At this time, the school building was filled with a miasma of smoke.

Survivors, young and old, were crammed into classrooms. The classrooms of the university are not like the middle schools, where the desks and chairs are not disassembled, so the survivors lie directly on the desks and chairs and sleep in their clothes. Those who came late, or whose fists were not strong enough, couldn't grab the table and chairs, so they had to sleep on the floor. There is not enough food, and people have to secretly stuff it into their mouths behind others' backs when they eat, otherwise they may be dragged out of their mouths halfway through eating. But in such a place where there is no privacy to speak of, it is not so easy to sneak a bite to eat. Each school building is nominally staffed with an administrator who is used to maintain order and resolve disputes, but these people fully carry forward the spirit of "rich is the master". So you can imagine how chaotic the order here is.

Fang Ru transferred several teaching buildings in the name of looking for people. The people reclining in the corner raised their eyelids at best, glanced at them tiredly and indifferently, and then raised their bottles again in a dejected manner. If the wine is robbed, it can stimulate them to get up and fight, and snatch back the elixir that can make them forget their dead family and friends.

There are also people who have lost the shackles of morality, and Fang Ru has the most primitive desires, all of which Fang Ru got rid of in time.

What are you looking for? The pot is getting more and more confused. After more than two hours, I found nothing, but lost a few packs of biscuits. The administrators know very well the truth of plucking the goose, and they don't let them in.

"Don't you see? Fang Ru asked.

What the hell do you see? The pot is faintly a little crazy. He only saw a group of people who had no hope for the future, were drunk and dreamed of death, and were just waiting for others to save them.

Fang Ru smiled, said that it would be kept secret for the time being, and then rushed back to her small container room as fast as possible, and entered the space for a while.

Afternoon.

Around two o'clock, the sun is at its strongest, and the temperature reaches its highest point of the day. The spring cold seems to be less biting. Liang Shuai sat in a rocking chair in the communication room, squinting comfortably and pretending to sleep.

This rocking chair originally belonged to the amiable old man, who was always smiling, and was always thinking about his second son who was about to add a little grandson to him. As a result, after the end of the world, he was bitten by his second son, who rushed to pick him up, and as soon as he turned into a zombie, he was smashed in the head by Jingcha, who was stationed at Jing'an University.

Fortunately, he had already crawled out of the communication room by then, so nothing in the communication room had been soiled. It can be regarded as the last good deed that this uncle did before he died.

Liang Shuai thought like this, quite lucky.

A few chirping birds could be heard outside the window. The zombie virus seems to only affect humans. Everything in the world is as usual, except for human beings who have fallen into hell.

Liang Shuai hummed a little tune. Today, in order to let him help talk and find a good job, someone sent a scoop of rice and a few carrots. There are not many things, but for the people who live in the building, it may be a life-saving ration.

can make people use life-saving rations to slap themselves, Liang Shuai's vanity has swelled more than a little bit.

However, vanity is vanity, and the most important thing is the materials that can be grasped in hand. That little deserves a hole last night. Looks like I'm going to have to go to her today to add heat.

Thinking like this, Liang Shuai closed his eyes, planning to go to Fang Ru after taking a nap.

Before he could fall asleep, the sound of the glass window was ringing in his ears. When I opened my eyes, I was really dozing off and came to the pillow, and the little girl was standing in front of me.

Liang Shuai hurriedly brought Fang Ruying into the house. "What's wrong sister, what's the matter with Brother Liang?"

Following Fang Ru's name for him last time, Liang Shuai also called himself the eldest brother, less respectful and more enthusiastic.

And compared to a respectful administrator, Fang Ru seems to trust a big brother more. She looked around carefully, lowered her voice and said in Liang Shuai's ear: "Big brother, I rummaged through my luggage yesterday and found something I wanted to get rid of, do you have a way?" ”

Liang Shuaile is broken. I really want to come to what I want. If it was before the end of the world, he designated to buy lottery tickets.

But people, if you are too positive, he will suspect that there is something boring. So Liang Shuai pretended to be deep: "This ...... You'll have to look at the goods first. ”

"Then come to my house." Fang Ru said.

It took Liang Shuai a lot of effort to resist the urge to rush out, and pretended to clean up, showing how important and busy his work as an administrator was, and how much trouble Fang Ru had caused him with this request. Then, in Fang Ru's earnest gaze on purpose, he arrived at the container house that Fang Ru bought.

"My dad had a habit of collecting fine wines. Before we fled, we packed all the things in the house, and I didn't know that my father had brought these wines with him. Later, my parents and their ...... "Fang Ru choked up a little when she said this," and then only this one box remained. I didn't expect it to be my dad's wine. ”

Liang Shuai said a few words of comfort and coaxed Fang Ru to hold back her tears. Fang Ru pressed her reddened eyes and thanked Liang Shuai a little shyly.

A few kind words took the bait. What a stupid.

Liang Shuai smiled secretly in his heart, still maintaining an empathetic face on the surface: "Sister, you will see the outside." Now in this world, we have to help each other, otherwise no one will be better. He sighed, "Sister, don't you don't like to hear what my brother says." Although these wines are left to you by your father, ...... Nothing makes his old man happier than you being alive, doesn't it? Why don't you leave something more urgent. ”

Fang Ru had a painful look on his face and shook his head, as if he was in a mess. "I only salvaged this one box, and I didn't know what it was in. I'm sorry, I ...... I don't want to talk about what it was like. ”

It seems that her parents died so miserably that she didn't even dare to think about it.

Liang Shuai accepted Fang Ru's statement. In addition, he didn't ask why this box was not taken away by the base when Fang Ru entered the base. Although the base wants to squeeze out the survivors, it has not reached the end of the Ming robbery. Survivors will have some supplies left over after paying the entrance fee. Anyway, the top management of the base is not in a hurry, and it is too late to exploit it when they enter the base.

As they spoke, they went up the stairs to the door of the container house where Fang Ru lived. When I opened the door, there was nothing in the room except for the iron bed and table that the base had equipped, not even a mattress. On the glossy bed lay a large suitcase, which could be seen to be new, but covered in dust.

"Actually, it's only a few bottles of wine, you see." As she spoke, Fang Ru opened the box.

The crisp aroma of the wine lightens the air.

Liang Shuai's eyes were straight. There are only a few bottles here. The 28-inch suitcase was filled with all kinds of wine bottles, at least seventeen or eighteen, filled with soft newspapers in the gaps.

On the top layer, five bottles of Moutai are neatly arranged for fifty years.

After a long while, Liang Shuai took his eyes off the bottles of Moutai. He didn't know any of the raffite vodka whiskies at the bottom, and based on the top layer alone, Fang Ru's suitcase must have been six figures before the end of the world.

Liang Shuai swallowed hard. "You...... How much? ”