After Bo Lijue left, Qi Qi felt uneasy, fearing that he would kill him again.
As a result, Bo Lijue did not show up until the evening.
Qiqi was hungry, so she planned to grab a can of rice-treasure porridge. She opened the refrigerator door and saw the refrigerator full of high-end dishes. Then she remembered that she had hidden the rice-treasure porridge in the TV cabinet.
She glanced at the ingredients in the refrigerator and then closed the refrigerator door.
He took out a can of eight-treasure porridge from the TV cabinet, opened it and started eating.
I thought I would be able to eat something delicious if I was hungry, but it turned out to be tasteless.
The high-end dishes Bo Lijue cooked in the past two days have made her taste bad, and now she is not used to eating such junk food with preservatives.
Qiqi barely ate half of the can, but couldn't eat anymore. She put down the eight-treasure porridge and took out her phone as usual to check if there was any new official news.
There is still no official news.
Qiqi glanced at it and quit. She had been disappointed many times and now she no longer had any hope.
She clicked on the owner group that kept beeping "Didi" and checked the news of each household in the community.
If a few days ago, the owners could still cheer each other up in the group, I was sure that the official would launch rescue immediately.
But now that most people's food has been exhausted, and there is no official news, the owners are panicking, and they are crazy about Aite Property in the group.
"We all pay so much property fees every year. What do you do? It affects so many property owners. You must take responsibility."
"Yes, we are all trapped at home, and many of us have nothing to eat. You must find a way to solve it for us. Otherwise, when the end of the world is over, believe it or not, our owners will collectively vote to remove you as a property company."
"Get out of the property management company. You must give an accurate answer today, otherwise I will perish with you."
"You idiot, hurry up and send security guards over to clear out the zombies who are knocking on my door."
The owners' voices are getting louder and louder, and the property management company has responded.
"Now that the official requires home isolation, the most common complaint among everyone is the lack of food. In this case, each household should hand over all the surplus food, centrally manage the food, and then make reasonable plans to distribute food to each household at regular intervals to prevent food from being depleted. At the same time, each family takes turns to send one person to form a team of ten people to collect supplies every day, so as to ensure that our food is not interrupted."
As soon as this announcement came out, there were those who were in favor and those who were against it.
"I agree that the strength of a family is not as strong as the whole community uniting. As the saying goes, there is strength in numbers."
"I agree. Food is managed centrally to ensure that everyone has food to eat."
"I agree. Come on, I haven't eaten in two days."
"I don't agree. It's not fair. If you don't have rations at home, you can go find them yourself. Why should we give them away?"
"Yes, who can guarantee that if all the food is handed over, there will be food sharing later.
"I am an old woman with a five-year-old grandson in my family. How can I go out to collect supplies? My old woman is also a hindrance."
"I also think that when collecting supplies, we should go to the young and middle-aged people. The old, weak, sick and disabled will only be a hindrance."
The owners expressed their different opinions one after another.
Property announcement: "This is the best way at present. If you want to have food to eat every day, you must cooperate with our work. Now we will start to count the food and population of each household. If any household does not cooperate or participate, the official Once the rescue order is issued, we will naturally give priority to rescue the owners who cooperate with our work.
The last sentence instantly silenced those who objected.
After all, there is no one who doesn’t want rescue.
And the food will eventually run out one day. At that time, faced with a shortage of supplies and ferocious zombies, it is safer and more secure to have an organization than to fight alone.
For a time, no one in the group had any objections.
Every household reports the situation of their own home, and the food at home is uniformly taken away by drones controlled by the property management.
After that, daily food distribution was also delivered to each house by drone.
Qiqi looked at the rescue that the real estate agent in the group said, could she really wait for the rescue?
After much hesitation, she still reported her name.
She wanted rescue, she didn't want to live such a life of fear anymore.
But she still kept a cautious eye and only reported a dozen cans of eight-treasure porridge. She did not report any of the steak delicacies in the refrigerator.
If there is a precautionary measure, she won't have no escape route.
Anyway, it is impossible for property owners to come to search every house.
After she reported it, she was just about to leave the group when she saw the owner of Room 1002 also reported her name.
Isn't No. 1002 the house opposite her? Isn’t that woman dead?
Qiqi saw five people listed in the reported information.
Qiqi suddenly realized that the group of people had not left.
During the day, she saved their lives with a little effort. She thought they would leave quickly, but she didn't expect them to live across the street. She was really brave.
When Qiqi saw the amount of food they reported, she knew they were hiding something. After all, they collected five backpacks full of supplies yesterday, how could it be so little?
………
Hua Jian lost his mobile phone, so he had nothing to do at night, so he took the mobile phone of the female owner of the house to play with it. The community group kept beeping, so he clicked in and saw the things discussed by the owners and the property announcements.
"Brothers, what do you think?" He told the others about the property announcement and asked them what they thought.
After the earring examination, Xiaoshuai developed a high fever due to the injury and was still in a coma. He said: "Xiaoshuai is in a situation like this. There are many zombies outside and there are many dangers. How about we just stay here during this period.
The zombie across the door shouldn't attack us under the girl's nose. There is an old saying that the most dangerous places are often the safest. Since we are staying here, if we don't participate in the tasks organized by the community, we will be too lonely. Good things are easy to attract people's attention. "
"I agree." Babyface nodded.
"Huang Mao, what did you say?" Hua Zhi looked at Huang Mao, who had been silent all night.
"I have no objection. I'll listen to you." After Huang Mao finished speaking, he fell silent again.
"Since everyone agrees, I'll sign up. As for food, just pay one-third. You don't have to pay everything. Let's save some for emergencies."
Hua Zhi held her cell phone and wanted to sign up, but saw that the person opposite had also signed up.
"She's the only one?"
"Why is she alone?" Earring asked in confusion.
"The person from the opposite door also signed up, but she is the only one in the number."
The baby-faced man glanced at him, "What else? I can still write about one person and one zombie."
"I mean, she's a girl, she looks soft and frail. Are you sure she can participate in such a dangerous mission?"
"As long as that zombie is here, we don't have to worry about anything." Earring said.
"Okay, I'll report the names right away." Hua Jian reported the number of people and food to the property management.
Suddenly, Huang Mao stood up suddenly, covered his mouth and rushed to the bathroom.
"Bang..."
As soon as he closed the door, he couldn't hold it in any longer and vomited a lot of blood from his throat.
"vomit……"
The amount of bleeding was astonishing, like a faucet, he kept vomiting blood.
Outside the restroom.
The three people in Huazhi looked at the large amount of blood seeping out from under the door. They looked at each other with shock in their eyes.
Huang Mao... something's wrong with him!
