Rebirth of the apocalypse: Winning a prize of 30 million at the beginning

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. Alas." 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 toothless man's heart felt as if he had been cut by a knife: "Eat them all, I still have them here. If you eat them, 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.

After tightening the old cotton wool and covering his daughter with the quilt tightly, the toothless man thought about what his daughter would do if he was no longer there.

This is the end of the dog days. The man with missing teeth cursed in his heart.

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 is 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 cursory look yesterday. He is in District C, and there seem to be several districts behind him.

You can go and have a look, Mr. Wang thought and went downstairs to look 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 remained calm and walked out of Building 19 directly.

Now that it has officially entered December, Mr. Wang looked at the mechanical watch on his wrist.

A little cold.

After walking for a while, I saw a row of villas. This may be the bright place I saw yesterday.

A fence separates these villa areas from the nearby buildings, giving a sense of strict hierarchy.

Mr. Wang laughed at himself, and then walked further back. He didn't see the situation yesterday.

The cold wind rustled, piercing directly into the neck of the person, taking away the body's heat.

When I walked to District D, I didn't see anything different. When I walked downstairs, I saw pink peach blossoms written on the wall.

Mr. Wang didn't look carefully, and left here 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, feeling nothing interesting.

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 I was about to return to Building 19, I saw a corpse by the side of the road. The corpse looked like a mummy and was extremely emaciated.

Next to it are what appear to be patrol officers, who are handling the body.

"Another starving?"

"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 down."

"The first one this month."

"Well, it's okay, there are always new people coming."

Listening to the chatter of those patrol members, Mr. Wang eavesdropped for a while, and those patrol members did not guard against him, as if they didn't care whether Mr. Wang would hear it or not.

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 live on these materials alone for a period of time, but if these materials are used up, even if there are still some stored outside, consumption alone is not a long-term solution.

A person like him who has been a boss and a person in charge of a base has always been thinking 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 Mr. Wang, the man from Xincheng, a trace of resentment flashed in his 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.