Volume I: Section 29 Concepts
The several tables in the hall were soon filled, and people gathered around, scrambling and shouting for small things like dishes and chopsticks, and their bodies made large movements from time to time. They hurriedly refilled the rice from the bucket, scrambling to scoop the soup from the bowl, and even the pickles in the bowl were quickly divided, and the atmosphere was extremely lively. A lot of rice and soup fell to the ground during the scramble, trampled by countless pairs of feet, turning into a mass of dirty black and sticky cement.
Everyone held a large spiky bowl and looked at the newcomers who had just entered the hall with smug eyes. Not to be outdone, the late arrivals scooped out the remaining rice from the bottom of the bucket with a spoon and poured all the soup from the basin into the bowl. Even so, they still had nearly half as little food than those who came first, and cuts of meat and pickles were nowhere to be found.
"Rob your mother, they're all bastard bastardsββββ
A man of medium size carried a bowl and walked to the wall and squatted down indignantly. While eating, he complained and whispered: "You have to grab everything, can you eat so much?" Fuck these shit! β
This is also trueββββ in order to facilitate cleaning and storage, Su Hao previously got a lot of large stainless steel basins from the store as tableware. This kind of vegetable pot is very large, and more than a pound of rice is packed into it, just enough to fill the basin. Connected to the soup, a full pot of food with a sharp edge, weighing at least two catties.
The people who were rescued from the bathing center have been recuperating for almost a week. Their stomachs are perfectly capable of tolerating food in the normal sense of the word, and no longer need to be liquidated. Perhaps it was that terrible experience that made them feel unusually about the word "hungry", and these people have an extremely strong attachment to food**.
Although, they can't eat that much at all.
A rather fat middle-aged woman stood up from the vat of rice. She was a latecomer, carrying a half-empty bowl in her hand. The woman spun around in exasperation, and found that the soup basins on several tables had been emptied, and there was not even meat scraps left. The horrific fact made her feel insulted, and her facial muscles were tugging at her nerves, quickly contorting into expressions of intense anger.
She wanted to be angry, and she wanted to point at the people who were eating. Several strong men sitting at the table looked at her nonchalantly, their eyes full of undisguised sarcasm and disdain. This provocative gesture immediately extinguished the burning flames in the eyes of the middle-aged woman like ice water. She stared at those men viciously, quickly compared herself and the other party through strength and quantity, scolded in a voice that only she could hear, and turned towards the table where Su Hao was.
This is the only table in the hall that still has an empty seat, and it belongs to the core members of the team. Of course, the variety and quality of the meals are no different from those placed on other tables.
There are still three vacant seatsββββ Li Xiaomei is busy in the kitchen with the child on her back, and Liao Qiu and Han Jing are on their way back. The others around the table hadn't started eating yet. It's not that they're not hungry, it's that they feel that all their companions are together so that the meal can be eaten safely.
They have to go out every day. Although the physique has been fully strengthened, no one knows what kind of danger the Dao may face. Disaster and death have brought the survivors closer together, and from the time when different palms clasped each other, they were more of a family than a team.
Everyone knew that this table belonged to the core members, and no one had ever sat down next to it. The fat woman knew these things very well, but she hesitated, but she walked over, unceremoniously picked up a spoon, scooped out a few large pieces of meat from the soup pot that had not yet been touched, and put them into her own bowl.
Du Tianhao's cigarette was half smoked, and his right hand holding the cigarette butt froze in mid-air.
Han Jing and Zhang Jingjing looked at each other, and they both focused on the fat woman.
Lao Song was a little stunned, opened his mouth slightly, and did not speak.
Cao Rui leaned back, crossed her hands in front of her chest, and stared at her coldly.
Tao Yuan frowned slightly.
Xinyan turned his head to look at Su Hao and found that his good-looking eyes were slowly shrinking, and his gaze was cold and sharp.
The fat woman also noticed that the atmosphere had become dull, she sneered, quickened the movement of her hand, continued to scoop the meat from the soup pot, and shaved out a lot of scallion from the pickle bowl, and quickly filled her own bowl and piled it up.
"Put it down."
Su Hao raised his hand and pointed to the bowl in the woman's hand. He spoke softly, but could be heard by those around him, and there was an element in it that could explode at any moment.
The woman's face turned red and white, and a trace of annoyance flashed in her eyes, and she reluctantly put down the already heavy bowl. Perhaps because he felt that this thing was difficult to give up, he immediately reached out and held it tightly.
"I haven't eaten yet."
She searched her stomach for the right words.
Su Hao looked at her reluctant face and said calmly: "We didn't eat eitherββββ the daily meals were supplied in sufficient quantities, it should be enough, and everyone had it." As for the ones you intend to take with you, they belong to someone else. Of course, if you do need it, it's not impossible. But you have to give me a good enough reason. β
The fat woman was obviously not mentally prepared to be so blamed. Her face turned ugly, as if she was trying to lighten the mood, so she turned around, pointed to the other tables that were already full, and exclaimed in hatred, "They are the ones who have drained the dishes." I was just a little late, and there was nothing. It's not fairββββ"
This sentence instantly offended almost everyone in the hall. Many people put down the dishes and chopsticks and looked at her with fierce and unkind eyes. Although no one spoke due to the majesty of Su Hao and the others, the threat and gloom in the depths of their eyes were self-evident.
