In the previous life, just the first winter alone, tens of thousands of people starved, froze, or died of disease in all the safe zones throughout the city—it was no joke.
And that was just in City C. What about the other provinces and regions across the country?
The last autumn was probably the final desperate chance before the hardships arrived.
It depended on who had gathered more food; the more they had, the longer they could hold out.
You see, the people bustling about, gathering mushrooms and wild vegetables, hunting game—they were the smart ones. If anyone was fortunate enough to survive the cold winter,
It would definitely be those among these people.
Su Shu appreciated the kindness of Old Ge and Grandma Fu, despite having other plans and ideas in her mind. She was grateful that the elderly couple had gone to the trouble of gathering information for her.
After thinking it over, she nodded.
