Natural disasters are coming: the space is busy with stockpiling and farming

Chapter 23 Boy Wu Qingrui

It's snowing heavily, and it's already Jiang Sheng's 45th day living in the base, but the snow still shows no sign of decreasing.

People in the base began to panic. Although everyone had stocked up on food before the heavy snowfall, it was only enough for two months.

There is a lot of snow currently. If there were not people inside and outside the base clearing away the snow, everyone's living space would be extremely reduced.

In order to clear the snow, Su Shaolun and Su Chen went home only once every four days. When they came back, their hands were covered with frostbite. The low temperature was destroying the human body and spirit.

Although Jiang Sheng had no worries about supplies, he was trapped in the base every day and found it very boring.

"How is the snow clearing outside the base going?"

Mo Siyuan was taking the ointment given by Jiang Sheng to help Su Shaolun apply the wound on his hand.

Su Shaolun said worriedly: "All the superpowers who joined the superpower team set out to clear the snow outside the base, but the snow that was swept away was not enough to fall, and the progress was pitifully slow.

Now the snow within 500 meters around the base has been cleared away, but if we want to expand further, we will have to send more manpower."

"What about the supplies? The supplies stored before the heavy snow are almost gone. They can only last for two months. If the snow doesn't stop, we won't starve to death in the base, right?"

Mo Siyuan was also a little flustered. The base could hardly afford to pay ordinary people to clear snow. This was not good news.

Could it be that if the heavy snow continues, the people in the base will starve to death here?

Su Chen carefully applied the ointment on himself: "We also tried to contact personnel at other bases, but the signal was poor due to heavy snow and there was basically no way to communicate."

Jiang Sheng didn't say anything. She didn't care about anyone now. As long as the four members of the Su family and she could live happily and comfortably, others were not within her scope of consideration.

Su Chen raised his eyes slightly and found that the little girl was staring at the floor in a daze, her big eyes slightly squinted, and her whole body was as lazy as a cat.

As if he remembered something, he took out a toffee from his pocket and stuffed it into Jiang Sheng's hand: "You just changed it last night, take it and eat it."

Jiang Sheng took the toffee, smiled sweetly at Su Chen, opened the package and stuffed it into his mouth.

There are a lot of candies in her space, of all kinds, but if Su Chen is willing to express kindness to her, she will naturally accept it.

After all, Su Chen is Mo Siyuan's son, so he can be considered half of her brother, right?

Mo Siyuan looked at the wounds on the hands of her husband and son with distress: "Can't you guys rest for a few days? Even if you work in shifts, your body will be broken if you go on like this."

Su Shaolun rubbed Mo Siyuan's face with the back of his hand: "Don't worry, wife, the main reason is that the base is short of manpower. If there are zombies shoveling snow outside the base, ordinary people will definitely not be able to resist it, so we can only let the superpowers out."

At this moment, Jiang Sheng suddenly realized that she still didn't know about Su Shaolun and Su Chen's supernatural abilities.

"Uncle, what kind of power do you have?"

Su Shaolun opened his palms, and a blazing flame appeared in his palms.

"I am a fire type, and Su Chen is a spiritual type."

Jiang Sheng was a little confused: "What does the spiritual system look like?"

Su Chen controlled a thin blanket and gently dropped it on Jiang Sheng. Jiang Sheng's eyes widened in surprise.

"I can use my mental power to explore, control objects, etc. I can also condense my mental power into a physical entity to directly destroy the brains of zombies."

Jiang Sheng couldn't help but applaud.

Sure enough, there are many kinds of superpowers in the apocalypse, and the types change with the number of people, and the superpowers of people who are also fire-type superpowers are not exactly the same.

Feeling depressed at home, Jiang Sheng asked Su Cheng to go for a walk in the base together. Su Shaolun and Su Chen were about to continue clearing snow outside the base, so there was no way to accompany them.

Jiang Sheng and Su Cheng walked one behind the other and slowly reached the fourth district.

There are all kinds of igloos piled here, and everyone can't sleep in the heavy snow, so they collected clean snow and built a house. Although it is not big, it is much better than shivering in the cold wind.

Su Cheng was a little confused: "What are you doing here?"

Jiang Sheng wore the little white rabbit's gloves and shook his head slightly: "It's nothing, I just wanted to come over and take a look."

I want to see how difficult it is for ordinary people to live under natural disasters.

What is painful is not the lack of clothes and the cold wind, nor the lack of food and being exhausted.

The painful thing is that you don't know what you are living for, and you don't know what the meaning is of eating only a little bit of food every day to maintain normal vital signs.

