The end of the world begins with escape

"At this rate, we can arrive at the Gyeonggi base at noon tomorrow!"

They now have a very regular rafting schedule. They usually set off in the morning and hold their urine for four to five hours...

Find a place to rest and have lunch.

Set off at around two o'clock in the afternoon and continue to hold it in. If you are slow, you may not find a place to stay until eight or nine o'clock in the evening. If you are fast, you can usually rest after seven o'clock.

After so many days in a row, the survivors at Gushang Base were full of confidence in the leaders.

As long as the big guys are around, there won't be any big problems along the way.

The main thing is that they can cooperate.

Therefore, the atmosphere began to slowly improve in the past two days, and the team was no longer lifeless.

Seeing this, Song Xue gritted her teeth and said, "I'll go talk to Uncle Wang later. I hope they can invite us to have lunch together."

Teng Ziliang gave her a "are you dreaming" look, rolled his eyes and waved his hands, "Don't do these meaningless things, it's useless."

"If they were willing, they would have asked us to have dinner together a few days ago."

"It's snowy and apocalyptic now, and no one wants to share their share of food rations with strangers."

"Then why is Song Zhaodi allowed?" Song Xue bit her lip and asked in a low voice, "Is there any difference between us and Song Zhaodi? We all fled here from a small base."

"Since the Gyeonggi base wants to help ordinary people, then we should also be in this category, right?"

Teng Ziliang thought about it and it made sense. He glanced at Song Xue and said, "Then... how about you talk to Uncle Wang about the truth?"

In fact, he felt that there was no chance, but since Song Xue said she wanted to give it a try, it didn't do much harm to him.

So as soon as the group landed, Song Xue went directly to Uncle Wang and said that she wanted to have lunch with them.

As a result, Uncle Wang and his fellow women's group members all stared at her with silly eyes, making Song Xue very uncomfortable and even a little angry!

"Do you think there is a problem?" Song Xue asked with a cold face, "Song Zhaodi was a member of our team before, so why can Song Zhaodi join you as the people being searched and rescued, but we can't?"

"We are all people in the disaster area. Why do we have to isolate the two of us? It's just because we can't say nice things to flatter Xie Ning, right??"

Uncle Wang's constipated expression speaks volumes.

He didn't even bother to talk to the stupid girl in front of him.

"Do you think you can get a hot meal by just flattering?" Aunt Chunmei replied angrily, "You are a young girl, how come your brain is broken?"

"It doesn't even look like Alzheimer's!"

"The reason why we have food to eat is because we signed a contract with the base, right?"

"When we get back to the base, we have to work to pay off the debt!"

"That's right, since when have we flattered you? If you don't know how to speak, just stop talking. What the hell are you talking about?"

"Have you ever noticed that our people are flattering us? We are all honest people and we are all working hard to live."

"Girl, seeing that you are young, you want to eat for free. This idea of ​​yours is very dangerous!"

Song Xue was surrounded by elderly women. Her face turned slightly pale as you spoke to her.

"You..." Song Xue was slightly surprised, "You still, signed, signed the contract??"

"Otherwise? Do you think there are really so many free lunches in the world?"

"If we don't sign the contract, how can we have food for every meal!"

"I'm telling you, little girl, don't just stare at the benefits that others receive all day long, but don't see others giving in silently."

"Chunmei said that well!" Uncle Wang gave Aunt Chunmei a thumbs up, smiled and nodded, "Looking at how young you are, old man, I will forgive you for speaking so freely today."

"Okay, okay, go where you need to go, don't let us get in the way of making a fire and cooking!"

Song Xue felt her face burning with embarrassment. She returned to sit down next to Teng Ziliang dejectedly and reported in a low voice, "They said they all signed a prostitution contract with the base."

"That's it." Teng Ziliang nodded thoughtfully.

Having said that, the treatment given to them by the base is quite good.

Every meal comes with steamed buns and water, and now there is also an additional meal of mutated animal meat.

"To be honest, this kind of treatment makes people a little excited." Teng Ziliang fiddled with the small flashlight in his hand, "Xuexue, why don't you go discuss it with your cousin? We might as well sign a contract with Gyeonggi."

Song Xue's face became very ugly, "You want to sell yourself to the base, but I don't want to."

"But we don't have much food left. It's only enough for us to survive for about ten days at most."

"That's better than selling yourself to the base."

"Do you think such a good thing can happen? I just asked about it, and they said that the contract they signed said that the base will allocate various tasks within its capabilities for them to do."

"Then if I ask you to flush the toilet and clean the cesspit, would you be willing?"

Teng Ziliang's expression changed again and again, and he couldn't help but sigh, "The base shouldn't be so boring, right? Isn't the base in need of young labor like us?"

What's more, he is also a superpower.

Will Xuexue think too much?

Song Xue silently sat next to Teng Ziliang and stretched out her hand towards him.

Teng Ziliang took out a small pack of compressed biscuits from his bag.

Song Xue originally thought it was for her, but... Teng Ziliang actually shared a small bag with her!

Song Xue was almost furious.

"Teng Ziliang, isn't this too frugal?"

"They said they will be able to arrive at the Gyeonggi base tomorrow afternoon."

"So what?" Teng Ziliang broke the biscuit without thinking, "We have no acquaintances to rely on when we go to Gyeonggi Province, so we have to develop slowly by ourselves bit by bit."

"You don't know how precious food is now."

"Anyway, keep it for yourself. Keep as much as you can. I don't know if the days to come will be more difficult than now."

It’s always good to plan ahead.

"You don't want to sign a labor contract with the Gyeonggi base like those survivors did. Otherwise, why would we be so frugal?"

"Are you blaming me??"

"Xuexue, I didn't mean that." Teng Ziliang put his arm around her shoulders and said a little harder, "I just don't want you to suffer too much. Since we don't sign a contract with the base now, we will have to rely on ourselves in the future."

"We have to think about the future, right?"

Song Xue felt suppressed in her heart, so she opened Teng Ziliang's hand and stood up with a cold face, "I'm going to the toilet."

However, people who had been holding it in for four or five hours were already queuing up to go to the toilet...

Song Xue glanced at the crowd and was so angry that she almost went crazy.

When she looked up, she saw Ge Yan coming out of the toilet briskly. She rushed up to say hello, "Sister Yanzi."

Ge Yan's first reaction was to rub oil on her soles and run away...

Then he was caught by Song Xue.