Chapter 115 The Streets After the Crackdown



When the verdict was finally announced, everyone perked up immediately; they had been waiting for this moment.

The ringleader was sentenced to death immediately. As the verdict was announced, those who were usually arrogant and treated human life like dirt were now trembling with fear, almost unable to stand, and even lost control of their bladder and bowels.

The onlookers perked up, standing on tiptoe, afraid of missing a single moment. Even the snow leopard widened its eyes and pricked up its ears.

Some timid people turned their backs, too afraid to look.

As a barrage of gunfire rang out, the men in orange vests fell to the ground with a series of "thuds."

The men in red vests fell to the ground, while the men in yellow vests were sent to work in coal mines or as laborers.

The public trial ended, the crowd dispersed, and the survivors had to worry about making a living for the next day.

Next, Lu Yu and the others needed to arrange the follow-up work. Bai Shuang gave him a heads-up via walkie-talkie and then went to browse the trade market.

After what just happened, it seems everyone has become more law-abiding.

There were too many people today, and the Wanyuan Hotel couldn't accommodate everyone, so they opened their shop at the open-air ski resort outside Wanda Plaza.

Today is also the day with the largest number of people affected since the natural disaster, and also the day with the most stable situation.

Bai Shuang, the three of them, and the dog walked along, looking for anything they could take.

There were more stalls on both sides of the market than ever before, and they offered a wide variety of goods.

A carpenter made skis from the wood. They weren't very refined, but they were sturdy, and each one weighed two pounds of grain.

Bai Jiu took one and tried to skate on the snow next to him. But as soon as he stood on it, he fell flat on his backside and fell to the ground. He turned around and yelled at the skateboard seller.

"What kind of skateboard is that? You keep falling! If you hurt this old man, I'll be eating at your house!"

White frost, ...

White long, ...

Even the snow leopard tilted its head, looking at this mischievous monkey.

The ski seller quickly went over to help him up, apologizing repeatedly, "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, are you alright?"

Seeing that the three people and the dog were not to be trifled with, the man dared not say that Bai Jiu had lost his balance and fallen, and that it had nothing to do with the skis.

However, no matter how he looked at it, Bai Jiu didn't seem like an old man.

That person was very patient, explaining the usage instructions to Bai Jiu in great detail, making Bai Shuang feel embarrassed not to buy it.

In the end, I bought one for each of them, just for fun, so they can take it out and play with it when they have time.

Seeing that there was no share for him, the snow leopard barked at Bai Shuang.

Bai Jiu made a face at it, which made it even angrier.

Seeing that it was still upset, Bai Shuang said, "If you can skate, I'll buy it for you."

The snow leopard walked up to Bai Jiu, glared at him, snatched the skateboard from him with its mouth, and began practicing.

The apocalypse was not very lively. People gathered around to watch a large wolfhound, about the size of a calf, learning to ski. Even the ski seller was curious.

But the skateboard is designed for humans and is only twenty centimeters wide. When a snow leopard stands on it and sways its body, it can slide, but it's not comfortable. It's nothing like how the snow leopard moves with ease and majesty when it runs on its own.

In the end, it gave up; it didn't want the bird skis anymore.

\"Hahaha"

Bai Jiu chuckled at its dejected look, only to be glared at by the snow leopard.

The group continued walking, and some people even processed the wood into bowls, chopsticks, and shelves. The wisdom and survival skills of the people are truly remarkable.

The wooden bowl was quite large and heavy, probably because the tool the person used wasn't very handy. Bai Jiu held it in his hand and looked at it, "This can be used as a food bowl for a snow leopard."

The snow leopard looked at the bowl with disdain, and said, "Woof woof, here you are, your rice bowl."

Actually, wooden rice bowls are better than plastic or metal ones; they are all-natural and pollution-free.

Porcelain is good, but if you give it to a snow leopard, given its restless nature, it will fall apart in less than two days.

Bai Shuang picked one up and looked at it. "It's a little small."

The snow leopard is now tall and strong, and it needs to adapt to the low temperature environment. It can finish a whole bowl of food in one meal, so it has a big appetite.

The vendor selling wooden bowls said they were a bit small. "We have big ones, we have big ones."

Then he hurriedly took out a clumsy little wooden basin from a bag. Although the outside was not exquisite, the inside was smooth enough for the snow leopard to use.

"How much grain?"

"You can give me whatever you think is fair; I'm just trying to make a living."

The more the other party said that, the less they could give less. He exchanged one of his wooden bowls for two ounces of grain, and since this wooden basin was a bit bigger, Bai Shuang gave him two packets of instant noodles.

She used to have a lot of convenience food stockpiled, and she also bought it from wholesale markets and underground supermarkets. Since she doesn't usually eat this kind of food, she takes it out to exchange for other things.

The man's eyes lit up when he saw the instant noodles. "Thanks!"

He quickly took it and put it inside his clothes.

Before the apocalypse, instant noodles were considered unhealthy by most people, but for the survivors today, they are a rare delicacy.

It contains not only salt, oil, and seasoning packets, but also dehydrated vegetables, which are already cooked. You can eat them right away when there's no fire.

Then, the three people and the dog continued their stroll.

There was a charcoal vendor nearby, loudly calling out, "Charcoal fire, charcoal fire!"

To be honest, in this extremely cold weather, the word itself sounds warm. However, those who buy this are usually well-off. Ordinary people would try to divide their meager food into several meals, and those who need firewood would simply go to the dead forest to cut down trees themselves.

Bai Shuang had stockpiled some charcoal before, but hadn't used much of it yet, so there was no need to buy more.

However, charcoal has a wide range of uses; it can not only be used for fire, but also for purifying water and freshening the air.

Charcoal ash has anti-inflammatory, antiviral, and diuretic properties, so in these times of scarcity of medicine and healthcare, it's best for most people to have some on hand.

Thinking of this, he asked Bai Chang to make a walkie-talkie to Doctor Ma and tell them about the charcoal available here.

Further on, there's a very popular stall selling used clothes. Although the clothes look dirty, many people ask about them.

Bai Jiu: "Miss, were those clothes taken from a dead person?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Bai Jiu understood and remained silent.

Although it's the truth, and everyone knows it, people don't like to hear it if you say it out loud.

Everyone who buys clothes knows the truth, but if they don't wear them, they'll freeze to death. What can they do? They can only blame this damned natural disaster.

After walking for a while, Bai Shuang and her group decided to find a middleman to see if they had acquired any jade and also to see if he had anything else that they could use.

Turning around, I saw a couple standing opposite me. The man was holding a box in his hands, as if it were a precious treasure.

Bai Shuang was curious, so she went over to ask.

"What are those things in your hands?"

The two men glanced at Bai Shuang and the others, as if they could produce some food, and opened the box to show it to her, when a voice came from the side.

"White frost!"

Hearing the voice, Bai Shuang turned around and saw five people, three men and two women. Upon closer inspection, she realized she didn't recognize them.

"Oh, you really have a short memory, you've even forgotten your classmates."

Their words were rather unpleasant to hear; they were probably people like Bai Qianqian. Bai Shuang decided to ignore them. The more she got involved in the apocalypse, the more trouble she would cause.

He turned his head to continue looking at the things in the couple's hands.

The brownish-yellow frogs are motionless. Are they dead, or are they hibernating?

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