The old man sat on a small stool and sighed heavily. "The virus could have been controlled, but I heard that someone... alas, abandoned the elderly, the weak, and the disabled in the city and ran away, spreading the virus everywhere prematurely. Most people couldn't escape it. We are lucky to be alive!"
Pei Xiqing quickly realized that he was talking about the incident with Uncle Xiao Yue.
Later, the old woman continued to speak intermittently, and everyone around her, except her, listened patiently.
After hearing about the hardships and countless painful prices paid over the past five years, everyone felt extremely heavy-hearted.
Scattered sighs could be heard from all around.
Some people were mourning the pain brought by the apocalypse and natural disasters, and couldn't help sobbing when they thought of their families.
Ma Mengxiang sat in the crowd and raised her hand: "Grandpa Ma! I want to hear about what happened before the end of the world! I don't want to hear the sad things that happened after that. Please tell us quickly what this world was like before the end of the world!"
Everyone in the village also praised it.
"Yes, our village has been isolated from the 㰱 for so many years, and we don't know much about the past. Tell us about it!"
The old man stroking his beard, laughed heartily. "Great! Fortunately, I'm a well-informed old man. I've spent a lot of time in many cities. I can answer any question you want to hear!"
Ma Mengxiang shouted, "Then do you know how much everyone's average salary was before the end of the year?"
"How would I know... maybe it's... like half a crystal core..."
"Where would we get crystal cores before the end of the world? If money could be exchanged for crystal cores, everyone would have done it long ago!"
The old man was a little embarrassed: "What kind of questions are you asking? How would I know the salary before the end of the month? I am a worldly person and never join in these commotions."
"Finally I've asked you something you don't know."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Everyone sat together and laughed non-stop.
Pei Xiqing couldn't help laughing.
She leaned over and asked the man quietly, "How much is your monthly salary before the end of the week?"
He recalled for a moment: "Probably around tens of thousands."
Pei Xiqing's eyes widened: "So many?"
"A lot?"
“That’s a lot, okay?”
"Are you surprised?" he asked. "I remember you made over a hundred thousand a month."
"..." Pei Xiqing laughed dryly: "I almost forgot."
The original owner's previous internet celebrity did make a lot of money, except that he didn't have a very good reputation in the eyes of his family. A few hundred thousand was just the minimum, and sometimes with a lot of tips, he could even make over half a million.
The salaries in this industry are generally high. It's not like when she was a supporting actress and earned only a few dollars a day.
Her slightly evasive gaze made Duan Xiaolin take a second look.
Pei Xiqing didn't realize that there was something unusual in the way he looked at her, and was immersed in her own world.
I don’t know who started the performance in the middle of the show.
Everyone was crowded together, but they didn't feel bored. Instead, they watched with great interest, and each one was more enthusiastic than the other.
Pei Xi tilted her head, leaning against the man's camera, and sighed with emotion: "If only life like this could continue forever, everyone wouldn't have to run around, avoiding zombies and mutated parasites, and wouldn't have to worry about whether they could live to see the end of the world..."
Duan Xiaolin hugged her: "Do you like it here?"
"It's not about liking it, as long as it's a place where everyone can live a peaceful life, that's enough."
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