Xiao Su was stunned by his intimidation, then turned away and fell silent. After about three seconds, a look of hatred appeared in his eyes, which made Lao Zhou very satisfied. After all, young people's minds are easier to control.

"Old Yu! You'd better come and take a look!" Old Wu behind the shelf yelled. The noise he made rummaging was indeed a bit loud. If he didn't say anything, the other two would probably come up to him themselves.

Old Wu came over from behind the shelves carrying a cardboard box. He placed the items among the group and then explained, panting, "These are the only ones left. I've looked for everything else, and they're all just miscellaneous items."

"How long can it last?" asked Lao Yu.

"Three days at most!" Old Wu replied.

"Why only three days? Didn't Qin Le say he could hold out for fifteen days? Can he?" Master Zhou yelled, "He must know something and is deliberately keeping us here! He wants us to die here!"

"We must leave here!" Lao Yu thought for a while and came to a conclusion.

Indeed, they must leave here!

This is also what Huang Lun and his son thought - I don’t know which damn bastard blocked the workshop door!

Huang Lun and Huang Yi had been in the warehouse for half a day. They were tired and hungry. This damn workshop was not even warm!

Their situation was no different from those unfortunate people underground. The workshop had electricity, water, and plenty of air, but they had no food. Well, there was a box of chocolates and a few bags of compressed dry food that Huang Yi had secretly hidden in the workshop.

But that little bit of food was not enough to fill the stomachs of two people. The gene stabilizer would improve people's physical strength, but it would also increase their food consumption.

Their mining area lacked the machinery to produce synthetic grain, and their precious pre-war heritage was stored in the big cities. They only received a small monthly ration, and anything more had to be purchased out of pocket. And the rations were becoming increasingly scarce, so half their income went on food. In the past, they would have been considered impoverished.

Huang Lun hadn't experienced hunger and cold for a long time, and Huang Yi had never been hungry since childhood. Their bodies had no adaptation to hunger, and they soon felt incomparable weakness and pain.

Most people naturally can't imagine what it's like to go hungry for nine meals in three days. People typically start to reduce their energy consumption after the first meal they skip, and they no longer actively exercise. By the third meal, however, they begin to wonder where their food comes from. When hunger reaches its peak, people are no longer human, and they'll take a bite of everything they see, edible or not.

Of course, Huang Lun and his son were not yet so hungry as to eat human flesh, but in order to prevent themselves from reaching that point, they had better do something meaningful.

They'd already tried ramming the door with their exoskeletons, but it hadn't done much more than dent it. The doors here were incredibly strong, designed to be explosion-proof. While their chromite mines weren't likely to experience a gas explosion, pre-war residents still used these types of blast-proof doors. Well, mainly because they were cheaper.

They urgently needed an exit, so Huang Lun stared at the movable wall directly opposite the door.

There's a saying that goes, "When a door is too strong, the weak part will become a wall." History has proven this, with stories of robbers robbing banks by breaking through walls decades ago.

Now Huang Lun and his son intend to verify this statement once again...

After a massive explosion, two figures wearing helmets emerged from the smoke and dust. They hadn't used exoskeletons to breach the wall; such equipment wasn't a panacea. Even if it could, the impact wouldn't be something a human could withstand. So, the two science and engineering elites naturally thought of a hydrogen explosion.

Their calculations were quite accurate; the handmade bomb easily tore a large hole without injuring either of them. It was just that they had misjudged the situation behind the wall; there wasn't a single ore in the warehouse.

They had originally thought that the ore in the warehouse was piled up like a mountain, and they would need to climb several mountains with great effort to get out from the other end of the warehouse. But now it was just a little dim, and the black ore on the ground made various friction sounds when they stepped on it.

Huang Lun looked around. The massive hemispherical warehouse was completely silent, save for the still-glowing searchlights suspended in the air. He couldn't understand why there was no ore. He remembered the transport operation two weeks ago. The conveyor belt had moved 80,000 tons of ore day and night, yet it still wasn't even half of the accumulated reserves.

"Ayi, after we get out, just quit your job! Our family still has some savings, so we can find a medium-sized station and open a repair shop." Huang Lun pursed his lips. Although he was very hungry now, he still wasted some energy and spoke out his inner thoughts.

"Dad, what are you thinking about? We will probably have to pay a large sum of money! It's more important to save our lives." Huang Yi answered briefly.

"Okay, okay! Saving our lives is the most important thing!" Huang Lun stopped talking. The world didn't allow them to fantasize about the future anymore.

The two men walking through the warehouse were like ants on a misguided path, unsure of what awaited them. The orange-painted door in the distance was the exit to the outside world, but they were unsure if they could open it.

As the two of them got farther and farther away from the big hole in the workshop wall, the light coming through the hole was gradually diluted by the darkness and finally disappeared.

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