The neighbors seemed to have found a savior.
Even some people whose hearts were as lifeless as ashes, wrapped in blankets and waiting to die at home, their eyes were now shining brightly.
"Jack, can you really go out and find supplies to come back?"
"If that's the case, we can survive."
"Although the city was locked down by Blizzard, the amount of resources produced by our society over the past few decades is actually enough for us to survive."
"Jack, I'm really... moved."
"We treated you so bad, but now you're still…"
Some people choked up.
Almost everyone in their family died at the hands of Jack.
But now their hatred towards Jack seemed to have disappeared all at once, leaving only gratitude in their hearts.
Jack said deeply, "Since I have become the manager of this building, I must be responsible to everyone."
"And my family's supplies are also running out. Going out to search for supplies is the only way for us to survive."
Jack's words made everyone feel more at ease in their hearts.
In the apocalypse, if you said you were doing good deeds, others would always think you were hypocritical.
But if you also had your own interests and needs, everyone would think that's normal.
After all, it had been almost a month since the end of the world arrived.
Many people in the neighbors' homes starved to death.
So they believed that even if Jack hoarded more supplies at home, there would be a day when they would be exhausted.
Moreover, now that there were two people in their family, the consumption of materials was faster.
The neighbors were grateful to Jack and praised him like a deity in their words.
So that Janice smiled and said, "If you establish a sect at this time, you can become a founder."
During times of disaster, religion developed the fastest.
Because people always needed a spiritual support.
Jack smiled faintly and said, "There's no need to make things so complicated with a group of cannon fodder."
"As long as I use a piece of moldy bread, I can make them treat me more kindly than their own father."
"However, are you really going out? "Janice asked curiously.
Her eyes were filled with a hint of worry and guilt.
Jack understood that she really thought she had run out of supplies and felt that she was dragging Jack down.
Jack pinched her pink little face, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Don't worry, the supplies at home are enough to support you."
"I'm just looking for a suitable opportunity to go out and take a look at the situation outside."
If it were normal, Jack wouldn't dare to go out for fear of being attacked by his crazy neighbors.
But now, he had become the hope for everyone to survive, so naturally he would not come to attack him.
Janice nodded and said, "Then I'll go with you."
She knew that Jack did not fully trust her, so she took the initiative to request to go with him.
Jack looked at her with deep eyes and shook his head slowly but firmly.
"We have this kind of relationship now, do you think I still doubt you?"
"Women should stay at home and wait for your man to come back."
Jack slowly stood up.
A moving expression appeared in Janice's eyes.
However, this kind of emotion did not last long.
Because Jack quickly collected the remaining food and coal in the space.
"I trust you 100%."
Jack said with a smile.
Janice: "…"
She had a speechless expression on her face, and was just moved by Jack. Unexpectedly, he immediately regained his original face.
Jack ignored Janice's sorrowful expression and went back to the room to change clothes.
The city was locked down by heavy snow, and there were no living creatures outside, so the danger level was not that high. However, out of caution, Jack still put on a jacket made of calf leather. This thing, even if stabbed with a knife, cannot be penetrated without enough strength. In this way, even when facing opponents with guns, ordinary pistols cannot harm their vital points.
This was the first time after the apocalypse that he had chosen to leave the unit building.
After careful consideration, he found two frying pans in the alternate space and placed one in front and one in the back of his body.
Finally, he put on his winter clothes.
At this point, the figure already appeared bulky, but the sense of security was full.
Jack took out a pry bar that was over one meter long and tried it in his hand.
When it came to real fights, this heavy pry bar was actually more useful than a machete.
The wound cut by a knife would not immediately make a person lose combat effectiveness, but if the body was hit by such a blow, it would immediately fall down.
Jack held a pry bar, filled the magazine of the handgun, and put it in his pocket.
After being fully armed, he left the house.
The temperature outside was very cold, even wearing the same professional level sportswear as the national mountaineering team, you can still feel a hint of coolness.
However, this coolness would not affect Jack. After going out for some exercise, his body would heat up.
He held the pry bar in both hands and walked slowly down the stairs.
Before leaving, he always observed the surroundings.
Be careful, it's not a big deal.
There was no situation along the way, after all, there were still very few people who were overconfident.
Jack arrived at the fourth floor.
Due to the actions of T Gang and others, most of the residents here had moved to high-rise buildings, and there were no more people living below the tenth floor.
Jack opened the door and entered, but it was a mess inside. The window had already been smashed by someone, and even the weak anti-theft window had been opened with a big hole. The wind entered the building through this big hole, whistling loudly.
Jack carefully climbed out along this hole.
His feet landed on the ground, and the ice and snow directly reached his knees.
However, due to the increasing amount of snow, there was already some compaction below, which did not completely sink him in.
It's also quite difficult to walk on this kind of snow.
Jack lifted his head and looked around. The vast Y community was silent, with only the sound of the wind in the air.
He also didn't see anyone's watchful gaze.
Jack took out the snowmobile from the alternate space, which was already filled with fuel before coming.
The driving of this car was not complicated, Jack thought about it a little and read the instructions to know how to operate it.
He flipped over and got into the car, turned the key, and then a roar of the engine started.
Jack drove his snowmobile all the way towards the outside of the residential area.
When leaving the community, Jack seemed to feel some people looking at him through the window.
This was not surprising.
After all, there were no human traces outside now, and the sound of this motorcycle was very harsh.
"It seems that there will still be people who become greedy for me because of this snowmobile in the future."
Jack's mouth curved into a sneer.
He was not afraid of exposing the existence of snowmobiles.
There were too many people trying to influence him.
Not to mention now, it's not surprising to kill someone just for a cookie.
In Jack's own words, it's like having too much debt didn't weigh you down.
The heavy snow submerged many small houses, and the streets were nowhere to be seen.
But after living here for more than 20 years, Jack can roughly figure out the direction through those high-rise landmark buildings.
So for him, there wouldn't be any problem of getting lost.