In his first life, he worked as a laborer for a group of bandits to survive. After learning about the existence of the shelter, he immediately escaped. However, he then encountered Fang Zhiyi and her group, and he wanted to ask Fang Zhiyi for some supplies.
But Fang Zhiyi refused and even drove him away.
Not long after he was driven away, the gang of thugs found him, and Xiaobai died tragically.
After his rebirth, his hatred for Fang Zhiyi reached its peak, and he wanted Fang Zhiyi to experience his misery firsthand.
"Is this guy out of his mind? It's the apocalypse, and he's going to turn on people just because they don't help him? What kind of person is he?"
Xiao Hei also couldn't stand it anymore: "Do you know why the original owner drove him away? Because someone in the group saw him hanging out with bandits."
"I don't understand this protagonist's brain. Just because someone didn't help him, he blames their death on them. Isn't that just stupid?" Fang Zhiyi frowned. "I've experienced two apocalypses before. Although the factors causing the disasters were different, I've noticed one thing..."
"What?"
"Humans are indeed quite complex. In the apocalypse, it's already a feat to be able to take care of oneself. Choosing not to help others avoid risks has become an option for holding grudges. Tsk."
“Um,” Xiao Hei suddenly said, “this Xiao Bai isn’t the main character.”
"Hmm?" Fang Zhiyi was somewhat surprised.
“And speaking of this, there’s something even more outrageous about him.” Xiao Hei seemed to have forgotten about being angered by Fang Zhiyi earlier. “This kid started frantically scavenging for supplies as soon as he got his spatial ability. He has enough supplies to feed him for several lifetimes, but he’s like a locust, stuffing any supplies he sees into his pocket without caring about the lives of the other survivors at all.”
“Something a despicable person like that would do.” Fang Zhiyi stood up and looked out the window. The water level had already submerged the seventh floor, and even though it was daytime, visibility was very low.
"No electricity, no light, an isolated island... it is indeed an environment that easily breeds the dark side of people's hearts."
"Bang!" The security door behind him was slammed shut.
Fang Zhiyi could only judge the plot's progress by the water level. It hadn't reached the point of a home invasion robbery yet, so who was knocking on the door...?
He walked to the front door and opened it. A man with a full beard appeared at the door, looking quite indignant: "Hey, it took you ages to open the door after knocking?"
Fang Zhiyi stared at him without saying a word.
"They said you live alone? We're your downstairs neighbors, on the seventh floor. The seventh floor is flooded. Can we squeeze in with you for a while?" he said, picking up his suitcase and heading inside. Behind him were an old woman and a woman, with the woman holding a chubby little boy's hand.
Fang Zhiyi remembered that the original owner was cautious and did not open the door, and the people outside cursed for a while before leaving.
Meanwhile, the family's actions attracted the attention of their neighbors living in the hallway. They craned their necks, looking at each other with strange expressions, seemingly plotting something.
The man was blocked. He looked up at Fang Zhiyi with a puzzled expression. He had seen this young man a few times. He seemed very easy to talk to. Even when the sweeper downstairs cursed at him, he didn't talk back.
"What are you doing? We're all neighbors, you wouldn't be so selfish, would you?" the man said without hesitation, raising his voice considerably.
"That's right, your neighbors have taken in other people to live with them, how can you live in such a big house all by yourself?" the old woman continued to nag.
Fang Zhiyi smoothed her hair with her hand: "I don't know why, but I feel a little unhappy."
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