As soon as these words came out, everyone who was typing on their mobile phones at home had a strange feeling in their hearts.
Yayuan is a truly high-end community. Most of the people living there have some kind of cooperative relationship, and the few who don't do business have all met each other.
Forget about food, most families don’t lack food, but if they knew about the riots in advance, why didn’t they let some news out?
Thinking like this, many people started to join Aite Tangran's family in the group.
"@七楼33-1? Why do you say you knew the news in advance? Isn't this true?"
"@七楼33-1老唐, you are really being unreasonable like this."
"Is the house really full of surplus food? Can you give me some support?"...
The crowd was furious, and soon more and more people agreed.
Looking at the patterned avatar and everyone's discussion, Tang Ran sneered and said silently, "Yin Guoguo, well done."
I typed a reply: "Did that friend make a mistake? Our family moved away two months ago. How could we store supplies at home over there?"
Then they attached a photo, which they had taken in advance at a suburban villa just to deal with this situation, but they didn't expect to use it so quickly.
In the photo, the whole family looked gloomy and gloomy. Under the dim light, Tang's father's clothes were still stained with red spots, like blood stains.
"We also encountered riots and only escaped with a narrow escape."
As soon as the photo came out, everyone immediately believed most of it, and instead turned to blame Yin Guoguo.
Because the structure and layout of the room was completely different from that of Yayuan, it was impossible for them to predict the future in advance and just take pictures to fool them. Moreover, many people did see Old Tang's family moving away.
Everyone's accusations fell flat without making any waves. After Yin Guoguo said those words, he disappeared, as if he had never appeared.
The family that first asked for supplies received a lot of food at double prices from several families in the same building.
Time passed little by little, and Tang Ran absorbed the black crystal stone, but the imprint showed no signs of growth, and her own cultivation method could not be figured out for a while.
Just take Tang Jing and Zhou Xiaoya to do physical training every day, and then watch movies and play mahjong together as a family. It's so nourishing.
The owner group has been peaceful during this period. Everyone helps each other, and many even use drones to deliver supplies.
But the good times did not last long. On the 26th day of the apocalypse, everyone did not wait for the country's rescue, but the bad news of a power outage.
A large-scale power outage plunged the city into darkness. The originally bright windows turned into dark mirrors, seeming to swallow people into an unknown world.
On the day of the power outage, many people sent out calls for help through the faint signal.
It was too cold. The temperature of more than ten degrees below zero was unbearable for most people in City C. There were bursts of wailing in the group, and most of them were asking for food and cold-proof supplies.
Tang Ran's family huddled on two electric blankets, with the warm little sun in front of them. But the warmth spreads to the body, but not to the heart.
"We can't save them." Tang Ran warmed the fire and said softly with lowered eyebrows.
When everyone heard this, their expressions did not change much. Tang Jing, who was always impulsive and passionate, just lowered his head silently and adjusted his cuffs.
The silence in the room was broken by the roar, and Tang Ran instantly stood up and opened the curtains to look out.
White light flashed by, and several helicopters flew over the roof of the building. The survivors in the community suddenly fell into ecstasy, opening their windows and shouting wildly regardless of the cold.
The rays of flashlights converged together and shone on the helicopter.
Tang Ran was convinced that these helicopters had not landed. They were probably just here to investigate the situation and would not organize a rescue.
Sure enough, a voice came from the air: "Dear citizens, the rescue work is actively carried out, but the disasters are severe in various places, and we are seriously short of manpower. Please don't go out and actively wait for rescue. We will organize the delivery of supplies at 9 o'clock tomorrow night. Everyone can help themselves. receive."
After that, he circled a few times and flew away.
Suddenly, the silent night returned, and several curses and cries suddenly came from the darkness, which lasted for a long time before calming down.
What riot lasts a month? What astronomical phenomenon lasts for a month? Everyone gradually understood, but they couldn't believe the answer, even though they all knew that no thugs can eat people, only monsters can eat people.
With the arrival of the helicopter, the Ruowuoruo signal became normal. Tang Ran guessed that someone from the military had repaired the signal base station.
The signal of recovery also rekindled hope in everyone's hearts. They found equipment at home to arm themselves and met to pick up the supplies at 9pm.
Looking at the "thugs" wandering around the community, everyone smiled bitterly. If the supplies were delayed for a few days, they might starve to death. At this time, who would care whether these "thugs" cannibalism?
There is still hope of living if you give it a try, but you can really only starve to death if you stay at home.
Tang Ran looked at the time, it was seven forty, more than an hour away, and silently thought about peace in his heart.
As time passed by, the sporadic sounds in the west made Tang Ran frown, and she couldn't help shouting in a low voice: "Dad!"
"It's gunshots." Tang's father rushed over after hearing the news, closely followed by Tang Jing and Zhou Xiaoya, while Tang's mother arrived belatedly.
After hearing Father Tang's words, everyone's expressions became a little solemn, fearing that something had happened.
Just as Tang Ran found the telescope to investigate, the sky lit up and a violent explosion sounded instantly.
Tang Ran's hand holding the telescope dropped weakly, his face changed several times but he didn't say a word.
Tang Jing was anxious when he saw it. He grabbed the telescope and looked at the fire.
"How's it going?" Tang's father asked in a deep voice, with a serious face. Zhou Xiaoya and Tang's mother also stared at Tang Jing curiously.
"Ah? Ah! The old... tiger ate our supplies." Tang Jing said dryly, obviously not recovering from the shock.
