Chapter 119 The Journey of Refugees



So Lu's mother could only nod in agreement.

Next, they discussed how to dig the pit. After discussion, they decided that the task of digging the pit would be handled by three strong people, with the others assisting. Lu Yuan was once again elected as the general manager, while Grandpa became the commander-in-chief.

So, in the following days, the two families began the intense task of digging the pit.

Sometimes Xiaoshan would ask to do chores, but her father would sternly tell her to go back.

"As a daughter-in-law of the Lu family, how can we let you do this kind of work! Go back, Lu Yuan is here! Let him do it! Lu Yuan, everything over there is yours!"

Lu Yuan protested, but to no avail, since he was incredibly strong and could do the work of two people.

Life went on as usual. Apart from arranging for people to be on guard every day, Lu Yuan had nothing else to do. Occasionally, he would go home to help deal with the traps. He lived a fairly fulfilling life every day.

As for the previous contact with Boss Kong, what Lu Yuan didn't expect was that the other party raised prices several times, causing the people in District 3 to sell everything they could. The last time, they only managed to get a few dozen kilograms of vegetables. They even encountered an attack by refugees on the way, resulting in the deaths of two people.

Since then, no one in District 3 has mentioned the past events in the city. Lu Yuan can still chat with Boss Kong occasionally. The other party also said that his business is getting worse and worse, and the medicine for making nutrient solution is basically unavailable, which is why the price has increased.

Lu Yuan was also very helpless about this, but there was nothing he could do. After all, the current production capacity had dropped by a lot, and many raw material suppliers had been cut off, which led to some downstream industries going bankrupt due to lack of materials.

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As the year draws to a close, the country has searched for alternative food products several times, but none of them have achieved mass production. In the end, the burden still has to be borne by the people themselves. However, the government has provided some solutions to alleviate hunger.

For example, sitting quietly or sleeping at home can effectively reduce people's metabolic activity, which can help them maintain this routine for a period of time.

For example, there is a strong promotion of yoga activities, encouraging people to learn about fasting in yoga at home, and even yoga masters giving online classes and personally demonstrating the key points and movements of fasting.

However, this can only provide temporary relief. Who can truly achieve fasting? We are all just mortals. If fasting were truly successful, it would mark the beginning of a nationwide movement to cultivate immortality.

Sure enough, a little over a month later, more and more refugees gathered together and began to migrate eastward. It was said that the sea was not greatly affected, and once they reached the coast, there were fish that were plentiful to eat. Even if they were in dire need, they could pick up seaweed and other seaweed on the beach to fill their stomachs. Staying in the barren plains and mountains inland meant they could eat nothing and could only wait to die.

There are ancient stories of people venturing to the east and west, and so an epic migration of people began to unfold across the country: crossing the East China Sea!

In order to look out for each other, the refugees spontaneously organized themselves and embarked on this long journey together.

These refugees moved out like locusts, eating everything in their path, including rats, insects, tree bark, and other edible things.

The owners of leather goods who were struggling to sell their products were worried about where to sell their shoes and belts, but the arrival of the migrants seemed to open up a new sales channel for them.

Occasionally, you can see people setting up large pots in the streets and alleys, pouring pieces of chopped leather shoes, belts, and bags into boiling water to sell.

Upon seeing this, passing refugees rushed forward to buy the goods, sometimes even resulting in bloodshed due to the inability to purchase them – a truly horrifying sight.

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A few more people left from Zone 3, but it didn't have a big impact on the crowd. Those who were starving were still starving, and those who weren't starving were barely surviving. Fortunately, Lu Yuan gave them some plant nutrient solution, and they were able to grow some vegetables using hydroponics, which was enough to fill their stomachs. In addition to being responsible for various security issues in Zone 3, the security team members also had to go out to patrol.

The only main road in District 3 is not a thoroughfare; it requires a detour to get there from the city. As a result, the area has remained peaceful and has never been attacked by any refugees.

Lu Yuan thought this might be because people had forgotten about their place. After all, the population of the new urban area was not large to begin with, and in the eyes of the people of Qingshui City, the new urban area was a desolate place. It was farmland a few years ago, but after the high temperature weather, the fields here became wasteland. The place is small and there are not many people, so it has no use for these refugees. It would be more reliable to go to other places to find a way to make a living than to walk these roads.

On this day, Chen Ke led several members of the security team out on patrol. This was the result of everyone's discussion. In addition to checking the intersection of the main road in Zone 3 every day to see if there was any "enemy activity", after all, a group of about several thousand refugees had passed through here some time ago. Fortunately, they did not choose to enter the new urban area at the intersection, which made Lu Yuan a little worried.

Bored, Chen Ke and his companions searched for rat holes, hoping to find some prey while patrolling. They walked very slowly, searching along both sides of the road.

At this moment, Song Heng quietly took out half a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, coughed at everyone, and said, "Ahem! Anyone craving a cigarette? I have some here..."

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