Qin Rong turned her head and took a look, then walked out resolutely.
She saw the struggle on the faces of the others, but she was the only one who walked out.
Nutritional supplements are indeed being distributed outside. It was supposed to be one per person per day, but in the end, one was distributed only every three days.
Everyone who gets a cheap nutritional supplement treats it as a treasure and puts it in their arms.
At the edge of the crowd, the blood red had solidified on the ground. The old man was still lying on the ground, his face already stiff and gray.
She walked over, knelt down, arranged his clothes, rummaged through him to see if there was a home address or anything like that, and then made a place in her storage.
Storage containers cannot contain living objects, but dead people can.
What Qin Rong did did not attract anyone's attention. Some people looked at her sideways, but they just looked on with cold eyes.
She was very hungry, and her body was curled up when she walked. On the way back, she felt cold in her heart.
She was probably really going to starve to death.
As she neared home, she turned a corner.
She pulled out a bunch of keys from her uncle's body. The keys had his address on them.
The simple houses here still use the most primitive locks.
She followed the door number on the key and found her uncle's home. The moment she inserted the key into the keyhole, she heard a weak voice inside.
"Dad, are you back?"
It was a young man's voice.
Qin Rong paused for a moment and opened the door. The furnishings inside were similar to her house, and there was nothing.
Only the bed was piled with clothes and quilts, and the man was sitting inside those quilts. When he saw Qin Rong, he immediately became alert and said, "Who are you? Why do you have the key to my house?"
Qin Rong looked at the person in front of her and opened her mouth, not knowing how to speak.
The man looked very young, but his face was flushed, he must have had a fever, his lips were of poor color, and he was in a very bad mental state.
"You...do you have a fever?"
Qin Rong thought for a long time before saying this.
She really couldn't bear to tell the news about his father's death.
Seeing that she didn't mean any harm, the man relaxed a little and said, "Did my dad ask you to come? Where are the others?"
"Your dad..."
"What's up with him?"
Qin Rong sighed, she was already very pitiful, why should she pity others.
She gave up on herself, "Your father is dead."
She released the body and placed it on the ground.
The man looked at the body on the ground, and the bright red blood stains had not faded away.
His eyes turned red instantly.
Qin Rong didn't hear him cry. He just asked with red eyes and a stubborn voice, "How did you die?"
"When I went to collect nutritional supplements, there was a conflict and I was beaten to death."
The man choked, "Thank you, thank you for sending him back. You can go."
Qin Rong frowned, "What about you? Are you okay?"
The man cast his gaze on her, "If you can't die, just leave."
Qin Rong was not at ease, but what could she do? She had no food and no medicine. She couldn't do anything. She couldn't take care of herself, let alone help others.
Qin Rong closed the door gently and left.
She didn't know what this man's fate was. She only knew that her own fate might be to starve to death.
She couldn't go home, she couldn't lie in bed and wait to die.
Seeing the men and women standing in the alley again, she stopped and looked for a moment.
Those people have rosy faces, they probably have nothing to worry about eating and drinking.
The feeling of stomach cramps caused by hunger was like all the intestines in her stomach being knotted. Her mind was now filled with food, and when she saw passers-by on the road, she wanted to take a bite.
Even now, Qin Rong still can't believe that in this era of prosperous technology, people can actually starve to death.
Everything I experienced these days was like a dream.
Qin Rong went to the aircraft transportation yard. She wanted to ask. She wanted to leave here. As long as she left here, even if she went to beg in a less prosperous city, she would not starve to death.
Just get out of here and go anywhere better than here.
Obviously, she is not the only one who thinks this way. She cannot live here anymore and many people want to leave.
Everyone knows that they can only wait to die here, but as long as they get out, they can live, they can find a job, and they can start a new life.
So much so that when Qin Rong arrived, there were already many people lingering near the airport.
These aircraft are used to transport disaster victims and will not let them leave.
The entrance and exit were heavily guarded and no one was allowed in.
Qin Rong knew that she could not leave here, and she would continue to struggle in hell.
Asgar has migrated so many people. If they all flow out, it will inevitably affect the lives of people in other countries. They will not allow such a thing to happen.
In a technological society, as long as transportation is cut off, no ordinary person can run from one planet to another.
This time, Qin Rong looked at the woman standing in the alley talking and laughing for a long time.
At that time, there was always a thought lingering in her mind. If someone came over at this time and offered to give her food, she would do anything.
She can do anything as long as it fills her belly.
Her body was constantly shouting at her that it was time to eat, and she would starve to death if she didn't eat.
But no one came forward to ask her, so she lowered her head and went home disappointed.
Lying in the bed that was not warm at all, feeling her stomach and intestines seem to be stuck together, she turned on her optical brain and wanted to seek help on the Internet.
As long as someone notices this, as long as someone pays attention to people's difficult lives, there will definitely be enthusiastic people who will come to help.
#HELP, HELP, does anyone pay attention to the relocation of the people? There is nothing on the planet, and many people are about to starve to death. #
She posted and even posted a video about how cold it was, how hungry she was, and how she was dying.
It's a pity that these posts still haven't caused any splash.
She waited for a long time before very few people came to comment.
——The migration environment is definitely not as good as before, and the nutritional supplements provided are not as good as before. But is it too exaggerated to say that you are about to die? It is quite difficult now, why don't you be so pretentious?
——Now the interstellar has donated materials to you, and your government is also trying to find ways to transport the materials in Asgar out of the hands of the monsters. Please bear with it for a while. The initial stage of the migration is chaotic, and it will definitely not fail. Everyone will be taken care of.
——Yes, the first task now is to quickly rescue those who are still in danger. Those of you who came out early, why are you so pretentious?
There were only a few comments, and every word on them was cold and biting, making Qin Rong feel desperate.
She knew it was impossible to seek help from the outside world.
(End of chapter)
