Luo Yuan was awakened by the noise outside. He grabbed the handle of the knife suddenly. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes and carefully moved away the arms and legs of Wang Shishi and Huang Jiahui. However, such a move also disturbed the two of them. woke up.
"What's wrong?" Huang Jiahui took out a pistol and asked alertly.
"It's nothing! You can continue to sleep, I'll go take a look." Luo Yuan said, unzipped the tent and walked out.
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There was a lot of noise outside, but even if it was an argument, everyone tried their best to suppress their voices.
"You let us eat this?"
"How can you be full with such thin porridge? I can even see a person's silhouette in it."
"Call your boss here. I don't believe you won't have enough food for us. I think you look down on our boss Luo!"
"Brothers, don't get excited. Please be considerate. We do have some food, but we can't eat it all at once. We don't know when we can go out here. We can't eat everything we can eat first, and then Are you waiting to starve to death?" A middle-aged man kept explaining with a wry smile.
As soon as these words were said, everyone's expressions of anger subsided. Thinking of the situation here and not knowing when they would be able to leave this place, most people gave up the idea of adding food.
"Say it again... say it... say it." The middle-aged man kept up his efforts and planned to continue frothing at the mouth. At this moment, he suddenly saw Luo Yuan carrying that scary long knife and walking over expressionlessly. His expression froze and he said It's stuck in my throat and I can't speak anymore.
"Boss Luo!"
"Boss Luo, I'm awake. I'm really sorry for waking you up." The middle-aged man slapped his face and immediately burst into a bright smile, bowing his head and saying.
Luo Yuan remembered that this person was someone close to Su Jianhao. He was also well-mannered and articulate. He could deal with these people with ease. He was obviously not a simple character.
Luo Yuan frowned and looked at the large iron pot in front of him. The porridge was very thin. You could almost see the bottom of the pot. The amount was only about one bowl per person. There was a plate of pickles next to it, and the quantity was also small. Poor, he picked up the spoon, stirred it a few times, and put it down again.
The middle-aged man's name was Huang Zhongchan. He looked at Luo Yuan at this moment and saw that his brows were furrowed and he was feeling uneasy. He secretly thought that he was obsessed with depriving the murderous king of food. When he thought of his methods, his forehead started to tremble. The ground was sweating. Even though the other party looked calm, God knew if he would suddenly break out and kill someone. If he had known earlier, he would not have followed, but now it was too late to regret.
Luo Yuan raised his head and looked at Huang Zhongchan. The other person suddenly shuddered, his face turned pale, his body was shaky, and he forced a stiff smile on his face. Before Luo Yuan could say anything, he quickly said: "I …I’ll take the porridge back right away and replace it with rice.”
Luo Yuan glanced at him in surprise. He didn't expect that killing a person yesterday would leave such a deep impression in the other person's heart. He just wanted to make these people afraid so that they wouldn't do anything wrong. He clicked. Nodding: "Then go faster."
Huang Zhongchan breathed a sigh of relief, not even daring to wipe his sweat. He quickly called to the other two men, hurriedly picked up the iron pot, and fled in a panic, as if he was leaving some kind of dragon's pond and tiger's den.
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After the small interlude, the meal was delivered quickly, and this time it seemed more abundant. Of course, this was only relatively speaking. Not to mention before the end of the world, even in the small villa a day ago, it was far inferior.
Luo Yuan did not eat with the people outside, but packed the food and walked into the passage.
At this time, Huang Jiahui and Wang Shishi had already gotten up. They took a small basin of water and took turns washing their faces and brushing their teeth.
"How many bottles of mineral water are there in the bag?" Luo Yuan asked. During the escape last night, I lost all my luggage, but my backpack was still on my back. However, the capacity of the backpack was too small and it couldn't hold much.
"I just counted five bottles, and there are also a few compressed biscuits. The rest are gold bars and food stamps, but I'm afraid these things can't be used here." Huang Jiahui said.
