Natural disasters are coming: the space is busy with stockpiling and farming

Chapter 23 The Boy Wu Qingrui

It was snowing heavily, and it was Jiang Sheng's 45th day living in the base, but the snow still showed no signs of decreasing.

People in the base began to panic. Although everyone had stockpiled food before the heavy snow fell, it was only enough for two months.

There is a lot of snow at present, if there are no people inside and outside the base to clean up the snow, everyone's living space will be extremely reduced.

In order to clear the snow, Su Shaolun and Su Chen went home only once every four days. When they came back, their hands were covered with chilblains, and the low temperature was destroying human body and spirit.

Although Jiang Sheng had no worries about supplies, he was stuck in the base every day and found it very boring.

"How is the snow cleaning outside the base going?"

Mo Siyuan was holding the ointment given by Jiang Sheng to help Su Shaolun smear the wound on his hand.

Su Shaolun said worriedly: "All the supernatural beings who joined the supernatural team set off to clear the snow outside the base, but the snow that was cleared was not as much as the snow that fell, and the progress was pitifully slow.

Now the snow within 500 meters around the base has been swept away, but if you want to expand further, you can only send more people. "

"What about the supplies? The supplies stored before the heavy snowfall are almost gone. We can last for two months at most. If the heavy snowfall doesn't stop, we won't be starved to death in the base, right?"

Mo Siyuan was also a little flustered. The base is almost unable to pay ordinary people to sweep the snow. This is not good news.

Could it be that the people in the base are going to starve to death here because of the heavy snowfall?
Su Chen carefully smeared the ointment on himself: "We also tried to contact the personnel of other bases, but the signal is not good in heavy snow, basically there is no way to communicate."

Jiang Sheng didn't say a word, she doesn't care about anyone now, as long as the four members of the Su family and herself can live happily, other people are not in her consideration.

Su Chen raised his eyes slightly, and found that the little girl was staring at the floor in a daze, her big eyes were slightly squinted, and she was as lazy and ruthless as a cat.

As if he remembered something, he took out a toffee from his pocket and stuffed it into Jiang Sheng's palm: "I just changed it last night, take it and eat it."

Jiang Sheng took the toffee, smiled sweetly at Su Chen, opened the package and stuffed it into his mouth.

There are a lot of candies in her space, all kinds, but if Su Chen is willing to show her kindness, she will naturally accept it.

After all, Su Chen is Mo Siyuan's son, so he can be considered her half brother, right?

Mo Siyuan looked at the wounds on her husband's and son's hands with distress: "Can't you guys rest for a few days? Even if it's a shift, it's okay, if you keep going like this, your body will be broken."

Su Shaolun rubbed Mo Siyuan's face with the back of his hand: "Don't worry, my wife, the main reason is that the base is not manned enough. If a zombie encounters a zombie while shoveling snow outside the base, ordinary people will definitely not be able to resist, and we can only let the supernatural beings go out."

At this moment, Jiang Sheng suddenly realized that she did not know the supernatural attributes of Su Shaolun and Su Chen until now.

"Uncle, what kind of supernatural power are you?"

Su Shaolun spread out his palms, and a blazing flame appeared in his palms.

"I'm from the fire department, and Su Chen is from the spirit department."

Jiang Sheng was a little confused: "What is the spiritual department like?"

Su Chen controlled a thin blanket and gently dropped it on Jiang Sheng's body, Jiang Sheng's eyes widened in surprise.

"I can use my mental power to investigate, control things, etc., and I can also condense my mental power into an entity to directly destroy the zombie's brain."

Jiang Sheng couldn't help applauding.

Sure enough, there are many kinds of powers in the last days, and the types change with the number of people, and the powers of people who are also fire-type powers are not exactly the same.

Feeling bored at home, Jiang Sheng called Su Cheng to go for a stroll in the base together. Su Shaolun and Su Chen were going to go outside the base to remove snow soon, so there was no way to accompany them.

Jiang Sheng and Su Cheng walked one after the other, and slowly reached the fourth district.

There are all kinds of snow houses piled up here, and everyone can't sleep in the heavy snow, so they all collected clean snow and piled them into houses. Although they are not big, they are better than shivering in the cold wind.

Su Cheng was a little puzzled: "What are you doing here?"

Jiang Sheng wore the gloves of the little white rabbit, and shook his head slightly: "It's nothing, I just want to come and have a look."

I want to see how difficult it is for ordinary people to live under natural disasters.

What is painful is not the lack of clothes and the cold wind, or the lack of food and exhaustion.

What is painful is that I don't know what I live for, and I don't know what it means to only eat a little food every day to maintain normal vital signs.

