There was a kind of pain in the world that had taken countless people's lives and had always been the biggest threat to survival.
This kind of pain was hunger. Almost everyone had experienced its threat, but most of the time it was not fatal.
However, if he really wanted to take someone's life, it wouldn't take long at all. It would only take a short period of time to make people collapse.
A stable food supply was the result of the efforts of countless people, but it could be easily destroyed.
It could be a man-made disaster or a natural disaster.
Because of the war, the residents of the city were in a predicament of a lack of food. Every day, there would be people dying of hunger.
In order to obtain food, many people had become crazy, and the men and women in front of him were such people.
Just before dark, they were still robbing people on the streets, stabbing a few passers-by who were unwilling to hand over their food with iron rods.