"You must have lost the food stamps. They are of no use. Don't touch the water, drink the compressed biscuits, and use them in an emergency." Luo Yuan frowned, feeling the ground shaking slightly, with a worried look on his face: "We won't be able to stay here for long. , we will leave soon."
"Brother Luo, why? It's very safe here. The air-raid shelter is so strong that no mutant beasts can come in." Master Wang said anxiously. She originally thought she could settle down here, but she didn't expect that she was about to leave after just one night.
"Do we really have to leave?" Xu had experienced a lot, but Huang Jiahui was much calmer.
Luo Yuan nodded solemnly: "After all, this is not an underground base. There are no material reserves at all. The most critical food is too little. Many people just carry some leftover food with them. It's fine for three to five days. But over time, I'm afraid it will If there is a big mess, I have never been hungry, but I can imagine what a group of hungry people will do. After a few days of cultivation, we will leave here? "
Huang Jiahui's heart trembled. She thought of all kinds of cold descriptions of famines in ancient times. She seemed to have seen the miserable scene not long after, and her face became extremely ugly: "Then where are we going?"
"Go back to the villa first. There is still enough food and supplies there to last for a year or even longer. By then, those mutated beasts will have no food and should have retreated." Luo Yuan was unsure.
Master Wang listened to Luo Yuan describing the mutated beast's food in a calm tone, his stomach couldn't help but tumbled, he retched several times, and his face turned pale.
When Huang Jiahui thought that most of the people here would die, she felt so depressed that she couldn't breathe. After a long time, she said quietly: "Are all these people going to die?"
Luo Yuan knew Huang Jiahui's thoughts in his heart. He sighed: "Compared with those outside the air-raid shelter, the people here are already relatively lucky. At least they are peaceful for this period of time. If there were only three or four people or a dozen people , I saved them as soon as I could, but there were too many people here. I took a quick look last night and found that there were probably thousands of them, and they were all ordinary people. Even if all the food in the villa was given to them, how many days would they be able to survive? If you think too much, let’s eat first.”
Luo Yuan picked up the rice bowl and suddenly lost his appetite. After a few bites, he couldn't eat anymore. He felt some inexplicable guilt in his heart.
But he knew that this kind of guilt would kill people. Even if he risked his life and went out on adventures every day to hunt mutant beasts, he still wouldn't be able to feed so many people. The poor can only take care of themselves, while the prosperous can help the world. It depends on the situation at that time. If you want to follow me then, you can save as many as you can.
I thought silently.
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The next day, some of the people who came with Luo Yuan began to suffer from vomiting and diarrhea, and blood-red spots appeared on their skin. In severe cases, she even developed a high fever and fell into coma. In the afternoon, even Huang Jiahui began to feel sleepy and weak, and her hands and feet became weak.
At first, these people thought they had an acute infectious disease, and the entire air-raid shelter was in panic. There was a lack of medical treatment and medicine in the apocalypse. Once they contracted an infectious disease, it was almost fatal. What's more, no one knew whether these infectious diseases had mutated and were not targeted. Immunity drugs are simply fatal.
But he was soon reminded by a young man who came with him that this was a sequelae of nuclear radiation.
This is a doctor. Unfortunately, medicines are in short supply nowadays, and there is no good solution. He just asked Luo Yuan to prepare some salt water for people to swallow in large quantities.
Luo Yuan is not a doctor, but he studied science in college. Iodized salt contains potassium iodide. In addition to preventing radioactive iodine from entering the thyroid gland, it cannot prevent other types of radiation, including nuclear radiation. But nowadays, there are only dead horses and live horses.
Within a few hours after taking the salt water, whether it was due to the effect of iodized salt or physical fitness, Huang Jiahui recovered naturally. The three most seriously ill people died on the second day, but after the third day, everyone began to recover one after another, causing the doctor to repeatedly call them miracles.
Luo Yuan knew that in the apocalypse, although humans did not evolve as drastically as animals, their physiques had been significantly enhanced compared to before the apocalypse because of food. Some mild or moderate radiation effects are no longer fatal to the human body.
Just like Luo Yuan and Wang Shishi, they didn't even have a slight reaction due to their own qualities.