Disaster.
After the sudden disaster, the earth was devastated, species mutated, food was scarce, living environment was bad, era was completely destroyed, and civilization was gone.
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On an unnamed street in the unplanned governmentless area 300 kilometers to the left of the Ninth Special District, a 23-year-old young man, holding his clothes and bowing his head, walked quickly.
The street was dilapidated and ugly, and the underground sewage system had been completely paralyzed for many years. Simple outdoor toilets exuded a foul smell and were connected to rows of shops. The whole area was rarely lit, and a group of people could be seen standing together on the roadside from time to time, but there were more women than men.
The young man who walked quickly and did not look sideways was named Qin Yu, 1.82 meters tall and strong. He was unemployed today and was ready to buy a formal resident identity of the Ninth Special District to complete the first step of his plan.
Qin Yu used to be handsome and handsome, but now he is a bit sloppy, with unshaved beard, long hair stuck together, and his clothes are full of oil stains and stains. In short, he is not noticeable in the crowd.
Walking quickly, Qin Yu looked up at the intersection and prepared to return to his residence from the left.
"Brother, brother...!"
A crisp shout sounded, and a woman wearing a washed white dress and a coat gently pulled Qin Yu on the side of the road.
Qin Yu was stunned for a moment and looked back: "What are you doing?"
"Thirty yuan." The woman raised three slender fingers, looked back at the dilapidated store behind her and whispered: "Let's go there."
"Haha, I can't afford it." Qin Yu smiled and continued walking.
"Wait." The woman reached out and pulled Qin Yu again: "Twenty-five, twenty-five is okay?"
Qin Yu looked back at the woman, paused for a while and continued to shake his head: "I don't have money."
"Don't you like me? There are people in the room."
"I really don't have money." Qin Yu shook his arms: "Let me go, I'm anxious to go home."
The woman bit her red lips, her little hand tightly grasped Qin Yu, and after a long silence, she added softly: "Two bowls of rice are fine, but you have to use my bowl to measure it."
Qin Yu frowned: "Did I say it, get out of here!"
The woman still didn't let go, looking back eagerly at a group of seven or eight-year-old children next to the store and said: "... I have three children, there is no business tonight, I can't support them... Brother, please be kind, help me once, a bowl of rice is fine, I will kneel down for you."
Qin Yu looked at the woman and said indifferently: "How many years has the world been like this? In such an environment, why do you have a child without the ability to support it?"
The woman was stunned.
Qin Yu shook his arm away and continued forward with his arms clenched.
After standing there for a long time, the woman ran back to the store quickly, breathlessly saying, "That man has it, he has it. When I pulled him, I saw what was in his arms."
...
About half an hour later.
Qin Yu returned to a dilapidated six-story building, walked along the old and dusty steps, and entered his home on the fifth floor.
Only Qin Yu and his friend Xiaozhuang lived in this building. Many of the outer walls had collapsed. If it were in the past, it would have been a dangerous building on the verge of demolition. But in this era, the meaning of home is limited to where you are, and has nothing to do with where you live. Qin Yu chose this place because it has no electricity or water, and he does not need to bear any expensive living expenses.
The house is very simple, with a bed, two broken cabinets, no entertainment facilities, and the only torn military fan magazine, the publication date of which is still 2019.
After entering the house, Qin Yu took off his dirty coat, took out a shiny canvas bag from his arms, walked carefully to the bedside, picked up a broken bowl, and began to pour out the tempting white rice from it, and shouted: "Xiao Zhuang, is the meal ready?"
"Not yet, I just came back too." After someone in the inner room responded, a young man of the same age as Qin Yu came out, with dark skin and a resolute face.
"Dengdengdeng!"
Just when Qin Yu was about to talk to Xiao Zhuang, there was a deafening sound of footsteps downstairs. He was stunned for a moment, immediately hid the bag and bowl in the cabinet, and walked to the door with only a shabby wooden door.
In less than ten seconds, seven or eight children under ten years old, led dozens of men and women to appear in the stairwell.
The stairs were outdoors, the cement was cracked, and the iron railings were aging. So many people rushed up together, and their steps were rapid, and for a moment the broken building seemed to shake.
Qin Yu immediately stretched out his hand and shouted: "Don't... don't climb up so hard, d*mn, the stairs are going to collapse."
"Uncle, I'm hungry."
"Uncle, I want to eat..."
"...!"
The children each took a small bowl, stood on the stairs, and looked at Qin Yu with a dirty look.
"Uncle is hungry too, have you had dinner at home? Didn't you eat with us?" Qin Yu replied with a grin.
The children's eyes were pure and their thinking was simple, but the adults behind them tore off the most basic disguise of people. A sturdy man with a shaved head shouted first: "Take food, you can't go down without it."
"I don't have food," Qin Yu waved his hand and replied: "Really not. We are all hungry ghosts in this unplanned area, it's not easy, if I really have it, I won't say I will protect you, at least I will give you..."
