue will arrive, but we always have to believe that the country will never give up on us.
We are saving some food now so that we can eat for a few more days and have more hope of waiting for rescue to arrive. "
After hearing the principal's words, everyone gradually became quiet, obviously understanding this truth.
Soon, the students who received the food started to wolf down the food as soon as they sat down. Maybe it was the first time that they felt that the food in school was so delicious after being in school for so long.
Many people finished eating and even licked their plates clean. They were really not full.
The principal looked at the devouring students below and said to the cafeteria uncle: "If we count the current number of people, how long can the rice and vegetables in the cafeteria last?"
The uncle thought for a while and said: "If you save the rice, you can probably eat it for seven or eight days, but vegetables are easy to spoil. When we buy, we usually buy the same day. Although the number of people is greatly reduced now, many vegetables will not last long, and it is estimated that You can eat it for three or four days.”
Hearing the uncle's words, the principal frowned. He was not sure when the rescue would come. If the food was gone and the rescue had not come by then, he could not imagine the consequences.
"Let's cook less in the future and try to extend the time."
"All right."
The uncle nodded, but also frowned. It seemed that he could only cook porridge.
Inside the library...
More than thirty people sat on the ground feebly.
Although they escaped from the zombies, they still had to face the problem of hunger. There was nothing to eat in the library.
At this time, the zombies were still outside, and they couldn't go out in a short time. Many people felt a little regretful. If they had known this, it would be better to stay in the dormitory.
At this moment, a "stab" sound sounded, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
I saw Curly Mao holding a bag of instant noodles in his hand. He had just opened it and was about to eat it. Suddenly he felt something was wrong with the atmosphere around him. He raised his head in confusion and suddenly saw the fiery eyes around him.
"What are you... doing?" Curly Hair said weakly.
"So you still have something to eat, so share some with me."
"That's right, we are all classmates and should help each other."
A group of people slowly approached Curly Hair while talking.
Seeing this posture, Curly Hair was a little scared and said: "I...I only have this pack."
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people rushed over and snatched away the instant noodles in his hand, and even searched his backpack and body.
"What are you doing? You can't do this, that's mine." Curly shouted.
However, no one at this time could hear his shouts at all. Those who had initially accused others of robbing his classmates turned into hungry wolves one by one, almost plucking their curly hair from head to toe.
The other three people in dormitory 708 were also planning to have something to eat. Seeing this scene, they quickly hid secretly.
However, their little move was quickly noticed by others, and immediately, those who had not grabbed anything rushed towards them.
Soon, the three of them followed in Curly Hair's footsteps and were immediately scooped up.
"That's right!" Seeing this scene, Lao Hei and Shouhou said in relief.
"I didn't expect them to have anything to eat." Zhao Kun said with a smile.
Although they didn't go up to snatch it, they didn't help either. They just watched quietly.
"This is human nature." Zhao Kun sighed, then took out a piece of bread from his backpack and started chewing it.
His actions instantly attracted people who didn't grab anything.
Seeing these guys approaching him, Zhao Kun directly picked up the blood-stained iron pipe and looked at them coldly and said:
"Try taking a step closer!?"
The crowd stopped immediately and looked at the iron pipe in Zhao Kun's hand with some fear. The red blood on the iron pipe suppressed their desire.
They were sure that the man in front of them could really kill someone.
Seeing that they didn't dare to step forward, Zhao Kun started eating in front of everyone.
Lao Hei and Shouhou also took some food out to eat. After fighting all the way, they were also very hungry.
Although these people looked at the food in their hands with great greed, no one dared to come up.
Seeing this scene, Curly Hair and the others were on the verge of tears. Isn't this a sign of bullying the weak and fearing the strong?