Xinyan pressed his hand on Su Hao's leg and asked seriously: "Since this situation will occur in Zhilu Dao, why are you late?" If you come down earlier, won't there be no problems? β
As a woman, Xinyan is more careful than Su Hao. She wanted to steer the conversation elsewhere without causing outrage.
The fat woman clutched the bowl in her hand and replied as a matter of course: "I overslept and didn't pay attention to the time." β
These words made Su Hao stunned, and subconsciously looked down at the ββββ of his watch, the hands had already passed the scale of six fifty, and in a few minutes, it would be seven o'clock in the evening.
He looked around suspiciously, and noticed that each of the core members had a strange expression on their faces.
Sleep until more than six o'clock in the afternoon?
The gaze returned to the fat woman. Su Hao suddenly found that although her clothes were very dirty and had been torn open in several places, the trademark was an out-and-out French famous brand "Mengtejiao". There is a slit on the side of the hem to reveal a pale grey silk lining. As for the shoes, the edge of the strap has a circle of letters wrapped in plaster, which seems to be "BELLE".
Su Hao shook his head gentlyββββ his way of thinking was still largely stuck in the future, often forgetting that the era he was in now was at the end of civilization.
In the future, there will be a shortage of water resources, and bathing will be a luxury that ordinary people can hardly imagine. It would take a fortune to get a five-minute shower in a public bath run by the military. A computer-controlled timer even controls the water dispensing time to the point of "seconds".
Nowadays, the bathing center is a civilian facility. But it is still expensive to consume and is rarely visited by ordinary people. So much so that the customers inside either have a certain status or are quite wealthy.
Lao Song got up from his seat, reached out to hold the bowl that was held tightly by the fat woman, and forcibly "took it" very hard. This wordless and tough gesture made the fat woman feel greatly humiliated. She gritted her teeth and glared at each other in annoyance. Zhang Jingjing, who was closer, could even hear the teeth rubbing from her mouth.
It's harsh and heart-wrenching.
"Someone will come. Don't think that saving a few people is a great credit, the government's rescue will come soon. When the time comes, you will regret what you have done today. There are many people in this world that you can't afford to provoke or offend. You'd better keep it in my mindββββ"
She viciously left these words that sounded a little inexplicable, broke the chopsticks in her hand with force, and walked out of the hall quickly in anger.
Du Tianhao looked at the arrogant and fat back that disappeared at the staircase, touched his chin full of thick stubble, shook his head very funny, and said maliciously: "I'm afraid this mother-in-law has something wrong with her brain, right?" What did she mean by that? β
Han Jing looked at the bowl of rice on the table and asked uncertainly, "Could it be that you are hungry?" β
Cao Rui still clasped her hands in front of her chest, snorted coldly, and did not make any comments.
Li Xiaomei walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of hot rice cereal and sat down at the dining table. Tao Yuan helped her untie the child on her back, hugged it, scooped up the rice cereal with a spoon, approached her lips to blow it cold, and slowly put it into the child's mouth.
"I was going to tell you later. But now you can see that some people are really not talking. β
Li Xiaomei smoothed the hair around her ears and said in her characteristic thin voice: "You go out every day, you can't see it, and you don't know what is happening in this building. They are lazy, and many people don't get out of bed at all until mealtime. After eating at noon and going to bed, or a few people get together, either bragging and chatting, or playing cards and chess. Of course, not everyone is like this, and a few have taken the initiative to help me do something, cooking. β
"In the beginning, I always thought that they had been locked up for a long time, they were not in good health, and they didn't have much energy, and more rest would help them recover. But after all this time, and the recovery is almost the same, these people are getting lazier and lazier and don't want to do anything. They took a lot of cigarettes and alcohol from the warehouse downstairs, as well as a stock of all kinds of sweets. The room was and littered with wrappers and cigarette ash. Even during the day, many houses are lit up, and the water is very large when washing. Just this morning, someone actually asked me why I didn't clean my room? Even threw soiled sheets at the door for me to wash"
Li Xiaomei's face was full of anger. This kind woman usually rarely speaks, and always smiles gently at people. A lot of her thoughts are on her children and husband, no one is forced to apportion, and she takes the initiative to take on the logistics of the team. She belongs to the kind of woman with a weak personality, who can endure hardships, be at peace with what happens, and do not have too many material needs, but she has a dignity in her bones that no one can touch.
"They don't seem to understand what's going on. In their opinion, it was just a disaster, and the people outside would soon send a rescue team. They are not afraid, nor are they worried. I think the crux of the problem is on our side. You should have a good talk with them and explain the situation. β
Ms. Li did not ask for a specific punishment for a particular individual. After saying these words calmly, she scooped up the rice cereal with a spoon and concentrated on teasing the child in her arms, re-entering the role of wife and mother.
