“Okay, I’ll ask you…” Jiang Zhi was about to speak when she was suddenly interrupted.
“I know, I’m telling you, what do you want to know?” A woman in a black cotton-padded coat with messy hair hurriedly raised her hand and rushed over from the base of the wall.
Before she could even stand still, she suddenly gasped and quickly covered her mouth.
Jiang Zhi saw that the girl's mouth had reopened from speaking too forcefully.
It looked painful, but this person actually endured the pain for a piece of candy, even with blood streaming from his mouth, just to put on a good show in front of Jiang Zhi.
"Okay, go ahead."
Jiang Zhi put her hands in her sleeves, giving her the chance.
"I am a resident of this area and also an employee of the supermarket next to the express delivery distribution center. After the weather suddenly turned cold, I stumbled into this place. At first, it was democratic inside, but later it became chaotic as the food became less and less."
There was this guy named Qiang Ge, a really powerful superhero. He could conjure fire. He gathered a bunch of people like him and used very forceful methods to take control of the entire distribution center, and even separated us into different prisons.
"Yes, yes, at first there were more than thirty women, but then there were fewer and fewer, and all we know is that they froze to death."
“If we resist in the slightest, we will be punched and kicked, and threatened with being burned alive.”
"The food they bring us every day is simply not enough to fill us up..."
"Enough! What's the use of telling her all this? Serves her right, she's locked up now. That little bitch is dressed so smartly now, but after a few days, she'll be in a worse state than us!" The woman called Sister Qiao said coldly, her head turned to the wall.
"She turned into a lapdog just because she had a few candies in her hand?"
As soon as Sister Qiao said that, the little hope that had just ignited on the faces of several women turned into pain and silence.
They lowered their heads, looking at their filthy bodies, and dared not even imagine that before the apocalypse, although they were not extremely wealthy, they were not lacking in food and clothing.
Now you have to beg for even a piece of candy.
They're worse than pigs and dogs!
Jiang Zhi looked at Sister Qiao with great admiration. This woman could still shout at people like this in the apocalypse. It's pitiful that she has nothing, but her courage alone is far superior to others.
If you give this kind of person a chance to live, she will definitely climb to the top without hesitation by stepping on other people's corpses.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Sister Qiao looked up suddenly and saw Jiang Zhi looking at her with a smile, and felt a chill run down her spine.
“Someone is still waiting for me outside,” Jiang Zhi said calmly.
Sister Qiao tightened her grip on the edge of the bed.
Suddenly someone asked, "Do they have superpowers too?"
“Now people outside call this a superhuman…” Jiang Zhi picked and chose to recount the various things that had happened outside.
Sister Qiao's eyes trembled slightly, and she almost tore the edge of the bed apart.
Jiang Zhi had always noticed the changes in Sister Qiao. Not everyone who had targeted her ultimately aimed to kill her; human nature is complex, and the line between good and evil is often very thin. Of course, Jiang Zhi wouldn't get angry and immediately commit suicide just because Sister Qiao had insulted her a couple of times.
These imprisoned women are like pigs raised by evil people, food for others.
The people who are truly at fault should be punished, not these women who are locked up here and going crazy.
"So you're a superhuman?" Sister Qiao finally spoke again, no longer targeting Jiang Zhi.
Jiang Zhi didn't answer her question. Instead, she took out a handful of candy and handed it out to the people who had just given her the information.
Just then, the door lock clicked.
The person who received the candy quickly put it into their pocket, then held their breath and slowly retreated to the base of the wall.
Seeing that Jiang Zhi didn't move, Sister Qiao sat on the bed and didn't move either.
Actually, everyone was afraid of being allowed to go out for fresh air because the person who went out would die quickly upon returning, and their body would be carried out.
It was Brother Biao who opened the door.
"Come out here and come with me," Brother Biao said, pointing at Jiang Zhi.
Jiang Zhi glanced back at Sister Qiao, said nothing, and followed her out.
Do you think she can still live?
"She was so beautiful and clean, but she was destined to be ruined." Chen Manman carefully smelled the last remaining scent of cantaloupe in the air; she would remember this scent for the rest of her life.
Perhaps she doesn't have many days left to live.
He could still eat candy before he died, so he had no resentment or hatred.
After Jiang Zhi had been gone for a while, Sister Qiao glared at everyone, walked to the door and gently touched it, only to find that the door was not locked at all.
It's that woman!
The door wasn't unlocked; the lock was broken.
Sister Qiao's eyes widened as she noticed the women behind her excitedly shouting, hugging, and screaming. She immediately stopped them, saying, "Shut up, if you want to live, pack your things."
Jiang Zhi followed Brother Biao without looking to the side or saying a word, which surprised Brother Biao.
This woman is unusually calm.
What did you do before?
"Brother Biao, do you still need to check people's household registrations? It's the apocalypse now, and we're just pitiful people struggling to survive. What good will knowing our past do?"
Brother Biao paused for two seconds, then burst into laughter, "You're right, it's a new era now. Survival of the fittest, the strong are respected." Brother Biao's eyes held a hint of appreciation for Jiang Zhi.
A frail woman with such insights in a post-apocalyptic world of natural disasters—isn't that more useful than a bunch of pigs who only know how to eat?
“What you say makes sense, but I need to correct one point: no matter the era, the strong always reign supreme.”
Brother Biao laughed even louder.
There was a large room at the far end of the third floor. Brother Biao opened the door and let Jiang Zhi in. As soon as she entered, Jiang Zhi smelled a strong stench of smoke and alcohol.
"Hehe, there's a girl here."
"Brother Qiang, this is the young woman who came in today." It was Lu Ming who spoke.
Several men were puffing on cigarettes, surrounding a man wrapped in a black cotton-padded coat.
That must be the "Brother Qiang" these people are talking about.
A fire-type ability user.
"Brother Biao, come quick! I found something good in a bunch of packages today." A man wearing earmuffs pulled Brother Biao away, leaving Jiang Zhi alone with everyone.
Jiang Zhi glanced around and saw that of the thirteen men present, three were smoking, while the rest were looking at her with amusement.
Qiang casually stuck his cigarette into the ashtray, looked up and said nonchalantly, "So, tell me, what did those crazy women tell you?"
Jiang Zhi chuckled, not expecting that this Brother Qiang was carrying a script of palace intrigue and power struggles.
It's the apocalypse, why are you still playing these games?
Want to watch a play?
"What are you laughing at?"
"Brother Qiang, this little girl is still smiling!"
"Damn it, if it weren't so cold, I would have loved to roll around with this woman in my arms."
"Smack!"
"ah!"
Jiang Zhi calmly put the steel bar back into her sleeve: "Watch your mouth, next time it won't be as simple as just slapping someone in the face."
"Damn it, you bitch, how dare you hit me!" the man said angrily, covering his face.
The others glared angrily at Jiang Zhi.
"What a spicy little chili pepper!" Brother Qiang exhaled a breath of stale air, snapped his fingers, and the breath turned into a ball of flame.
Jiang Zhi's lips twitched. Damn, they even have to perform acrobatics.
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