Chapter 500: Fireworks

Before that, when Annan was going door to door looking for an empty house, he saw the aunt.

At this point, Annan showed an indescribable expression on his face:

"I saw her come out of her villa, walk to the corner of the yard, and take out a frozen calf."

She paused and emphasized, "That kind of...children's legs."

Perhaps because he had a particularly deep impression of that scene, Annan described it in great detail:

"During extremely cold weather, many people will sweep the snow from their yards together and pile it in the corner of the yard. Over time, it will turn into a large pile of ice."

"But hers is not like that. She piles the snow into small piles of ice, connects them together, and forms a small space with the corners of the wall, like a natural refrigerator."

"In that natural refrigerator..." Annan recalled the scene, frowning, "It was full of brats."

Gu Zhiyu, who had been enjoying the warm air in the car, suddenly felt a chill on his back: "Are they the children she adopted?"

Annan nodded, his face somewhat grim: "It wasn't dug out after being buried. It was decomposed in advance, just like processing food, and piled there."

"I don't know if it's to save money or for some other reason, but they even keep the head."

In the apocalypse, it is not uncommon to eat people like two-legged sheep. But the reason why Annan was so unbelievable and impressed was because the person on the other side was that fat aunt.

She was a devout believer who had been a vegetarian all her life, yet she actually ate people one day, and the victim was her adopted child.

After listening to this, Gu Zhiyu was silent for a long time, and it was obvious that he was also a little shocked.

After a dozen seconds, he asked again: "Then in this life..."

Annan knew what he wanted to ask, and replied, "This life is different. It seems that she died directly in the earthquake."

Just as Annan moved to the villa halfway up the mountain, a major earthquake occurred, the likes of which had never happened in his previous life.

Later, she paid special attention and found that the aunt's house was in ruins. She had never seen her and the children again. She must have passed away.

Regardless of the outcome of this woman, Annan lamented:

"I thought that a devout and kind believer like her who regarded money as dirt would definitely be able to stick to her faith. I didn't expect that she would become a different beast under the torture of the end of the world."

Having said this, she glanced in the rearview mirror again. At this time, the white auditorium was no longer visible.

"That's why I think it's incredible that people can still stick to their faith in such an environment."

Gu Zhiyu was silent for a moment, then said, "Perhaps this group of people believes in something different."

People pray for completely different things in different environments.

The two chatted while driving to another neighborhood.

This place is even more lively than the street just now.

The road was full of people, and all the snow on the road had been swept to both sides of the road, forming neat piles of snow.

Because there was too much snow, the snow piles that were swept up were thick and dense. You can imagine how huge the workload would be if there were no snowplows involved.

At least, this effect cannot be achieved by just sweeping the snow in front of your own door like the proprietress of Qingcheng Gang did.

It must be like sweeping snow at school when we were kids, a group of people working together and with one mind can make it look like this.

There are shops on both sides of the road. Before the natural disaster, this should have been a commercial street.

It is clear that even now this is still a market for buying and selling things.

Due to the cold weather, all the shop doors and windows were closed, and the goods were placed outside like stalls, for people who were "shopping" outside to pick and choose.

The goods are of a wide variety, all of which are basic survival supplies, such as hot water bottles, thick quilts, dry noodles, half-eaten boxes of compressed biscuits, crookedly woven scarves... everything.

The vendors sat in front of the windows of the shops, smiling and chatting with the buyers outside through the windows.

After the buyers negotiated the exchange terms, they put their food on the stalls and left in a hurry with their purchases.

After all, the weather is too cold and staying outside for a long time is life-threatening.

But even though people kept leaving after buying things, the place was still bustling with people. The strong atmosphere made the street seem a little warmer.

Looking at the situation in front of him, even the usually calm Gu Zhiyu couldn't help but marvel at it.

If this happened in other places, such as Linbei City, if vendors dared to separate from their own supplies and sit in their houses, the supplies outside would surely be snatched away by those who are quick to act.

It's amazing how orderly this place is.

The sellers all looked kind, the buyers were calm and relaxed, and some even chatted and laughed with their friends while buying things.

Annan and his companions have traveled to so many cities during this period, but this is the first time they have seen such a lively and bustling city.

Is this still the end of the world they live in?

Normally, shouldn't these people stay at home in fear, burn whatever they can to keep warm, hold on to their belongings, and lock their doors tightly?

Such a harmonious and friendly bustling city makes Annan and Guzhi Island feel as if they have traveled back to the time before the natural disaster.

Not only that, when the people on the street noticed the two men's armored vehicles, their reactions were the same as those of the believers who had entered the church before, calm and natural.

There was no inquiry, no greed, and no desire in his eyes.

He even politely moved to the side of the road, put his hands together, apologized for blocking the road, and then made way for the other car to pass.

Annan looked out the window and couldn't help but sigh: "This is too classy."

She couldn't help but think of a morning before the natural disaster when she was sitting in a taxi and passed a small road. She found that the road was occupied by small vendors and had become a temporary morning market.

Various carts and people buying groceries blocked the road completely.

Even though they knew there was a long line of cars stuck behind them waiting to pass through, many middle-aged women still stood in the middle of the road with an attitude of “you dare not hit me” and continued to bargain with the vendors, making the drivers so angry that they cursed at their mothers.

In such a comparison, the people here are even more harmonious and friendly than before the natural disaster?

The two decided to find a place to park the car and then come back to find someone to find out what the situation in the city was like.