Building 19, 2nd floor.
Mr. Wang looked at the supplies on the floor. Nuo Da's room was only illuminated by the weak light of the flashlight.
The surroundings were silent, without any sound, and an endless feeling of loneliness came over me.
After closing the door, Mr. Wang flicked the dust on the sofa and tidied it up briefly. Then he spread out the bedding he brought with him and lay down fully clothed without taking off his clothes.
The flashlight was turned off and the whole room instantly became dark.
"Finally...sigh..." Mr. Wang opened his eyes, his eyes flickering in the dark night.
Thinking that the people in Xincheng had caused him to fall into such a situation, his escape made him mentally and physically exhausted.
Now that we are reduced to living in such a place, those people are the main culprits.
After a while, in the quiet environment, he finally couldn't help feeling sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.
.......
Outside the safe city, in a dilapidated private house, the man with missing teeth luckily escaped, covered his injured arm, and returned to the door of his temporary residence.
Because his right arm was hit by a gun, it was hanging limply like a noodle.
The sky had darkened. The toothless man released his left hand from covering his arm, adjusted his mood, and knocked on the door.
Yeah~
The door to the room was opened, and a little girl less than ten years old rushed over: "Dad, why are you back now?"
The toothless man smiled fondly, touched the little girl's hair, and said, "Tuan Tuan, daddy went to find something to eat."
Resisting the pain in my arm, I touched the soda biscuits in my pocket with my left hand. There were four pieces in total.
After thinking about it, he handed a piece to the little girl. The little girl smelled the aroma of the biscuits and quickly took it. Just as she took a bite, she suddenly raised her head and said, "You eat first."
The man with missing teeth smiled and said, "I still have some here."
He took out another biscuit, thought about it, folded it in half, and put half back into the bag.
The little girl took a bite of the biscuit. She cherished the hard-earned food. She took a small bite of the small biscuit and held it in her mouth, letting the biscuit slowly soften under the saliva. The ground swelled, and after a while, she swallowed it.
Just like this, she ate the biscuit bit by bit in small bites. In the end, the little girl still kept a small half.
She was not full yet. Such a small piece of biscuit would definitely not be enough. At most, it would be stuffed between her teeth. However, she was also afraid that she would run out of food again, so she wanted to save it for the last time.
Seeing this scene, the man with missing teeth felt as if his heart had been cut by a knife: "Eat them all. I still have some here. If you eat, I will give you another piece."
When her father said this, the little girl struggled a little.
"Oh." The seven or eight-year-old girl finally restrained her desire to eat. At this time, she finally couldn't help herself and ate the last bit of biscuits left.
In the dark night, the toothless man endured the pain and tore two strips of cloth to tie his injured arm. Now that it was dark and there was no light source, he could not treat the wound. He could only wait until tomorrow.
Given the current situation, I don’t know how to deal with this wound. I hope I can survive it...
Tightening the old cotton wool and covering his daughter with the quilt, the toothless man thought about what his daughter would do if he was gone...
This is the end of the world. The toothless man cursed in his mind.
.......
the next day.
Mr. Wang woke up from his sleep. The sun shone on the floor and refracted onto his face. He sat blankly on the sofa.
I was a little dazed when I fell asleep, but at least I had a good sleep.
This was the best sleep I've had in days.
He was on the second floor, and through the window he saw few people outside.
I just took a quick look yesterday. He was in Area C, and there seemed to be several areas behind him.
Can
Go take a look, Mr. Wang thought, and went downstairs to walk around.
As soon as I got down to the first floor, I saw a skinny man with scars on his face. When he saw Mr. Wang, his face was expressionless.
Mr. Wang calmly walked out of Building 19.
Now that it has officially entered December, Mr. Wang looked at the mechanical watch on his wrist.
A little cold.
After walking forward for a while, I saw a row of villas. This might be the bright place I saw yesterday.
A wall separates these villa areas from the buildings next to them, giving it a hierarchical feel.
Mr. Wang laughed to himself, and then walked deeper into the back. He hadn't seen the situation behind yet yesterday.
The cold wind blows straight into people's necks, taking away the body's heat.
When I walked to Area D, I didn't see anything different. When I walked downstairs, I saw pink peach blossoms written on the wall.
Mr. Wang did not look carefully and left immediately. He was not very interested in these things.
There were really few people on the road, and basically no one came out in such a cold weather. Mr. Wang walked around outside and found it boring.
This safe city is not much different from an ordinary community. The biggest difference is that it has a taller and more stable wall than an ordinary community, and it is slightly more luxurious.
In the community, there are several rivers surrounding it, all of which are frozen at this time.
Just as he was about to return to Building 19, he saw a corpse on the roadside. The corpse looked like a mummy and was extremely thin.
Next to it were some people who looked like patrol officers, disposing of the body.
"Another starved to death?"
"Yeah. If you don't go out to search for supplies earlier, you have to wait until you have no energy left before you go out. What the hell."
"It's such a cold day. I probably wanted to go out early in the morning and fell..."
"The first one this month."
"Well, it's okay, there are always new people coming."
.......
Listening to the chatting of the patrol members, Mr. Wang eavesdropped for a while. The patrol members did not guard against him and seemed not to care whether Mr. Wang would hear it at all.
After all, what they want to do is to ensure their safety and prevent them from fighting or robbing in the safe city.
Whether they will starve to death without food is not within their scope of responsibility.
Mr. Wang returned to Building 19 and looked at the bright room and the supplies piled on the ground with twinkling eyes.
You can survive for a period of time just relying on these materials, but if these materials are used up, even if there are some stored outside, just consuming them is not a long-term solution.
For people like him who have been bosses and people in charge of a base, their thinking has always been about how to take advantage of the situation, how to reach a certain position, and then let others do things.
According to what the toothless man said, there are four forces in Safety City, and they all have some conflicts with each other.
Perhaps, this is his opportunity.
As for the people over at Xincheng... there was a trace of resentment in Mr. Wang's eyes.
He has been reduced to the point where he is now like a bereaved dog.
Those people in Xincheng will have to repay this attitude sooner or later.
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