Official shelter.

It's like a stagnant pool now; this broadcast announcement, thrown into it, didn't even cause a ripple.

The survivors in the park were still busy with their own things, even though most of them had nothing to do.

It was evening.

A rumor began to circulate within the park.

The survivors brought back from the front lines inadvertently revealed some information while chatting with acquaintances.

One of Zhou Zhengguo's words has been confirmed.

The horde of corpses on the Dongzheng Street defense line seems to have been completely cleared out; the fact that they were able to return alive is proof of that.

and.

It seems to be related to that man named Lin Mo.

Thinking about it that way...

Letting the other party lead the shelter doesn't seem like a bad idea. At least they won't have to worry about the shelter being overrun by the zombie horde one day.

It was noon the next day.

As usual, the survivors arrived at the canteen one after another, carrying their trays to get their meals.

The window is not yet open.

But the survivors had already lined up, with the old man holding his granddaughter's hand at the front; he had arrived earlier.

The atmosphere remained as silent as ever.

But this atmosphere didn't last long, and whispers began to circulate among the crowd.

"Old Wang, have you noticed that the cafeteria seems a little different today?"

"What's different?"

"There doesn't seem to be that pungent, unpleasant smell today."

"Now that you mention it, it seems so. Could it be that the cafeteria isn't ready yet? Will we be unable to get food today?"

Window number one.

A staff member wearing a mask reached out and knocked on the glass, saying, "Quiet, move the line forward."

The old man led his granddaughter forward and handed her his plate and her small bowl together.

The process is the same.

The staff put a large ladle into the iron bucket and stirred it, but this time it was a little different because what came out was not a black paste.

It's white rice porridge!

And it wasn't just plain water; there was quite a bit of millet in the bowl!

After preparing the porridge.

The staff member glanced at the little girl, took an egg from the iron pot next to her, and placed it outside the window.

"Next!"

The old man was still blocking the window.

The staff member said impatiently, "Hurry up and leave, don't delay other people from getting their food."

Upon hearing this...

The old man finally came to his senses and, without time to think about anything else, hurriedly picked up the egg and gave it to the little girl.

He turned to leave with two bowls of congee in his arms, but before he had gone far, he heard a voice behind him.

"Why don't I have any eggs?"

"Eggs are a supplement for children; not everyone has them."

"Can I come back for more porridge after I finish my first bowl?"

"One bowl per person, no more."

Along the way.

Countless people in the line were staring at the white porridge in the old man's bowl and the egg in the little girl's hand.

However, no riots occurred.

They probably guessed something; perhaps because they had won a battle at the front, they had given them some benefits.

.........

Because the food is better today.

No one took the food back; everyone chose to eat in the cafeteria. Some people even gulped down their porridge right after getting it.

I only feel at ease after the food is in my stomach.

Now, the desire to eat normal food, even just a bowl of white rice porridge, is a luxury!

In the corner.

After peeling the eggs, the old man immediately put them into his granddaughter's small bowl and urged, "Girl, eat quickly."

No wonder he was in such a hurry.

Even though they had deliberately hidden in a corner, people still kept glancing over here.

The little girl seemed to sense something and felt a sense of crisis. She quickly emptied the small bowl.

The old man reached out his right hand, picked up the bowl, and gulped it down in a few mouthfuls, quickly finishing the bowl of white rice porridge.

"grandfather."

The little girl wiped her mouth and couldn't help but say, "It seems Yao Yao wasn't lying to me."

"That Mr. Lin is really amazing. He got to drink rice porridge as soon as he became the leader. We won't go hungry anymore."

after……

No more going hungry...

The old man sighed inwardly, reached out and patted the little girl's head, not wanting to shatter her beautiful fantasy.

"You have to be obedient, girl. Mr. Lin is giving us food, so you can't cause him any trouble."

"I'm a very good girl!"

.........

After the grandfather and grandson left.

The middle-aged man sitting next to him slowly withdrew his gaze, and his companion suddenly asked:

"Boss, what are you thinking about?"

"nothing."

"I think the boss is worried that he won't be able to afford food to find women in the future."

"Sigh, I haven't gained anything from these last few trips. I hope I can make something today."

They risked going out to scavenge.

It's all about being able to eat a couple of normal meals, and incidentally, finding a woman with the food to relieve loneliness.

Anyway.

They didn't want to stay in the shelter and just wait to die.

To survive in a brutal apocalypse, you have to find something to do.

Food and women.

That's what keeps these scavengers alive.

only.

It's getting harder and harder to find food outside these days; they haven't had any for several days.

"Today's food wasn't black and mushy at all. I don't know how long it's been since I've had white rice porridge."

He sighed.

The middle-aged man picked up the bowl and took a small sip.

A younger man next to him downed his bowl in one gulp and then asked:

Does anyone know what has happened recently?

"It's simply because we won a victory at the front."

A man with a scar on his face said calmly, "I guess this is the only time it'll be any better. From now on, I'll still have to drink this filthy stuff."

When this topic came up...

Another bearded man also got interested, saying, "Luckily we haven't had any luck lately, otherwise we would have missed out on this wave of benefits."

"Leaving aside the facts."

The boy then asked, "Do you think it's possible that the newly appointed leader is a good person?"

These words were spoken.

The scarred man sneered, "I think you're dreaming. Do you think those big shots would treat us like human beings?"

"You're still too young."

The bearded man shook his head at the boy, "A little favor, nothing more than a way to win people's hearts."

If nothing unexpected happens.

This wave of benefits won't last long; it might just be this one meal.

There isn't much regular food in the shelters. If we give it all to them, what will those rich guys eat?

"Didn't the newly appointed leader say on the radio that he would lead us to a better life?"

"You actually believe those kinds of polite words?"

"We can't expect the shelter to become worse than before, can we?"

"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?"

"Actually, I still respect Mr. Zhou quite a bit. With this sudden change in leadership, it's really hard to say what will happen in the future."

The companions were chatting enthusiastically.

The middle-aged man, as the leader of this scavenging team, did not participate in the discussion, but quietly sat aside and drank porridge.

............