"To convince Li Ming to use the hard-earned generator to charge my power bank, my wife must have put in a lot of effort. She really worked hard."
Peng Zhi looked at the fully charged power bank and his almost depleted phone, quickly plugged in the data cable, then looked at his wife who was sleeping next to him, and thought to himself.
With a sigh in his heart, Peng Zhi no longer pondered the reason, and turned his attention back to his phone.
Today is not like any other day. In this apocalyptic era, he doesn't have to work daily. Furthermore, danger lurks everywhere. The silence of the night gives him a chilling feeling. Hence, he would rather stay awake until dawn, skip breakfast, and not sleep early.
He thought to himself, his wife used to be the same way. Unfortunately, since the food at home ran out, everything has changed. Every day she is clearly scared of the outside world, yet she falls asleep so early.
"It's good that I could borrow food from Li Ming."
