After seeing the photos Ling Feng posted in the residents' group chat, everyone's eyes turned red!

Dozens of boxes of instant noodles, various canned meats, fresh water, and some fruit, fresh meat, and snacks...

The supplies were very complete, enough to feed a family of three for three years.

After posting this photo, Ling Feng also added the following text:

"If you were given these supplies, how would you plan to distribute them?"

As soon as these words were spoken, people in the group started discussing it in a serious manner.

1-Liu Feng: I think it would be fair to distribute the 80 villas equally.

50-Wu Tianle: You wish! You only have one person in your family, how could someone with a family of five possibly have enough to eat?

35-Liu Lili: I think we should prioritize allocating more to girls, and then distribute the rest according to the number of people, since ladies should be given priority!

59-Li Lin: All you feminists, get out of here! Damn it, when you're reaping the benefits, you come out and talk about ladies first!

35-Liu Lili: Men should wipe their mouths clean before speaking, so they don't spit out all sorts of things!

...

Ling Feng watched the heated discussions in the group, some of which even turned into arguments, and laughed until his stomach hurt.

In just a few days, these elites began to shed their pretenses and started arguing over a little food.

Ling Feng watched as the group chat was buzzing with activity when Yang Zihan sent him a message.

"Are you there"

Ling Feng was a little surprised, as he hadn't been in contact with her for a long time.

She hadn't contacted him since he explicitly rejected her, so why was she suddenly contacting him again?

Actually, Yang Zihan didn't want to date him either. After all, she was a goddess in the public eye, and people would have to wait in line to pursue her.

Other men always take the initiative to contact her, and whether she replies or not depends on her mood!

To ask her to find someone who had rejected her would have been absolutely impossible in the past.

But now that I'm starving, saving face isn't as important as filling my stomach!

In the first few days after the apocalypse, Lin Su sent him a lot of food, but when he went to ask for it again yesterday, he couldn't get any.

The whole family has been hungry all day.

Thinking of this, she felt extremely resentful towards Lin Su. Her family of four had only eaten a little bit of her food, and yet she had already broken off all ties with her. She was truly blind to have made such a friend.

Seeing that Ling Feng didn't reply to her message immediately, Yang Zihan sent another emoji.

"What's up"

Ling Feng replied with three words, indicating that he didn't want to get too entangled with this woman, and responded coldly.

"Brother, can I have something to eat? (pitiful expression)"

"Can't"

Yang Zihan was so angry when she saw the text message Ling Feng sent that she almost got flustered.

I'm a beautiful woman, and you won't even give me a little food when I beg you in a low voice. You have so much stuff at home, what's wrong with giving me some?

How stingy! (Get down!)

She suppressed the urge to curse and patiently continued chatting with Ling Feng.

"Brother, aren't we good friends? I only want a tiny bit!"

However, she waited for a long time but did not receive any message from Ling Feng, and she knew that she had been left out.

I used this trick often before, and now I'm receiving the same treatment myself.

Just as she was about to type a reply to him, Ling Feng suddenly replied to her message.

"Not familiar"

Yang Zihan wanted to smash her phone, but then she thought better of it. She couldn't go out and had to stay at home, and not having a phone would be even more troublesome.

But now I have no food left, so I have to find a way to get some.

Looking at her disheveled self in the mirror, she felt a little disgusted with herself. Since the extreme cold weather arrived, the water pipes in her house had all frozen.

I haven't showered or washed my face for several days, and my hair is greasy.

She searched for a suitable candidate in a contact list in a WeChat group named Fish Pond, and after scrolling for a long time, she actually found one!

Zhao Jun!

A rich second-generation heir, who also lives in this community, had been pursuing her, but she had ignored him.

During my live streams, I often send myself virtual gifts!

Thinking of this, she immediately sent a message to Zhao Jun.

"Brother, what are you doing? (Cute)"

Zhao Jun, who was lying in bed eating bread, jumped up instantly when he saw the message from his goddess.

He has been thinking about Yang Zihan for a long time. Ever since he saw Yang Zihan's beauty, he has been unable to see any other girls.

Especially when he sends her virtual gifts like sports cars and rockets, Yang Zihan smiles sweetly at him.

That one call of "brother" made me sleep sweetly every night!

He sent a picture of himself eating half a loaf of bread.

"I'm eating bread in bed!"

"I envy you, you still have bread to eat. I can only eat one sausage a day now."

Despite feeling uncomfortable, Yang Zihan sent Zhao Jun a voice message.

Zhao Jun was short, fat, and dark-skinned; in the past, people like him wouldn't even look at him.

Now, I have to hold my nose and chat with him just to get food.

Zhao Jun listened to the voice message his goddess sent him, and his whole body went limp from listening to her voice.

He could even ejaculate from that sound!

He quickly sent a voice message to the goddess:

"Hanhan, you're so pitiful! How could I let you go hungry? Wait a moment, I'll bring you some food right away!"

After saying that, he quickly found a backpack, filled it with food, and hurriedly headed towards Yang Zihan's home.

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