Chapter 145 145 "Die Today."

Chapter 145 145· "Die today."

November 29, 2024, Gentleman time, 9:20 in the morning - less than sixty hours before the ice disaster ends and the earthquake disaster comes to Blue Star.

The country of great gentry.

Zou Wanhong opened her eyes and looked up at the frosty ceiling. Without getting up, she turned her head and counted the scratches she made with her nails. After a long time, she calculated with her somewhat confused brain that today was already twenty-nine. No.

Is this fatal low temperature disaster finally leaving Blue Star?

Should you be happy?

But Zou Wanhong is not happy. Many of the problems that made her feel miserable half a month ago have now been solved - such as the cold.

There are a lot of clothes and quilts on and around me. Although they are not dry and warm, they are enough to maintain body temperature.

It's just that when there are too many things and clutter, it feels like I'm in a mass grave.

The self buried in it is like a corpse.

Zou Wanhong's position is no longer close to the wall, but closer to the center. When sleeping in the middle of the night, the only noise that makes people unable to sleep is the noise caused by hail, snoring, murmuring, and moaning. These are no longer there.

To a certain extent, my living environment has improved.

The reason for all this is simple - when more people die, the remaining people live better.

At this time, in Area C of the shelter, there were less than half as many living people as there were at the beginning. After all the corpses were thrown out, the space seemed empty.

Zou Wanhong actually doesn't know how she has survived until now. She obviously no longer has the protection of her parents. At the beginning of her stay in Area C, she suffered a lot of bullying - for example, more people coveted her parents' 'relics' and robbed her. food.

Zou Wanhong should have died earlier, such as the day after her parents died?

But she saw too much death, which made her even more afraid of death, so she tried her best to live. She humbly worked for the people of the Autonomous Association, taking the initiative to clean up the filth in the corner, and taking the initiative to remove the corpses from Area C. …

She did it very skillfully. After all, she had been licking the gentleman like this before she obtained the citizenship of the gentleman.

She may have succeeded in licking her, because the night watcher on the day her parents died recognized her behavior and indeed gave her a little protection - perhaps it was this little protection that allowed her to persist until now.

But Zou Wanhong knew that she was going to die soon.

Probably today, even for the next second, she wouldn't find it strange.

She was very sure that she would not survive the earthquake.

Her intestines and stomach were squirming at this moment, and a feeling of extreme pain and numbness spread throughout her body. Zou Wanhong still didn't get up from the bed. She had lost two teeth and bit the quilt gently, as if it could become food.

But what if this cotton cloth can become food? She didn't even have the strength to chew hard.

In the later stages of the Ice Disaster, Area C encountered a new problem - insufficient food.

Not only in Area C, but also in Area B. The fundamental reason for this is that materials are passed from top to bottom layer by layer. It is difficult for everyone to survive with the original amount of materials. How can the people in front accept me? Just survive?

When the ‘unplanned’ things are taken away from above, what is left below?

As early as ten days ago, the supplies in Area C that the Autonomous Association could obtain were obviously much less than they were initially. The distribution was never even, but distributed according to the rules of the Autonomous Association. After meeting their needs, Then distribute it to others, but how much will be left?

During this period, hunger has exceeded cold as the cause of death. If he hadn't been 'connected' and many people had died long ago, he would have starved to death long ago.

But a few days ago, my fragile relationship, which the other party might find interesting, was completely unreliable - because what the Autonomous Association got was no longer enough for even themselves.

Even within them, they are starting to be divided into groups. How can they give charity to themselves?

No one wants to resist, because they have neither the strength nor the ability to cause trouble in Area B? Area B doesn’t have enough stuff of its own.

Combine Area B to find Area A? That is almost impossible to do. After all, the guards, who have the greatest combat effectiveness, will not receive corresponding treatment depending on which area they are in charge of. They have no worries about survival. Even if there is a riot, the guards in area B will be the first. Shoot at these people.

Zou Wanhong once again felt the fate of the end of the world.

"FUCK his whole family, they won't give you anything today!"

Hearing a voice, Zou Wanhong turned her head and saw people from the autonomous association walking in from the door cursing and kicking the person closest to the door fiercely.

There seemed to be a groan that proved that the person was not a dead person before the kick. As for now, it is hard to say.

"No, so cruel? Not giving me anything? Isn't the person you're dealing with Bao Dailuo?" the president of the Autonomous Association said, half sitting in his sleeping bag, frowning.