"Stop talking nonsense, I saw you carrying food." The strong man continued to shout: "Hurry up, we will leave after we take it, don't ask for more, just take half."
"No."
Qin Yu shook his head.
"Go into his room." The strong man shouted in a deep voice.
"Uncle, I want food."
"Give me food."
"...!"
The crowd rushed forward, and the stairs hanging outside the building began to shake again, as if they might collapse at any time.
Qin Yu looked at the huge crowd, his eyes turned red in an instant, he raised his right leg, pulled out a dagger from his dirty trouser leg with his right hand, pointed at the crowd and shouted: "D*mn it, you bully me because I'm a lone wolf? Who the hell is afraid of death here? I have food, I'll give it to you if I break the knife."
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and the strong man shouted indifferently: "The children are in front, you stab them to death first."
"F*ck...!" Qin Yu was speechless for a moment.
"Go into the house and get food." The strong man waved his hand and shouted again.
As soon as the words fell, people on the steps swarmed forward, and the children surrounded him instantly, pulling Qin Yu and shouting, "Uncle, give me something to eat."
"Uncle, I haven't eaten for several days."
"Get out of here!"
Qin Yu held a dagger and shouted helplessly at the children, "Otherwise I will really stab you, I will stab you..."
Inside the house, Xiaozhuang saw a conflict at the door, and immediately stepped forward to stop Qin Yu, shouting to everyone, "Don't be impulsive, talk it out."
The children were extremely hungry and were not afraid of anything. They only pestered Qin Yu, and the adults behind them had squeezed in from the gap.
Qin Yu was a sturdy man, and he stepped sideways and got stuck at the door. He glared and roared, "I only live for myself, don't f*ck*ng force me!"
The crowd rushed to the door crazily, and no one paid attention to Qin Yu's words.
Qin Yu was always dragged to the side of the door by the short children, but he couldn't really stab him, so he could only struggle and prepare to deal with the adults who came up.
"Uncle, just give me a bowl of rice..."
"Get lost!"
When a child in his teens was pulling Qin Yu hard, the latter shook his arm violently, trying to break free, but he didn't expect that the child would bump into the crowd rushing up, and then his steps became unstable, and he fell out of the gap in the iron fence on his back.
"Ah!"
A child's terrified scream echoed for a long time.
"Bang!"
Then the sound of a body falling to the ground echoed downstairs.
Qin Yu and Xiao Zhuang were stunned, panting and looking at the iron railings, and they were a little at a loss for a while.
The crowd was quiet, and the stairs returned to stability.
"Child, that child fell down." Xiao Zhuang shouted urgently.
Dozens of people turned their heads to look downstairs, their expressions were wooden, and they were silent for less than two seconds, and then they turned their heads back. The child's mother was stunned for a while, and then rushed downstairs with a roar.
Qin Yu was stunned.
"Food."
"The child has fallen, and he will not be allowed to leave without food."
"Rob him."
"...!"
The shouts were deafening and overwhelming, and none of the other people turned around to look at the child who fell downstairs, but continued to rush in together.
Xiaozhuang stood at the door, staring at the crowd that was rushing over. He knew very well that if he didn't bleed today, he would definitely have to risk his life, so he licked his lips and shouted: "Okay, you are awesome, I admit it, I admit it... I'll get it for you."
Qin Yu immediately grabbed Xiaozhuang's arm and whispered: "No, not at all."
Xiaozhuang looked at the huge crowd outside the door, stared at the crowd and responded: "The food has leaked, and these people will definitely not leave without some sweet treats."
"It will be more troublesome if you give them sweet treats." Qin Yu responded in a very serious tone: "I would rather die than let go."
"Nonsense!" Xiaozhuang and Qin Yu's opinion Different, he insisted, "You are the only one with a gun, but there are so many people outside, are you sure you can calm them down? If you can't, we will definitely be robbed. They are already angry, can't you see it?"
"Just listen to me, I'll go back to get the gun."
"Xiao Yu, didn't you see it? The child fell down and they didn't leave. These people have lost their minds..." Xiao Zhuang pulled Qin Yu's arm away and whispered, "We have enough food, and those who need to exchange money have exchanged money. Giving them a bowl of rice is not a big loss for us, so I don't want to gamble with my life. I have a share of the food, and I have the right to decide how to use it."
Qin Yu was speechless when he heard this.
Xiao Zhuang straightened his position, glared at the leading strong man and shouted, "The planning area also has its own way of survival. Take the rice, don't make trouble, get out!"
"If you don't starve to death, I will definitely get out immediately." The leading strong man nodded.
Xiaozhuang retreated upon hearing the noise, walked back to the house, took a large bowl of rice, and put it on the ground with a bang: "Go away."
Dozens of people looked at the rice on the ground, all with greed in their eyes, but no one took the initiative to go forward to take it.
