I chose the safe house, and the Human Alliance regretted it.

Chapter 67 Human Nature

The inspection team split into four groups and dumped a pile of food directly in the four residential compounds.

The 30,000 to 40,000 surviving residents of Jiangnan City are crammed into these four residential communities.

Apart from a small number of people who have housing, everyone else is crammed into underground garages and dark basements.

"One serving of biscuits or a packet of instant noodles per person!" an inspector shouted from beside the pile of food. "First come, first served!"

The words had barely left his mouth—

The crowd went crazy.

A group of people pounced on them like hungry wolves.

"Get out of my way! He's mine!"

"Don't grab it! It's mine!"

The first people to rush down didn't care about anything else; they grabbed a handful of food and ran away.

A group of people crowded together behind them and started fighting over food.

The inspectors stood by, arms crossed, watching the show.

This was something they did on purpose, to make these people fight over it.

These people haven't eaten since the thunderstorm started; they just want to see this group of people loot like mad dogs.

Some people grabbed the food, tore open the packaging, and wolfed it down, as if they wanted to swallow the packaging bag along with it.

A small number of people, after grabbing the food, were reluctant to eat it, carefully tucking it into their clothes and running back while clutching their chests.

But some people who arrived late didn't manage to grab anything.

In the stairwell of Building 3.

A man finally managed to snag a pack of instant noodles and excitedly ran back to his lodgings.

His name is Zhou Qiang, and he was a contractor before the disaster.

"Honey, did you get any food?" His wife greeted him, looking at him expectantly.

Zhou Qiang hid the instant noodles behind his back and shook his head: "No, I didn't manage to grab anything."

The wife was stunned.

She saw his hand hidden behind his back.

"I saw it!" she screamed. "You hid it! You wanted to keep it all for yourself!"

Zhou Qiang's face darkened: "Take it all for yourself? Why don't you go down and rob it? What kind of time is this to expect others to give it to you?"

"That's mine!" His wife lunged forward and tried to snatch it.

The two people started fighting.

People who once shared a bed are now fighting like enemies.

The instant noodles were torn, and the noodles fell to the ground, covered in dust.

The two of them were stunned at the same time.

Then, they all pounced on the ground, grabbing at the dusty crumbs.

……

In the courtyard of the residential compound.

A woman stood trembling in front of an empty pile of food.

She was late.

I didn't manage to grab anything.

"Please, can anyone give me something to eat?"

Please, I beg you.

"......"

The woman pleaded everywhere, but no one paid any attention to her.

The woman squatted on the ground, covered her face, and began to cry.

At that moment, a man walked over and stared at her for a few seconds.

Are you hungry?

The woman looked up and nodded, her eyes brimming with tears.

The man squatted down and lowered his voice: "This one is for you."

He slipped her a bag of cookies.

The woman was taken aback, then quickly thanked her, "Thank you, thank you. I'll return the food to you tomorrow."

The man laughed: "No need to return it. Come back with me."

The woman's expression changed, and her hand holding the cookie froze in mid-air.

"I'm not going..." she said, stepping back.

The man grabbed her wrist, his smile turning cold: "Trading a bag of cookies for one time, you're not losing out. Otherwise, give me back the cookies!"

The woman looked at the biscuits in her hand, then at the indifferent crowd around her.

A few seconds later, she stood up and followed the man.

......

Basement 301, Level 3, Building 7.

A man, clutching a bag of biscuits he had snatched, hurriedly pushed open the door.

The basement was pitch black, except for a five- or six-year-old boy lying on a wooden plank in the corner.

"Daddy..." the little boy weakly looked up, "I'm hungry..."

The man's eyes welled up with tears. He quickly went over, opened the biscuits, and carefully fed them to the child.

The little boy ate it bite by bite, and soon finished it all.

"Dad, I'm still hungry..." the little boy looked up at him, "I want some water..."

The man's Adam's apple bobbed.

He didn't eat anything either.

He patted the child's head: "Don't be afraid, Daddy will go out to look for him. You wait patiently."

"Okay," the little boy nodded obediently. "I'm not afraid of the dark. I'll wait for my dad to come home."

The man stood up, closed the door, checked it several times, and then quickly left.

The basement was plunged into darkness again.

The little boy lay on the wooden plank, whispering, "I'm not afraid of the dark... I'm not afraid of the dark... Daddy will be back soon..."

After what seemed like an eternity, the door was finally pushed open.

The man staggered in.

He now had half a pack of biscuits and half a bottle of mineral water in his hand.

"Xiao Bao, Daddy's back with some food."

"Xiao Bao?" The man didn't hear a response from the child, and panicked, so he quickly went over.

But his legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground.

Crimson blood from his abdomen flowed onto the ground.

"Dad..." a weak voice came from the corner.

The man breathed a sigh of relief and struggled to hand over the biscuits and water.

"Eat...eat quickly..."

The little boy had just taken a sip,

The door was kicked open.

Two figures stood at the doorway, each holding a kitchen knife.

He's injured.

"Just right"

They came in, their eyes landing on the cookies and the bottle of water.

"This is mine!" the man struggled to his feet. "My child hasn't eaten in ages!"

"Yours?" one of them laughed. "You killed someone to steal it, didn't you?"

The man's expression changed.

"If you know what's good for you, hand over the stuff." Another man brandished a cleaver. "Otherwise, you and your child will both die here today."

puff-

The man knelt down.

He was stabbed deeply in the abdomen with a fruit knife, and he was now at his last gasp.

Ignoring the man's pleas, the two men shoved him aside and snatched the cookies and water from the child's hands.

"Wow--"

The little boy was so frightened that he cried.

"You deserve to die—"

The man seemed to have gone mad; ignoring his abdominal wound, he suddenly stood up and lunged at the two of them.

"court death!"

One person raised a kitchen knife and chopped it down on his neck.

"Are you going to die?"

The man watched as the kitchen knife drew ever closer to his neck.

"But what about Xiaobao...?"

On his deathbed, the little boy became the only thought in his mind.

The cleaver struck the man's neck directly, but the expected scene did not occur.

Clang——

A sharp metallic clanging sound echoed in the basement.

The man was unharmed.

The kitchen knife has a chip in it.

"You...you..."

The two of them panicked.

"You all deserve to die!" the man roared angrily, and a powerful surge of supernatural energy emanated from his body.

.......

In the distance, Building 1 of Jinxiu Tiancheng stands.

Wang Wei stood by the window, looking at the scene reflected in the mirror, remaining silent for a long time.

To survive, people abandon their principles and even resort to any means necessary—the good and evil of human nature are laid bare before him at this moment.

Even more terrifying disasters have yet to come; the initial weather calamities alone have already rendered people less than human.

As expected, human nature never disappointed him.

This didn't surprise him.

at this time,

boom--

Terrifying waves of supernatural energy erupted from the residential area within the safe zone!

Wang Wei's pupils suddenly contracted.

So many people have awakened at the same time?

In the previous life, such a large-scale awakening occurred three months after the cataclysm.

Wang Wei's gaze sharpened, and he instantly understood—

In this life, he did not save the world.

Zhao Lie left.