"It's no use, President. He said that a large area of ​​Area B is starving to death and he can't hide anything at all. Moreover, he also said that the deal with us has been done with all benevolence and justice. That's it!"

The man who walked in continued to kick the person he kicked away hard.

I'm afraid I'm going to die now.

"What can we do? Are we going to starve to death in the ice disaster like these people? Then what's the point of persisting until now? Otherwise it will become a joke!"

Another core member of the Autonomous Association said, holding his stomach.

It can be seen that Zou Wanhong is not the only one who has a crazy desire for food.

"That's the only last resort." The president of the Autonomous Association said gloomily.

"What?"

The members looked at him expectantly on their faces, hoping for a good answer.

"The food reserves are gone, but I still have a little fire and oil."

The president of the Autonomous Association said slowly, and then looked at everyone with a bit of expectation for an answer, "So as long as there is meat, you can cook it and eat it. It depends on whether you have the courage to overcome that psychological barrier."

The expectation in everyone's eyes dimmed slightly, and was replaced by a little uneasiness. Although the president did not say it clearly, the meaning of these words was actually simple and clear. The only meat around them now was people.

"What's more terrifying than death... It's obvious that I'm about to survive. It's ridiculous to starve to death here, isn't it? Eat, there's nothing you shouldn't dare to eat!"

Someone gritted his teeth and said with scarlet eyes.

After one person started, the hesitation of the rest of the autonomous association disappeared in an instant, and they all agreed. After all, who wants to die before dawn?

It's just eating... people.

"I'm going to go out and bring a body back now." Someone was an activist. Seeing that everyone had made a decision, he immediately stood up and said.

"Why get frozen ones when there are fresh ones?" The somewhat chilling words came out of the president's mouth. Zou Wanhong even felt that the other party's eyes swept across everyone in the room except the autonomous association, including herself.

But Zou Wanhong was surprised to find that she was not afraid at all. After all, she could feel that her body had reached its limit and life was passing by bit by bit just like her mother.

And I don’t even have a husband who is willing to go to Area B for me, so how can I escape the fate of death?

Even if he is chosen, he might die before they take action.

"This weather is a natural refrigerator. It will last forever. The food outside will definitely not go bad..." Some people hesitated to speak, as if they were not mentally prepared enough and would rather eat the frozen meat outside.

"Idiot! What's important now is the deterioration? How many extra calories do we need to thaw the body?! The heat consumed to cook the frozen meat may be able to support us to eat two fresh meals. This logic is not even considered ?"

The president looked at the member who suggested this with disdain and said:

"You have given up all morals and eat the same kind. Are you still thinking about these meaningless things? We must eat food that has its own temperature!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent again. The president's words were really irrefutable. There are still a few days before the end of the ice disaster. It is foreseeable that starting from today, even the bread that is too hard to eat will be eaten. Can't get any more.

The few remaining heat sources are indeed extremely important.

"Then...who to kill?" The man who stood up nodded and asked in a low voice.

The conversation of the Autonomous Association was not concealed. In fact, most people in the room could hear it. However, except for some people who screamed in fear and stepped back, most people remained in their positions and remained motionless.

——After all, except for the Autonomous Association, everyone else in this room may be dead but has not been discovered yet. Perhaps it is Zou Wanhong who knows that she is not far away from death and is too numb to react with fear. .

"Since we are all going to kill them now, let's kill the most lively ones. This will at least ensure that the chance of getting sick after eating them will be smaller, right?"

One of the sitting members responded after thinking. His eyes looked at the person who had just run the fastest and staggered to hide in the corner. His eyes were so calm that it was terrifying.

"Don't... don't kill me! I'm sick! A very serious illness! Eat other people! Eat him! Eat him! Please!"

The person being targeted shouted in even greater fear. He never expected that his most active self would become the priority target, but when he reached the corner, he didn't know where he could escape now.

"Just him."

The people from the Autonomous Association looked at each other, perhaps because they didn't want to discuss this matter anymore. They nodded and stood up one after another to approach the man. One of them had already taken out his own knife, which was shining with a faint white light.

"Don't - don't - ah -" The screams in her ears soon stopped. After a long time, the smell of blood began to spread throughout the room, and also came to the tip of Zou Wanhong's nose. She did not look at the bloody scene, but Turning his head, he looked at the cold wall.

Not long after, the seemingly warm firelight flickered on the wall, but Zou Wanhong did not feel any warmth, only a complete chill as her life was rapidly passing away all over her body.

