In this apocalypse, human morality has collapsed, and many people's outward appearance and inner thoughts are completely different.
The woman in front of him looked very obedient, but he couldn't be sure what she was thinking inside.
Mr. Wang looked at the woman, feeling conflicted. In that instant, he thought about just shooting her and killing her too.
But then he suddenly remembered that this woman had been beaten all these days and was a miserable person, and a surge of sympathy welled up in his heart.
What he hadn't expected was how much this woman had changed.
Mr. Wang frowned. He wasn't sure what this woman was planning, and besides, why keep her?
Why keep her?
The weather is so cold now, and food and supplies are insufficient; one more person means one more mouth to feed.
Thinking of this, Mr. Wang hardened his heart, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the gun in his hand lifted slightly.
The woman, who had been constantly watching his movements, saw Mr. Wang's action and knelt on the ground, begging for mercy: "Please spare me, I can follow you, I can do whatever you ask, whatever you ask—"
Before she could finish her sentence.
A gunshot rang out, striking the woman and felling her to the ground.
Blood slowly flowed from the woman's body.
Mr. Wang kicked the man's body nearby towards the steps.
Thump, thump~
The man's body tumbled down the steps and fell at the first-floor entrance. Mr. Wang looked at the woman again and kicked her body down as well.
After kicking her down, Mr. Wang took out his house key and went to the first floor.
Upon reaching the first floor, he looked at their door and closed it.
Mr. Wang looked at the snow outside and thought for a moment. He rummaged through the man's body and found a key, two crumpled cigarettes, and a lighter.
"Heh, he even wants to borrow a light!" Mr. Wang kicked the man lying on the ground.
Seeing the man's clothes, he seemed to remember something: clothes could keep them warm, and they could also be used for burning!
So, he stripped the man completely naked and then also pulled off the clothes from the woman's body.
There was inevitably some sighing in between.
Only getting down was the most important.
Putting the clothes aside, Mr. Wang moved the two bodies to a flower bed opposite the 19th Building.
Although it was a flower bed, no one had tended to it in the apocalypse, and in the cold weather, all the dead branches and fallen leaves inside had even been uprooted and used as fuel or food.
At this time, this flower bed was bare, with nothing but a patch of snow.
Mr. Wang tried to move the two bodies as far away as possible, then simply used his hands to clear away the snow, placed the two bodies inside, and then briefly covered them with snow.
After doing all this, Mr. Wang shiveringly hurried back to the 19th Building.
On his way back, he saw two bodies lying on the first floor of the 17th Building, next door to the next door. He had seen these two people once when he went out earlier.
"Is it already this chaotic?" Mr. Wang murmured to himself, his hands trembling.
He suddenly felt that moving those two bodies so far away was somewhat unnecessary.
He quickly returned to the 19th Building, fumbled in his pocket, and pulled out several keys.
These keys were found on the man's body. After thinking for a moment, Mr. Wang walked to the first-floor door, took out one of the keys, and tried it, but it didn't open.
He then tried several other keys, and finally heard a click.
The door opened, and Mr. Wang slowly walked in. As soon as he entered the room, he smelled a foul odor, like a dead mouse mixed with rotten eggs.
It assailed him.
Mr. Wang quickly covered his nose and mouth.
He hadn't expected the downstairs neighbor's place to be even more dilapidated than his own. The living room was empty, with nothing in it.
Walking into the room, there wasn't even a bed, just a mattress laid directly on the floor, covered with several thick layers of quilts and blankets.
On a stool on the other side, thick clothes hung, but they were all dirty.
There was also some food on the ground, a bag of moldy bread, but it was still relatively intact. The rest were powdery foods; because they were ground into powder, it was impossible to tell what the original food was.
He searched around but couldn't find the source of the foul odor. He rummaged through the stool, and suddenly, a foul smell assailed him.
It was coming from one of the clothes.
This piece of clothing was stained with red and white liquid, and he didn't know what it was.
When Mr. Wang threw the clothes aside, the stirred air almost made him vomit.
"Not bad, at least there's still something usable," Mr. Wang murmured to himself.
He then moved everything in this house upstairs, taking anything that could be used.
Finally, he looked at the mattress. Mr. Wang thought for a moment; he already had two beds upstairs. So, he disassembled the surface of the mattress and took out all the flammable materials inside.
The weather was too cold; he couldn't waste anything that could provide heat.
After six or seven trips, he finally moved all the usable items upstairs.
On the second floor, Mr. Wang lay on the bed, then lit a piece of clothing by the bedside. This clothing was just taken from the two bodies.
The flame burned, carrying some odor, but it was fine, not foul.
Mr. Wang put his hand near the flame, warming himself.
He suddenly remembered something: water!
Mr. Wang immediately got up, went to the balcony, got some snow, scraped it into the iron pot, and then still hung it over the flame.
The snow melted little by little, and Mr. Wang stared blankly at the melted snow, lost in thought.
He didn't know how long this cold weather would last. Although he had now obtained the supplies from the couple downstairs, there wasn't much, at most enough to help him last a little longer.
How much longer would the freezing weather last? Mr. Wang just stood there, lost in thought, pondering this question.
Da Zhangshu Base.
After New Year's Eve, everyone welcomed the new year with anticipation in their eyes, looking forward to a beautiful future life.
According to the current situation, everyone was very satisfied.
However, accidents always happen during such peaceful times.
On this day, Li Hang suddenly rushed to find Li Yu.
"Big Brother, our photovoltaic power generation is having problems!" Li Hang said, panting as he ran down from the mountain.
"What! What's wrong!!" Li Yu asked eagerly.
Currently, 80% of the base's power supply relies on photovoltaic power generation, while other wind power generation and hydropower combined account for less than 20%.
Now that the photovoltaic solar power has problems, this is a fatal issue at present.
Without electricity, there would be no heating, and everyone would freeze. In temperatures of over thirty degrees below zero, how long could they last?
Without electricity, the underground planting base would be useless.
Therefore, he became so anxious as soon as he heard Li Hang say that the photovoltaic power generation had problems.