Old Song sighed: "We may have made a mistakeββββ we shouldn't have brought them in, we should have set up another camp nearby." β
"We need people."
Tao Yuan's opinion is somewhere between opposition and approval, but it is very pertinent: "It is better to start construction of the field station as soon as possible. Bring these people over. They will soon understand that things are not what they imagined, and they can also pick out those who are willing to join us. β
Du Tianhao turned around, squinted at the crowd of people who were eating at several other tables opposite, and said to himself: "The forest is big, there are all kinds of birds." It's the same if there are more people, and the kinds of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods have to teach them a lesson. Or, throw them outside? β
Su Hao bowed his back slightly, leaned forward, and crossed his hands on the dining table. There was clearly something else in his gaze, and he tried to suppress his emotions, his voice as low as possible: "Move all the extra weapons and supplies into the underground garage. The gates there are sturdy, with two additional locks. Tomorrow, take them all out of the city. Tao Yuan was rightββββ the materials were ready, and the construction work was almost ready to begin. β
Xinyan shook his head again and again with some worry: "They won't follow your arrangement. β
"Should we keep them for nothing?"
Han Jing's tone was stiff, and her words became intense: "We are working hard outside, but they are huddled in the room to enjoy." What is this? Although the woman's words just now were mean, at least one sentence was rightββββ which was not fair. β
"As long as they control their weapons well, they won't be able to play many tricks."
Su Hao smiled faintly and said, "Don't forget, we are strengthened people. Even if it's boxing champion Tyson, this can be done with one punch. β
The sun rose above the horizon as usual, and the pale golden light lit up the sky a faint blue. The air was moist and cool, and a few dew-soaked insects were lying on the window panes, desperately struggling to get back on their feet. Their movements were difficult, staggering, as if they had been ravaged all night, and they could only gasp and wait slowly for recovery.
The aroma of food wafted through the hall of the small building as usual. Breakfast was very simple, the leftovers from last night were boiled with water, and the pickles were served lightly and refreshingly.
"Squeakββββ"
The door to a guest room on the third floor was opened, and out came a middle-aged man in his forties, in good spirits. He stood in the corridor and looked at Chaoxia, waved his arms with great interest and made a few chest expansion movements, turned back to the room to wash, and then walked down the stairs with unhurried steps.
In addition to Su Hao and other core members of the team, he was the first person to get up among the rescued.
"Huh! Why are there no steamed buns today? β
The middle-aged man approached the table, said hello with a smile, and intervened between Liao Qiu and Lao Song, looked at the pickled rice and pickles in everyone's bowls, slowly frowned, and asked very unhappily, "Can't you make something else?" I see that there is rice and noodles in the warehouse, and there are a lot of canned food and bacon. Eat when you should, why save? β
Su Hao put down the dishes and chopsticks, turned around, looked at him, and asked, "Do you know what happened outside the road?" β
This question obviously came as a surprise to middle-aged people. He opened his mouth slightly and nodded stunned: "Those monsters are terrifying. Several of my friends I know have been infected, so it's supposed to be a disease, right? β
Su Hao asked again noncommittally: "Then do you know that many people in Lu Dao have died, and most of the people who survived have left this city?" β
"Of course, I know it."
The expression on the middle-aged man's face began to become dissatisfied: "If it weren't for the gang of thugs in the bathing center, I wouldn't be trapped here." β
Su Hao took a deep breath, relaxed, and said sarcastically: "You can leave now, no one will stop you." β
The middle-aged man looked at him in surprise, and there was more confusion in his eyes: "Why should I go?" There were monsters all over there, and I didn't want to be eaten by them as a snack. β
Su Hao took out a cigarette, lit it, took a puff, spit out the smoke and asked, "Are you going to stay here forever?" β
"Of course!"
The middle-aged man's expression was a little more disdainful: "When you encounter a disaster, the best way is to stay in a safe place and wait for rescue." This is common knowledge that children know. Just like the great earthquake a few years ago, there will always be someone to support us. But then again, you volunteers are doing a good job. Otherwise, we'll be locked up in a bathing center by the bad guys, and maybe starve to death. β
"Volunteers?"
These three words made the eyes of everyone at the table instantly gather.
Xinyan's face was full of shock: "You, you actually think we are volunteers?" β
"Isn't it?"
The middle-aged man's expression is also rich: "The mobile phone has not been able to get through, which means that the communication has been interrupted." If you can find the bathing center, you are familiar with the surroundings. I don't know where you got your guns, but you're certainly not a police officer, and you're not a soldier. The only people who can come to the rescue when this disease is raging are volunteers. Well, it's like the big earthquake a few years ago. β
Su Hao wanted to say something. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound.
Tao Yuan sighed: "Xiaomei is rightββββ they really haven't figured out the situation yet. β
Cao Rui stiffened her face and spit out a few words: "A group of idiots." β
"Nope! It's a bunch of self-righteous idiots. β
Du Tianhao swallowed the food in his mouth and corrected the mistake in her words.