The man patted the old man on the back and continued to support his upper body.
In less than a minute, the old man finished the full bowl of porridge.
With food in his stomach, his breathing became much smoother.
"I can sit by myself, just eat quickly."
After the old man finished speaking, he leaned against the tall wall of the base, looking around with tired breaths.
What caught his eyes were groups of survivors dressed in rags, eating with their heads down and mouthfuls of food.
There are endless greenhouses and endless crowds, so densely packed that there is nowhere to step.
The man finished his porridge and said, "I heard that there are more than 40,000 people living in the shantytowns outside here alone, and there are very few survivors who can afford to live in houses."
"Even after leaving the shantytowns and entering the streets of the base, there are still people fighting over the walkways and balconies where people live, and the restrooms."
The old man sighed after hearing this. "Compared to other bases, this is already pretty good. At least this shantytown is within the base walls."
"The shanty towns in other bases are all outside the walls. They are used as human shields. When zombies come, they can't escape. The people on the walls shoot indiscriminately, not caring about the lives of others."
The man looked up at the ten-meter-high wall and agreed with his father.
The base outside can really be described as hell on earth.
They had just escaped to the Firelight Base yesterday, and they thought that this base would not treat ordinary survivors as human beings.
I didn’t expect that not only would they give out free food, but they would also provide hot porridge and steamed buns.
"The commander of our base is different from other commanders. No matter whether the person can bring benefits to the base or not, as long as he is a survivor, the commander will not turn him away." A survivor on the side said to the man.
Another person added, "If you have crystal cores, you can exchange them for points and food at the supermarket. The supermarket is right in the center of the base."
The man and the old man looked at each other. They had heard about this supermarket since yesterday and didn't expect it to be true.
The man asked, "Can we, the survivors of the shantytown, go there to buy things too?"
"Of course, as long as you have points you can enter the supermarket."
The man's face was full of surprise. People in the shantytowns are all dirty. Wouldn't the people who run the supermarket look down on them?
The uncle saw the man's confusion and explained to him, "The supermarket owner is a good person and will not discriminate."
"The base treats everyone equally and will not prevent us from the shantytown residents from buying things."
"If you're embarrassed by the smell, you can ask the soldiers to buy you some steamed buns and meat buns from the vending machine. Six points will fill you up."
"The soldier who just distributed food to us said that they would put up some small houses in our shantytown tonight and told us to line up at six o'clock to get water for bathing and washing clothes. I don't know if it's true, but anyway, we should go and see it when the time comes."
The more the man listened, the more incredible it seemed to him. Every base was short of water, but the Firelight Base provided water for so many survivors to bathe and wash their clothes.
An insider nearby said, "It's free for the first two days, but after that, they charge one point per bucket of water. They also asked us to clean up afterward, as they're worried about infectious diseases from the mix of people."
After hearing this, the man looked at his father and felt that the manager of this base was indeed a good person and they could live here with peace of mind.
But before the apocalypse, the father and son were engaged in research. They were powerless and could not even tie a chicken. Could they really support themselves?
The old man said, "I never thought that after the end of the world, we would be the most useless people."
"I don't know how your older sister and younger sister are doing. One of them was pregnant before the apocalypse, and the other was in school before the apocalypse. Their situations are even more difficult than ours."
The man clenched his fists and said nothing.
He guessed that his elder sister and younger sister must have passed away, but he didn't dare tell his father for fear of making him sad.
"Have you heard? We have a very powerful healing psychic in our base."
"I heard it, I heard it. If we get injured in the future, we don't have to worry about having no place to get treated."
"There's also a very powerful psychic who seems to have plant-related abilities. He can cultivate vegetables and fruits suitable for survival in the apocalyptic land. Maybe in the future we can grow our own vegetables to eat."
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The people around the man were chatting excitedly, but he listened without thinking much about it, and neither did the old man.
They felt envious, but helpless because they had not awakened any special abilities and only had research skills.
evening.
Xiao Yi was awakened by the cold.
He sat up in bed, rubbing his arms, and then got a start.
The room was full of ice, little icebergs.
No wonder he felt so cold, he thought the weather had suddenly changed.
Xiao Yi quickly got up and took out a quilt from the closet to wrap himself up. Only after wrapping himself up did he come back to life.
"Where are the others?"
Xiao Yi looked around the room for Xiao Cheng.
Suddenly there was a loud bang and the house shook.
Xiao Yicai stood up and wanted to leave the room to find Xiao Cheng, but he was almost shaken and fell.
"Why does the house smell of blood?"
Xiao Yi endured the pungent smell and opened the door.
He was stunned when the door opened, and the quilt on his body fell to the ground with a thud.
The hall was filled with the corpses of mutant deer, and the strong smell of blood filled the air.
Xiao Yi quickly covered his nose with an uncomfortable expression, "Where did this mutant deer come from?"
Suddenly something flashed, and the next second Xiao Cheng teleported in front of him.
Xiao Yi looked up at Xiao Cheng, pointed at the mutant deer corpses scattered all over the ground and asked him, "Did you hunt these?"
Xiao Cheng nodded, put his big hand on Xiao Yi's stomach, and told Xiao Yi to eat more, otherwise he would be too weak and die easily.
Xiao Yi held his forehead and didn't want to talk anymore. He was tired.
Xiao Cheng didn't know that Xiao Yi was angry, so he lowered his head to rub Xiao Yiwen, and immediately licked Xiao Yi's neck.
He had only been away for a short while when the scent on Xiao Yi faded.
He thought of the two people next door and felt that he could not wait any longer, so he picked up Xiao Yi and quickly returned to the room.
He must mark it now. If he doesn't mark it, what if he leaves home to go hunting and Xiao Yi dies?
"Hiss, it hurts..."
Xiao Yi was thrown onto the bed and was knocked unconscious.
Before Xiao Yi could react, Xiao Cheng had already leaned over to Xiao Yi, imitating the tall man next door, lowered his head to cover Xiao Yi's lips, and pulled down Xiao Yi's pants.
Xiao Yi, whose mouth was blocked, widened his eyes in disbelief. What...what was Xiao Cheng doing?
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