"You mean them? Here~" He pointed to a lighted area in the distance. "Old Yang knows how to repair the grain processing machine, so he was temporarily transferred to take care of it. The treatment is pretty good now, at least there's enough drinking water."

"How can there be three of them? I've only seen one from the beginning!" A young voice interrupted from among the people warming themselves by the fire.

"Don't talk nonsense!" He had just finished speaking when another woman's voice rang out, "Old Yang's pancakes are delicious. It's a pity for his brother!"

"Are you short of water? When did it start?" Jiang Ling asked in confusion.

The scarred man stopped what he was doing, pulled out a thermos, quickly sipped some water, and quickly put the lid back on. He said, "It's been almost a month since the subway line was cut off, and we've been without water and electricity."

"Has it been that long?"

"Yeah, it's been that long. We've been living in darkness for a month. I almost forgot the days when water and electricity were unlimited. Now even the network is almost down. They spent a lot of lives to rescue the servers below, and finally saved the points in everyone's pass." The scarred man answered, and the people around him immediately responded.

While the drinking water at the station was valuable, Jiang Ling had no intention of profiting from the crisis. The few points in her "system" weren't enough to quench the thirst of the people at the station. The daily water consumption for tens of thousands of people here exceeded thirty tons, and that was just the minimum requirement. With her current abilities, it would only be enough for a few days.

She felt a little sad. The site was flooded with groundwater, but that groundwater was acidified and unusable. It was like a coastal city facing a severe water shortage. When industrial capacity was lost, ordinary people would become as hopeless as wild animals. But fortunately, the outside world had not forgotten them.

Jiang Ling left the fire.