The leading strong man was silent for a few seconds, stretched out his hand to pull out the cloth bag tied around his waist, and poured the rice into it in one breath.
"Go away!" Xiaozhuang drove them away impatiently.
The crowd stood at the door without moving, and the leading strong man looked at the two of them, tied the rice around his waist with sweat on his forehead, and did not leave immediately.
"I told you to leave, don't you understand?" Xiaozhuang frowned and drove them away again.
After a moment of silence, someone in the crowd shouted, "D*mn it, he can give us a bowl of rice, at least a big bag of rice!"
"Give us some more, there are too many people, these are not enough to eat."
"Give us rice."
"Otherwise, just go in and rob, what's the point of talking nonsense."
"...!"
The shouts and curses spread throughout the six-story building again, and this time someone in the crowd secretly took out knives and weapons, looking at Xiaozhuang with gloomy eyes, with no gratitude on his face...
The leading strong man spread his palms and said in a low voice, "You can see that these people are starving, I can't control them at all, otherwise you take out the rice bag and we can share half of it."
"F*ck you...!" Xiaozhuang was anxious and took out a knife from his arms.
"What are you doing, want to fight?"
"Are you afraid of you? I'm starving to death, are you afraid of using knives and guns?"
"...!"
The crowd was not afraid of Xiaozhuang at all, and followed the strong man into the house.
Xiaozhuang was stunned and stood there at a loss. He wanted to take action at this moment, but he didn't have the confidence to deal with these crazy people who were going to grab food in front of him; but if he didn't take action, it would be obvious that he couldn't protect his own things.
"Crack, crack!"
At this moment, Qin Yu pulled out a 20-centimeter-long, three-barreled, revolving, large-caliber pistol from the cabinet, and immediately turned the slide and loaded the bullet.
When the crowd saw the gun, they instinctively stopped.
Qin Yu pulled out a whole bag of food from the cabinet with an expressionless face, threw it on the floor and shouted: "All the food is here, you can come up and take it if you want to eat."
The crowd was silent. "Who are you trying to scare?" The leading man shouted with red eyes, "If you don't have food, you will die. Are we afraid of you holding a broken gun?"
Qin Yu tilted his neck to look at the other party, pointed at the grain bag with his left hand and shouted, "The food is here, you can take it with your long hands, come up?"
The leading man hesitated for only half a second, then turned around and shouted, "There are so many of us, and he only has one gun. I don't believe he can kill everyone."
After that, the leading man stepped forward and stretched out his hand to grab the grain bag.
"Kang!"
The gun sounded, and the gears turned.
The leading man flew half a meter away, blood spilled on the floor, and a big hole was blasted out of his chest.
Qin Yu held the gun in his right hand, and shouted calmly, "Without food, you may starve to death in a few days. But whoever reaches out first, I will kill him with one shot."
When everyone heard this, they all looked at each other and said nothing.
"I still have two bullets, do you want to take them?" Qin Yu suddenly asked in a loud voice.
Everyone took two steps back after hearing the sound.
Qin Yu stepped forward, bent down and untied the grain bag tied around the waist of the strong man, and shouted softly: "Xiao Zhuang, take the things, let's go."
Xiao Zhuang immediately went back to the house after hearing the sound.
Qin Yu held the gun in his right hand and shouted: "Stand in two rows, make way for me."
The crowd did not move.
Qin Yu raised his hand and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the person closest to him and shouted: "Will you make way?"
The man hesitated for half a second and immediately made way. At this time, the others also followed suit and made way for the way downstairs.
Five minutes later, Qin Yu walked downstairs and saw the mother holding the injured child and crying loudly.
Qin Yu was silent for a few seconds, stretched out his hand and threw the rice he had just given to the strong man and said: "They will come down soon, you hide the grain."
The mother was stunned, and immediately took the grain bag and responded: "Thank you, thank you, I kowtow to you, I don't have to die if I have food..."
Qin Yu led Xiao Zhuang and quickly disappeared into the night.
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At around 3 a.m., in the endless Gobi Desert, Qin Yu divided the food and threw it to Xiaozhuang, saying, "I've taken your things, let's go our separate ways."
Xiaozhuang was confused and asked in confusion, "Is it that serious? Isn't it just that we disagreed just now... I don't think I have any..."
Qin Yu waved his hand to interrupt, saying, "Xiaozhuang, if people are not of the same mind, don't get together. This will easily hurt you and me. I'm going to District 9... Take care of yourself."
After saying that, Qin Yu turned around and left without any nostalgia, heading for his first stop in his new life, the Ninth Special District.
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In the military camp on the left side of the planned area, a black man bared his white teeth and asked in fluent Chinese, "There was a gunshot just now, do you want to go and see?"
"See a ghost, there are people robbing food and dying here every day, and they dare to ambush the military vehicles, who are we..." An old man smoking a low-quality dry tobacco in the house responded lazily lying on a shabby wooden bed.