The first day of the disaster

The temperature dropped to zero, and it barely remained at around 10 degrees here. Snowflakes were flying outside and fell into the accumulated water. The freighter finally stopped in front of a building about a hundred meters away from here.

Everything passed like this, everything was so happy, and people helped each other. More people came to the eighth floor to avoid the cold, from 26 to 35, making it more lively, at least not so lifeless.

Food is short of, but people are still optimistic. I confirm that the US government will save them. I don’t know that the entire United States was drawn from the middle to separate it into north and south. The south continued to evacuate to the south, and the north... was no longer saved.

Jack is arguing, but the government will not take risks in the storm. By the end of the storm, it will be a week later. A week is enough to happen a lot.

For example, make survivors desperate.

The second day of the disaster

The food was only chocolate and potato chips, and there was still a lot of drinking water left. There was enough burning products. The outside temperature dropped further, reaching minus 20 degrees Celsius. The room temperature also fluctuated around the freezing point. Several people moved things and blocked the stairs downstairs to prevent cold air from pouring in. Check all air leakage points, and the temperature on the eighth floor increased to 5 degrees.

This is not a long-term meaning. With such warmth, people will get sick. The elderly and children are allowed to enter the shelter room. Fortunately, as supplies decrease, the shelter room can accommodate these people.

I don't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.

Food supply began to decline, and most people remained understanding. A small number of people were depressed due to hunger.

Sam's radio is good and bad, and it sounds intermittent. It's not because of black glasses. No one will set up his own radio station. He can only occasionally intercept TV signals to convert.

The third day of the disaster

The snow is still falling, the sun is like it disappears, and there are only dark clouds in the sky. The water outside is basically frozen, covering a layer of snow several centimeters thick. However, in the morning, someone in the building opposite was trying to come out to find supplies.

Some people upstairs were hungry and they wanted to come for help. Before Wang Yao and others came forward, they were rejected by others on this floor. The rest of them were not enough.

Fortunately, there was no conflict. Those people returned to the upper floor in a daze, and I don’t know how long they could last.

In the afternoon, some people finally couldn't bear it and wrapped themselves in thick clothes to look for supplies. The refugees on this floor also began to take action. Four young and middle-aged men planned to go out. Each of them had a fire stick to explore the way so as not to step on the fragile ice layer. Some people wanted to borrow Wang Yao's black spear, but Wang Yao just picked it up and poked the wood in the corner.

He penetrated through it directly, and saw the young man stunning his tongue and no longer asked for it. But soon, one more person from the four of them came.

After three days of silence, Wang Yao finally started to act. Or rather, he had been waiting for the accumulated water to freeze.

On the way, they met many people who collected supplies, and also many... four people.

The upper body was lying on a wooden board on the ice, and the lower body was frozen by water. She had become an ice sculpture. She helped open the thick snow on the ice and appeared under the ice with a frozen face. Only when the ice surface was exposed on the front of the car, you could see the car of a family of three sitting inside...

Before dark, Wang Yao and the others came back. Wang Yao carried a food vending machine that was a little thicker than his body. It looked very powerful.

Break the glass and pour out the things. Wang Yao easily turned his hands and threw it away like a can. Some people were shocked.

After averaging everything, two pieces of chocolate and half a slice of bread for each person. The latter barely heated up by the fireplace before it was frozen hard.

Chewing dry bread, everyone remembered the flower world a few days ago, and it seemed like a dream.

Many people want to eat real food. But unless they can find a food processing plant. And break the ice and chisel downwards.

Some people remembered the warehouse in the basement. A few people gathered in the entire building and dug it at the entrance of the six-story stairs. Wang Yao's black spear was also borrowed, which was simply an ice-breaking artifact.

However, to everyone's disappointment, after digging down about one meter of ice thick, ice water gushed out. Only then did they remember that the water freezing was just the upper layer.

No one could dive into more than ten meters in the subzero temperature ice water. He held his breath for a few minutes and found the food warehouse. Wang Yao tried it. He had a bad water quality, but Xiao Wu was there. Although he closed his eyes, he let Xiao Wu turn into tentacles to pull him.

In the end, Wang Yao's progress was stopped outside the warehouse door. The warehouse was sealed and the air pressure inside was intact, which meant that the door could never be opened. The door was 100mm thick steel plate. It was easy to destroy it with a flat bottom Wang Yao, but it was in the water. All actions must be controlled by the water flow.

Nearly five minutes passed, Wang Yao had just emerged from the ice water. Someone hurriedly surrounded him with a quilt. At this time, many people's eyes changed when they looked at him, and they admired him and praised him. Not everyone could hold their breath for five minutes under zero degrees.

They died before they even started. But at least they dug 1 meter and returned without success instead of 10 meters.

Someone suggested that the black dog might be... covered his mouth and held it back by people around him. They can see Wang Yao's ability. Although the dog is not his, it can be seen that Wang Yao is very good to him on weekdays. Are you crazy when you make a decision to hit Wang Yao?

Some people came to ask for food on other floors, and they held weapons, which looked very difficult to mess with. Many young people stood up and talked to him. This is the most crowded floor on all floors, and it is also the most morale, at least they have something to eat.

Seeing that the conflict was about to begin, Wang Yao appeared. He easily grabbed the two troublemakers and went to the exit room to hang them out of the window to calm them down.

However, the contradiction has been buried and will sooner or later be rekindled.

The fourth day of the disaster

Early in the morning, the black vagabond shouted everyone, saying that someone outside had left the city.

Everyone squeezed to the window and saw a long row of black dots in the distance, winding towards the south.

Many people were moved. Wang Yao did not stop him. With acquiescence, they packed up their things and took away half of the bedding. When they called for someone, they found that a girl was still sleeping. When they touched her, her body was cold and frozen.

This is a 16-7-year-old girl. Wang Yao said nothing after seeing it.

Manhattan has a population of 1.5 million, and no more than 100,000 people have lived to this day. This means that 1.4 million people have died in this disaster. But for Wang Yao, this is just a number, which is far less touching than the death of this girl.

Almost all 150 people in the building left, only some were left, and they all gathered at the eighth floor shelter. In an instant, the whole building was much deserted.

Among the 20 refugees left behind, four were the four young men who led the team together.

In the morning, Wang Yao led the team out for the second time until he came back in the evening and returned empty-handed. All the food nearby was plundered by the other survivors.
Chapter completed!