Is it just for the sake of living? Is this the kind of life ordinary people can only live in the apocalypse?

The rules of the apocalypse have indeed given ordinary people unlimited restraints and shackles. People without superpowers can only do the dirtiest and most tiring work in the base, and can only get the lowest and worst pay.

It's not that none of them can fight zombies, it's just that the base doesn't give these people a chance.

For a stable living environment, ordinary people can only enter the base to survive.

But when they entered the base, they discovered that people are divided into three, six or nine levels. Ordinary people without special powers can only use the sky as their bed and the earth as their bed.

They were suppressed by superpowers and could not resist, just because they did not have superpowers and were inferior to those with superpowers who had a halo.

Some people even begin to doubt whether their existence is correct, living in dire straits but unable to resist, allowing others to bully them but still smiling.

Jiang Sheng did not sympathize with these people, he just felt a little pity.

With such a good labor force and combat effectiveness, the base did not take it seriously at all, and suppressed it as much as possible, which quite meant that ordinary people were made to be slaves of superpowers.

Jiang Sheng turned around and wanted to leave, but a little boy grabbed him by the corner of his clothes. Jiang Sheng turned around and glanced at him, feeling that he looked familiar.

He was wearing a thin sweatshirt, and the shoes on his feet were even more torn, but he was holding half a pack of instant noodles in his hand.

"Sister, I stole a pack of biscuits from you a month ago. I'm sorry. I just earned this half pack of instant noodles from clearing the snow this morning. It's clean. I'll give it back to you."

The memory of the boy flashed through Jiang Sheng's mind. Wasn't he the one who stole his cookies when he was wandering around the trading floor?

Looking at the boy's face and fingers that were cracked by the cold, Jiang Sheng frowned slightly.

The boy thought Jiang Sheng was disgusted, so he raised the broken instant noodles forward: "Sister, it just doesn't look good, it's really clean!"

Su Cheng stood nearby and couldn't bear it. He poked Jiang Sheng's lower back: "Okay, okay, this kid has given you his whole day's rations, so just forgive him."

Jiang Sheng turned around and gave Su Cheng a roll of his eyes: "He stole my things. Do I have to forgive him if he returns them to me?"

The little boy was shivering from the cold, and he spoke with a trembling voice: "I'm sorry, sister, I was too hungry at that time. My mother has scolded me since I got home, and I will never do this again."

Jiang Sheng looked at the little boy in front of him who had just reached his shoulders: "How old are you?"

"My 8-year-old sister, my name is Wu Qingrui."

Jiang Sheng touched his chin: "Since this is your first offender, I will forgive you this time and not do the same next time."

Wu Qingrui nodded happily, put the instant noodles in Jiang Sheng's hand, turned and left.

Jiang Sheng did not leave, holding instant noodles in his hand, walking behind Wu Qingrui, and slowly came to a small snowdrift.

Wu Qingrui just squatted down to climb in when he accidentally saw the figures of Jiang Sheng and Su Chengli in the distance.

"Brothers and sisters, why are you here?"

"This is your home?" Su Cheng couldn't say the words, and squeezed them out bit by bit.

The snowdrift can barely be called a house. It has a strange shape and is only high enough for a person to squat inside.

Wu Qingrui patted his chest with some pride: "Yes, my mother and I built this together. My mother even praised me for the beautiful house I built!"

"It's pretty ugly."

Su Cheng was unhappy and gave Jiang Sheng a gentle blow: "Don't hurt other children's self-confidence!"

Wu Qingrui waved to the two of them: "Want to come to my house as a guest?"

The entrance to the hole was blocked by a piece of cardboard. If you wanted to enter the house, you had to kneel down and climb in.

The thick military coat Jiang Sheng wore today was not afraid of getting his clothes dirty, but Su Cheng was a little embarrassed because he was wearing a white down jacket.

"You can just stand outside, the house can't hold so many people."

Jiang Sheng followed Wu Qingrui and climbed into the house. Inside, there was a woman with a withered face. She was carefully distributing the bread earned today. Although the bread was as hard as bricks, it was still the most important meal for her and Wu Qingrui.

"Mom, this is the sister."

Wu Qingrui snuggled next to his mother and pointed at Jiang Sheng with some embarrassment.

When Liu Muchai saw Jiang Sheng dressed neatly and with a rosy complexion, he knew that the girl in front of him should be a person with superpowers, or a family member of a superpower.

Liu Mu Caichong and Jiang Sheng bowed slightly: "I'm sorry, my son made a mistake. I apologize to you and hope you can forgive him."

She was very afraid of offending the superpowers. If they got angry, neither she nor her son would survive.

(End of chapter)