Is it to live to live?Ordinary people can only live this kind of life in the last days?
The rules of the last days did give ordinary people unlimited shackles and shackles. People without special abilities can only do the dirtiest and most tiring work in the base, and can only get the lowest and worst pay.

It's not that none of them can fight against zombies, but the base doesn't give these people a chance.

For a stable living environment, ordinary people can only enter the base to survive.

But when they entered the base, they discovered that people are divided into three, six, and nine classes. Ordinary people without supernatural powers can only use the sky as their bed and the earth as their bed.

They were suppressed by the supernatural beings and couldn't resist, just because they had no supernatural powers, and they were inferior to those supernatural beings coated with halos.

Some people even began to doubt whether their own existence was correct, living in dire straits but unable to resist, even being bullied and greeted with a smile.

Jiang Sheng didn't sympathize with these people, he just felt a little pity.

Such a good labor force and combat effectiveness are completely ignored by the base, and they are suppressed as much as possible, which seems to make ordinary people the slaves of supernatural beings.

Jiang Sheng turned around and wanted to leave, but a little boy grabbed the hem of his clothes. Jiang Sheng turned his head and glanced at him, feeling familiar.

He was wearing a thin sweater, and the shoes on his feet were even more torn, but he was holding a half pack of instant noodles in his hand.

"Sister, I stole a pack of biscuits from you a month ago. I'm sorry. I just earned this half pack of instant noodles this morning by clearing the snow. It's clean. I'll return it to you."

The memory of the boy flashed across Jiang Sheng's mind instantly. Wasn't he the one who stole his biscuits when he was wandering around the trading floor?
Seeing the boy's face and fingers cracked from the cold, Jiang Sheng frowned slightly.

The boy thought that Jiang Sheng disliked it, so he raised the broken instant noodles that he had kneaded: "Sister, it just doesn't look good, it's really clean!"

Standing by the side, Su Cheng couldn't bear it. He poked Jiang Sheng's lower back: "It's alright, alright, the kid has returned his rations for the whole day, so please forgive him."

Jiang Sheng turned his head and gave Su Cheng a supercilious look: "He stole my things, do I have to forgive him if he returns them to me?"

The little boy was shivering from the cold, and his words trembled: "I'm sorry sister, I was too hungry. My mother scolded me after I got home, and I will never do this again."

Jiang Sheng looked at the little boy who just reached his shoulder in front of him: "How old are you?"

"My 8-year-old sister, my name is Wu Qingrui."

Jiang Sheng touched his chin: "It's your first offence, so I'll forgive you this time, and I won't make an exception."

Wu Qingrui nodded happily, stuffed the instant noodles into Jiang Sheng's hand, turned and left.

Jiang Sheng didn't leave, but walked behind Wu Qingrui with instant noodles in his hand, and slowly came to the front of a small snowdrift.

Wu Qingrui just squatted down and wanted to climb in, but accidentally saw Jiang Sheng and Su Chengli standing in the distance.

"Brother and sister, why are you here?"

"This is your home?" Su Cheng's words were a little unspeakable, and they were squeezed out of his mouth bit by bit.

The snowdrift can barely be called a house, its shape is a bit weird, and its height is only enough for people to squat inside.

Wu Qingrui patted his chest proudly: "That's right, my mother and I built this together, and my mother even praised the beautiful house I built!"

"It's ugly."

Su Cheng was not happy anymore, and lightly hammered Jiang Sheng: "Don't hit other people's children's self-confidence!"

Wu Qingrui waved at the two of them: "Would you like to come to my house as a guest?"

The opening of the hole is blocked by a cardboard, if you want to enter the house, you can only kneel down and climb in.

Jiang Sheng was wearing a thick military overcoat today, and he wasn't afraid of getting his clothes dirty, but Su Cheng was wearing a white down jacket, which made him a bit embarrassed.

"Just stand outside, the room can't accommodate so many people."

Jiang Sheng followed Wu Qingrui into the house. Inside was a woman with a haggard face. She was carefully distributing the bread she earned today. Although the bread was as hard as bricks, it was still the most important food for her and Wu Qingrui.

"Mom, this is that sister."

Wu Qingrui leaned on his mother's side, pointing at Jiang Sheng with some embarrassment.

Liu Mucai saw that Jiang Sheng was neatly dressed and had a ruddy complexion, so she knew that the girl in front of her should be a person with supernatural abilities, or a family member of a person with supernatural abilities.

Liu Mucai and Jiang Sheng bowed slightly: "I'm sorry, my son made a mistake, I apologize to you, and hope you can forgive him."

She was very afraid of angering the supernatural beings. Once they got angry, she and her son would not be able to survive.

(End of this chapter)