The smell of meat that had not been smelled for an unknown period of time began to appear, and there were rustling sounds in the room. I am afraid they were the dying people who were about to starve to death. They were looking crazily in the direction of the smell.

"Go to hell! You can eat it yourself!"

The sounds of quarreling and fighting followed.

Although she couldn't see it, Zou Wanhong could think of what was happening behind her.

But the sounds in her ears gradually blurred, and the scene of dancing fire in front of her eyes changed. Zou Wanhong saw a huge plate of roasted whole lamb. The roasted whole lamb was still dancing towards her, and even broke off one of her own with her own hands. He handed his hand to Zou Wanhong.

Zou Wanhong knew that this was her fantasy before she died, but she still couldn't help but want to stretch out her hand and grab the leg of lamb.

But when she stretched out her hand, the mutton leg was not instantly disillusioned like in "The Little Match Girl", but the scene in front of her suddenly turned into a living, bloody person.

He was still the one who kept shouting "No - no - ah -" that only Zou Wanhong could hear.

Zou Wanhong retracted her hand tremblingly. She was horrified to find that the action of reaching out was also her own fantasy. She was clearly chewing her palm with her teeth that had no strength.

Looking at her unwounded hand, Zou Wanhong smiled miserably. She didn't even have the strength to bite it off.

The smell behind him became stronger and stronger, the voices of arguments had subsided, and the sound of chewing gradually came.

Zou Wanhong looked at the darkness under the firelight reflected on the wall, where a mobile phone lay quietly.

It's my mobile phone.

Zou Wanhong seemed to have thought of something very important. She used all her strength to grab the extremely cold phone in her hand.

There was no response when I lightly touched the screen. After pressing and holding the power button for a long time, the cold machine finally responded and slowly turned on.

After powering on, the upper right corner shows 3% of the battery, and a low battery prompt pops up instantly. It can be seen that the shutdown is not artificial, but because it automatically shuts down after running out of power.

Zou Wanhong didn't pay attention to the prompts on her phone. She opened Fetion like a maniac and opened the group chat of former international students.

The group chat was still ridiculed and ridiculed by everyone, as well as a large number of pictures sent to stimulate her. Zou Wanhong once again looked at these pictures that had made her break her guard. This time, she only saw envy and... ...deep regret.

She started typing on the screen clumsily with her fingers that had no sense.

"I know I was wrong. I don't want to be a gentleman anymore. I want to return to the Eastern Kingdom."

She sent the message.

She nervously waited for the response from her former classmates, and her phone did not disappoint her, and she received a response soon.

"Sorry, there is a problem with the current network connection. The message cannot be sent temporarily. Do you want to resend this message?"

A red exclamation mark appeared next to her message, and this reminder appeared underneath.

At this moment, in the country of Great Gentry, where is the public network available for Zou Wanhong to use?

But Zou Wanhong didn't seem to see this prompt, thinking that her message was delivered normally, and kept typing messages on the screen and sending them.

"I want to go home, I want to live in a warm house, and I want to eat warm food. My parents and I have really realized our mistake. Can you send a plane to pick us up again? I will definitely not cause trouble this time. .”

"Sorry, there is a problem with the current network connection. The message cannot be sent temporarily. Do you want to resend this message?"

"Is it really okay? Thank you for your generosity. You are all the best people." Zou Wanhong continued to type.

"Sorry, there is a problem with the current network connection..."

"My location is here [location]. When will you arrive?"

"Feel sorry……"

"Okay, okay, I'll be waiting for you here. Do you need me and my parents to meet up at the airport in advance?"

"Feel sorry……"

Obviously no one was responding to her, but Zou Wanhong seemed to be having a conversation that only she knew. There was even a happy smile on her lips, as if she was really going to be saved, and Dongguo's plane was really on the way.

Still specially picked up her.

"I can"

Zou Wanhong did not send any more messages. There were these two words in the input box on her screen, but she did not send them.

silence.

"The battery is currently low. The phone will shut down in ten seconds. Please connect the power source as soon as possible."

Such a prompt came from the mobile phone.

Ten seconds later, the phone displayed the brand logo as instructed, then shut down and the screen turned off completely.

The black screen finally reflected Zou Wanhong's smiling face without closing her eyes.

Behind her head, the fire flickered on and off, and white warm mist evaporated.

In the last two days before the end of the ice disaster, Zou Wanhong boarded a flight to heaven or hell.

Two in one, four thousand six.

Finally died, haha.

It’s time for the Huo Huo Qin family later.