The end of the world begins with escape

"Those with super powers originally looked down on us ordinary people from the bottom of their hearts."

"That's right, they are so kind-hearted and will help us."

"We can only rely on ourselves."

"Yes, occasionally a few water-type superpowers come and say they are giving us water to drink, but they all look so arrogant and stinky that they wish we could kneel down and call them ancestors!"

The fat eldest sister was talking to Xi Ni next to her, "You can't say that, water superpowers are still good, otherwise I wouldn't be giving you water for free, right?"

"Besides, big sister, you get up first. As we told you before, this healing system is really not a cure-all for all diseases. I asked you to beg the captains of the private teams to prevent you from making enemies with a bunch of people. right?"

"Besides, as everyone has said, the healing system is very rare. They really don't have any in their team."

"Nothing, fat sister, you are the only one who can talk easily, and the wind is like rain." A woman with a sharp mouth and a thin and dry cheek shouted at the top of her voice, "We don't believe it. There are so many of them, don't any of the teams have a healing system?"

"That's right, how do they treat their injuries in battle?"

"Isn't there a doctor here?" The fat sister couldn't explain to them clearly, and glanced at the woman holding the child, "How about this, big sister, after I finish the things at hand, how about I take you to the medical room? "

"I'm telling you, don't be too anxious. Our current environment is like this. The child may be coughing because of the cold."

"Look at Lao Wang's kid next door. Aren't they full of energy after just a few days of coughing?"

"There is nothing we can do now. The environment is just like this, and the climate is just like that. We can only adapt to it."

"What Fat Sister said, it seems that if you can resist it, you can carry it, but if you can't, you can die?" A young man next to him curled his lips and said.

The fat aunt turned around and patted the young man, "Go, go, don't crowd around here and talk about it. Go to bed. Get more rest and take good care of your body. Only then will you have the energy to continue fighting against cold and hunger tomorrow."

She put down these words and went to work in a hurry. She only asked the woman holding the child to wait for her.

Then everyone dispersed, but many people returned to their small beds with strange expressions.

Area A-1 is brightly lit, with thousands of people crowded together, and there is basically no privacy at all.

The better ones are assigned a small bed of about one meter, but most of them just sleep on the floor with a thin layer of mats.

"They say that those who can get thicker mats are those who grab them quickly." On the mat next door, a woman wearing glasses whispered to her husband.

"For example, some people who arrived late were basically not allocated any supplies. Some people could only use old newspapers to make do for a few nights."

"You think it will end when it continues like this."

"Nowadays, a simple meal costs 20 contribution points, and most people can't afford it."

"It's really a drought and a flood, but the rich can still enjoy it."

"That's right." After hearing this, the woman holding the child immediately showed a look of indignation, "My child has been sick for three days, and no one took care of it. I asked them to find a healer to come and have a look, but every one of them refused to agree. .”

"Nowadays, the poor are really waiting for death, while the rich can still live a good life!"

"I heard that their resting place for superpowers is better than ours! They seem to have separate cubicles." The old man on the floor opposite couldn't help but join the group chat to complain.

"That's right, if this continues, we will have to wait to die, and everything good will be allocated to those with super powers."

"They certainly don't need twenty contribution points for a simple meal."

"Maybe we can enjoy spicy food in the separate room!"

An old lady on the bunk next to her angrily threw down the hard package, "Then there's no other way to deal with them?"

"We should unite and protest together."

"Yes! Protest, why can those with special abilities live in small cubicles and enjoy good food and drink, but we have to suffer in this concentration camp?"

"No! We're both human beings, but why are we still ranked third, sixth or ninth?"

"I think this damn apocalypse is caused by those with superpowers."

"Otherwise, we lived a good life before, why would we need to endure hunger and suffer this kind of pain?"

"That's right. Although I used to have a salary of three thousand, I could at least have enough to eat."

"What? You are in Gyeonggi and your monthly salary is only three thousand? Then you are not allowed to live in the basement?"

"Hey." The old lady spoke with a Gyeonggi accent and mocked, "Living in a basement is not okay. Last time I saw the news, it was said that a young man was scalded to death when a water pipe burst in the basement he rented. "

"We have a house in the Second Ring Road! The legacy left by our ancestors is just gone."

"That's right, our family still has a car worth 400,000 yuan! The loan is almost finished, and the end of the world is coming! Do you think it's a loss? Why doesn't it come sooner? If it comes earlier, we don't have to pay back the loan."

Everyone:...

"Hey, hey, where are you talking about? Don't be ridiculous! Now you are saying that people with special abilities are treated better than us ordinary people!"

"Yes, yes, we have to protest."

“Unite and protest!”

"Would any of you be the leader?" The old lady from Gyeonggi pointed her eyes at a few young people in the group chat, "Young man, I see you are in good spirits, how about you take the lead?"

"Yes, young man, please organize us to go there together and talk to the person in charge of their Area A."

"If it's windy and sandy outside, we can't be allowed to live in this kind of environment for a long time, right?"

"That's right. You haven't provided food yet. Do you want us to starve to death here?"

The young man had a square face and thick eyebrows. He was coaxed by a group of women who were cheering together. Blood suddenly rushed to his head. He stood up and spoke, "Since everyone thinks so highly of me, I, Fang Gang, will form a team for everyone." , let’s find a few more representatives and talk to each other together.”

"good!"

"good!!"

Song Kexin held her sister's little hand and hurriedly escaped from the noisy A-1 area, frowning slightly.

"Looking at the situation, something might happen." Zheng Heng said calmly.

They are all human beings, no one can understand what they are saying.

Xu Boliang nodded, "Yes, what ordinary people said just now seems quite strange. They may start to stir up trouble."

"What do you think, Miss Song?"

Classmate Song Kexin just wants to live her small life peacefully and does not want to get involved in any class antagonisms.

Hearing this, he just smiled politely at the other party and pulled his sister to move forward.

At this moment, a thin little figure rushed over from the opposite side and shouted "Classmate Su Xiyue" excitedly and happily.

Song Kexin frowned and looked over.