Looking for food was too simple for Liu Yu, so he was the most shameful person and begged for food from him pitifully.

He controlled Yuri to help the old man up and said, "Old sir, you don't need to be like this, we will distribute food to everyone."[.]

Everyone nearby heard this sentence, and it was spread to ten or ten, and more and more people were like groups of animals waiting to be fed, gathering tightly. One thing made him sigh, that is, this group of people always stayed at the front line, and even if someone was accidentally squeezed out by the back, they immediately squeezed back.

No one dares to stand in front of others as the first bird. If you want to say why, you can only explain it by the fear of the strong in a cruel environment. There is no organization here, and there is no law and law. All that is the most primitive pursuit of survival. The life of the end of the world is like grass. If there is a disagreement, blood will splatter on the spot. The weak have no dignity in front of the strong. If there is a legal and moral constraint before the disaster, it is still like this, let alone the lawless disaster. People will use no means to survive.

Liu Yu looked at these skinny survivors with ragged clothes and dirty clothes, those who were once extremely windy and stood at the top of the food chain, and are now being suppressed by the zombies who have transformed after death, and are suddenly saddened to the point of extinction of Fan Guohua.

But things have two sides. In disasters, people will first think about themselves, and then for the people around them. As for the irrelevant people, they may not even think about it. In such a situation, it is already rare for Fan Guohua to be rivaled by ordinary people and Zhao Shanchuan. If the two are in a state of unity, he may have to retreat.

The most urgent thing is to let these people have a full meal. Liu Yu said, "Old Fan, go and organize it, find a place to distribute the food immediately, and let these survivors have a full meal first."

Fan Guohua's mood is so good now that he is a little confused. He is happy that several evolutionists who can cooperate with him come. While completely suppressing Zhao Shanchuan, the survival coefficient in the apocalypse increased greatly. What he is puzzled is that these evolutionists seem to be running errands, making him unable to see through how the young people in front of him control these evolutionists.

"Can he be stronger than the evolutionists outside?" This thought came out, and he suddenly realized and spoke more politely, saying: "Brother Liu, the square in front of the leisure center is very large, and we can distribute food there."

The valley is not small, and more than a thousand people can be organized in a short while. Liu Yu thought for a while and said, "Old Fan, please send someone to summon us first and then discuss other things."

"No problem." Fan Guohua, as an evolutionist, also has a useful person. He called a strong young man at the gate of the courtyard and explained a few words before walking back, saying, "Brother Liu, if you have anything to say, please continue."

What I fear most in the face of disasters is not the source of disasters, nor the lack of supplies, nor the lack of people's abilities. What I fear most is that I cannot clench my fists without organization and form effective resistance. The weather north of the Yangtze River is already a little cold in November. Liu Yu saw that most of the people gathered outside were wearing late summer clothes, and there was no food, and he thought that it would be difficult for these people to survive the first winter after the disaster.

This problem is the biggest problem except zombies, and it is the severe test facing all controlled areas at present. Without material and energy, it is a dream to spend the cold winter. The matter in the Fangshan control area made Liu Yu a little discouraged, but a person's nature will not change easily. When he saw these poor survivors, it was obviously impossible for him to leave without hesitation.

Liu Yu had the final decision, and he planned to stay here for a while, and said, "Old Fan, it is impossible to have thousands of people without an organization. If you want to survive in this extraordinary disaster, you must unite. What do you think about this?"

Fan Guohua nodded quickly and said, "Brother Liu, I have thought about this. First, Zhao Shanchuan was in the middle and the trouble, and second, people had different ideas and no material support. It was obviously... "

"I'm crazy." Liu Yu smiled and continued, "You don't have to worry about this. Since I can come with a large amount of supplies, I will continue to search for the energy source."

Zhou Song, who was bored listening to the conversation between the two, followed and said, "Brother Fan, do you know the Fangshan controlled area?"

Fangshan control area has been established as a typical example by the capital. It is mentioned on the radio almost every day. Fan Guohua immediately sighed: "The Fangshan control area is amazing. Under the leadership of more than 200 elite military forces, the military and civilians rescued themselves. They actually built a self-sufficient control area on the plain. Tsk, pure cement cast isolation belt, it would be much safer if we had one here." He continued to say enviously: "These soldiers are really powerful. They can travel hundreds of kilometers to return to the military camp to get a large number of heavy firepower..."

"Nonsense." Zhou Song cursed, scaring Fan Guohua. He slapped the cigarette in the ashtray and continued to speak loudly: "The radio was purely nonsense. The Fangshan control area was built by Brother Liu, and there were also those weapons and ammunition, and infantry fighting vehicles that Brother Liu brought to get back. Without Brother Liu, Zhang Liwen and others had already fed zombies."

Wang Gang took over the conversation and said, "Even if you don't feed the zombies, you will have to starve to death." After saying that, he pointed to Liu Dawei, who had not spoken, and said, "If you don't believe me, ask Viagra, he is a non-commissioned officer of the 308th Regiment. Let's come out of Fangshan control area together."

Liu Dawei had no choice to these two guys. He smiled awkwardly and didn't know what to say. He took out his non-commissioned officer's certificate and threw it on the table and lit a cigarette and started smoking.

Looking at Fan Guohua's surprised expression holding the ID, Zhou Song said proudly: "I understand, it's all our credit for the Fangshan Control District to be able to do today."

There was never any mention of Liu Yu and others on the radio that they could distribute all the food to irrelevant people. Fan Guohua himself found it funny to make up such a deed to deceive himself. This was obviously impossible. He had already believed what Zhou Song and the others said, and asked in surprise: "Brother Liu, why did you leave the Fangshan controlled area? It is a rare and good place in the end of the world."

Liu Yu didn't want to say much about the Fangshan controlled area and said, "This matter is a long story. My opinion is that in the valley, it will be in accordance with the form of the controlled area. There must be unified management and unified organization, and of course all voluntary principles..."

Everyone followed Liu Yu's direction and expressed their thoughts one after another.

Seeing that the time was almost over, Liu Yu said: "Let's distribute the food now, and take this opportunity to tell others about it. Everyone has their own ambitions to let them decide for themselves."

At this time, the crowd in front of the villa walked towards the square with anticipation. More and more people came out of buildings everywhere and ran to the square with pockets and other tools that could hold food. Liu Yu briefly learned about the condition of the old man's son and controlled Yuri to take some commonly used antibiotics and antipyretics from the car.

I was afraid that the food would be snatched by someone now, so I asked the old man to leave an address and go back first, and promised to bring him food later. The old man left with great gratitude, and Liu Yu felt very uncomfortable when he looked at the old man's trembling back.

"A family with an old man is like a treasure. The elderly represent the past era of mankind, and children are the future of mankind. These two types of people are indeed the most vulnerable groups in the disaster. You must protect them yourself, let people's experience be passed on, and let humans continue to reproduce."
Chapter completed!