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33. Hunger

The fifth day of the disaster

Manhattan District Survivors: 65123

There is good news, but there is also bad news.》There is only one in the former and a lot of the latter.

The temperature outside no longer drops, and remains at minus twenty-five degrees. The shelter still fluctuates at zero. This is better than most places. The entire Manhattan Island may not find a warmer floor than here.

Food, fresh water is short of, and half of the fuel is left. The way to maintain body temperature is to place the water by the fireplace and heat it, and then distribute it to the refugees for them to keep it in their arms to warm their bodies. Wait until it cools down before changing.

Some rumors spread here. I heard that someone heard from other survivors when he went out to collect supplies. Some said that those who left met the army and were successfully saved. Some said that those who left met the storm and were wiped out. Some said that there was no rescue at all, and the army had given up here.

The simple radio is still intermittent, and the occasionally revealed news is to keep citizens at home, keep warm, and try not to go out as much as possible.

Some people were talking about it fortunately, but they didn't die, but were suppressed by Vera.

There were three middle-aged men in groups, divided into three groups to search for supplies. The two stayed in the shelter to guard them in case of predators coming to make trouble. Wang Yao acted alone.

When wearing thick clothes and without a coat, use the quantity to apply. Three shirts and three coats. Then wrap the bed sheets to prevent the wind. Wang Yao also wears a coat like a symbol.

At 11 a.m., the first search team came back, and there was nothing. They were only searching nearby, and the nearby supplies had long been plundered. Some complaints appeared, and the refugees looked at them with more blame.

They were so hungry, hungry and cold.

Half an hour later, the second batch and the third batch of teams came back and still returned empty-handed. This environment means that they can't go too far. They can't go too far. It means that returning empty-handed cannot be avoided.

So he hoped to re-enter Wang Yao, and he did not disappoint everyone's expectations. At 2 pm, he appeared on the ice on the street.

He was wet, his cold shirt pressed against his body, outlining a strong outline. He was hot and his hair was frozen. He was carrying something in his hand. He looked like he had dived again.

The truth is true. Wang Yao came to the place where he was a supermarket in his memory. He dug two meters deep ice down, broke through the ice surface and drilled into the water. The supermarket soaked in the water was in a mess, and everything was swept away when the flood came. He found several boxes of chocolate beans and oranges from heavy cabinets and under the shelves of the fallen shelves.

Food was focused on Wang Yao and his party, followed by search teams and elderly women and children.

The search team was dispatched again in the afternoon. Those who were so hungry that they went upstairs to search with slim hope. Two more were sick, so no one was frozen to death.

The search team returned in batches, and Wang Yao was still the last one, but this time he brought back less than in the morning, with only a few pieces of bread.

The cry for killing dogs began to grow, and the shepherd dog was very smart. I could see something from the eyes of these humans. So Wang Yao was no longer alone, and there was a dog wrapped in thick sheets around him.

Almost everyone fell asleep with hunger that night. Wang Yao was still majestic and was still united here, but he never helped each other like the first day.

Someone took out hundreds of dollars to exchange for finger-sized bread, but was rejected.

Food has never occupied such an important position.

The sixth day of the disaster

Manhattan District Survivors: 61540

The originally stable temperature dropped further, and the people sleeping outside the corridor were even so cold that they could not fall asleep. A layer of white frost appeared on their eyelashes and beards. Someone was frostbite and had no sense of consciousness. It was purple.

Some people started to clamor for injustice. Why can some people go in? They have to stay in the corridor.

Avoid inciting conflicts. Everyone was arranged to enter the shelter room. The narrow space was reduced again, the sofa was thrown out, and the mattress was laid on the floor, barely able to accommodate 27 people.

The patient did not improve or worsen. The search team stayed in the shelter room. No one was willing to go out in this kind of weather. In the plot, the storm clouds would hit during this period. Even Wang Yao could not hold on to the temperature of minus 100 degrees Celsius. So even if he was out searching for supplies, he would be kept within a very small range. When diving, the shepherd dog stayed outside. He held a rope with Wang Yao. If there was a problem, it would pull the warning.

There was no gain in diving several times. Wang Yao remembered that several wolves were spinning around the ship in the plot. So he set his sights on the freighter on the ice hundreds of meters away, intending to go there to try his luck.

Failed to take the chance.

After returning empty-handed, Wang Yaoweixin received doubts. No matter how powerful Wang Yao is, they are hungry. They cannot be eaten.

After baking the clothes, Wang Yao went out again. This time he did not bring a sheepdog, and it was frozen and needed to be slow.

After Wang Yao left, someone secretly attacked the shepherd with a wooden stick, breaking one of its legs. The shepherd screamed and limped out of the shelter room with its tail, disappearing. The dependent partner was beaten away, and the black vagabond was furious and started fighting with it. The scene became chaotic.

The attacker's eyes were blown out, and the homeless man's nose was punched. He was separated again. When he went out to search, he could no longer find his dog's shadow.

He is regretting, and others are regretting too. They are regretting that if they hit the head, they can eat meat today.

It was dark. In a city where power was cut off, and dark clouds were pressing down on it. It was dark that everything was truly silent and silent. At five o'clock in the afternoon, on the street where there was almost no visible, the sound of broken ice being stomped and broken, and Wang Yao came back.

A whole turkey frozen in ice.

He was discovered by Xiao Wu during diving and became Wang Yao's only gain.

Today is not Christmas, but everyone has eaten the long-lost hot food and turkey. Those dissatisfactions seem to be gone. Although they are not full, they are at least no longer hungry.

If there is no food tomorrow, dissatisfaction will reappear and become stronger.

The homeless dog did not come back, and Wang Yao remained silent after knowing this.

The seventh day of the disaster

Manhattan District Survivors: 53724

Early in the morning, the attacker's scream woke everyone up. His legs were broken, like the dog. No one knew who did it.

At this time in the original plot, a cold current hit and frozen the entire city. Perhaps this situation will happen soon, just today. After it, I hope it will reappear.

But before that, there was a trouble waiting for him.

Dissatisfied refugees.

They were hungry, and only Wang Yao could go out to find food, that's all.

At the instigation of those who are interested, the refugees begin to get restless, either with kind words or full of complaints.

All the fingers are pointed at one place: Wang Yao

All purpose is only one: food

They have never been so united.

Perhaps because of the guilt that he did not save people in the early stage of the disaster, Wang Yao chose to go out.
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