Chapter 282: Drought World 10
This taste might be ordinary at other times, but at this moment, Chu Yian felt it was the most delicious thing in the world.
It was really, really delicious!
A large amount of sweet liquid burst in her mouth, carrying the fresh scent of plants and abundant moisture.
It made her want to suck it in, even wanting to swallow the dregs in her mouth.
Chu Yian actually did just that.
Zhu Shen, beside her, listened to the sounds Chu Yian made and couldn’t help but swallow his saliva. In the darkness, he looked at Chu Yian eagerly, silently praying in his heart that Big Chu would share some with him.
Chu Yian was always generous with her companions.
She gave Zhu Shen half.
The two sat in the dark underground structure, happily slurping this rare delicacy.
Zhu Tianguang inexplicably felt this was the happiest moment in the game he had been playing for a long time.
Game Day 20.
Inside the small market, steel, fuel, clothes, cigarettes… things that were once very expensive, now lay scattered like trash.
A foul odor emanated from around the market—the smell of decaying corpses. Instead of maggots, black beetles grew on the rotting bodies, gnawing on the putrid flesh and crawling everywhere.
Some people, with chapped lips from thirst and pale faces, numbly searched for water.
At this moment, the two-person team in the underground city didn’t worry about food or water, but they hadn’t dug up any treasures these past few days. Zhu Shen smacked his lips after finishing the black brick biscuit, and started missing the taste of the Hovenia dulcis again.
Actually, he hadn’t finished what Big Chu gave him yesterday; he still had two left.
Heh heh!
He happily pulled out the last two Hovenia dulcis and shared one with Chu Yian. The Hovenia dulcis, after sitting for a day, wasn’t as juicy as yesterday, but they both chewed on their last one for a very long time.
Game Day 21.
More and more people were dying of thirst, and more and more people were starting to go mad.
To survive, the living even went from drinking urine to drinking blood.
Their gazes began to turn, intentionally or unintentionally, towards that forbidden place they once dared not use force against…
Game Day 22.
Chu Yian drew a ball of yarn.
However, they dug up a box of bottled mineral water buried in the dirt.
Yes, a whole box!
Although the bottles were very dirty, and some even had dust inside, it didn’t matter—this was all water!
Their water reserves were only at the level of not dying of thirst, so these 24 bottles of 550ml mineral water were truly a godsend. The two immediately took out two bottles to drink in celebration.
Game Day 23.
A large-scale, organized attack erupted at the Water Source Company’s trading market on the surface during the night.
The bodyguards guarding the Water Source Company’s trading market began firing their guns, but these living people charged at them like zombies.
Because if they didn’t break in, they would only die.
“Why should we wait outside to die while those inside the market can live lavishly?!”
They went in with the intention of mutual destruction; the bodyguards stationed around, even with guns, didn’t last until dawn.
Inside the water plant at this moment, all security personnel and high-ranking officials had gathered, waiting for the leader to issue commands. Lu Qingyuan shifted his gaze from the scene of the market being massacred. He had searched for a week and hadn’t seen that person; she hadn’t entered the shelter provided by the company at all.
Finally, he gave the order, “Raise the protective shield and isolate from the outside world.”
Following his command, another wall of the trading market suddenly collapsed. The trading market had originally been built in a ring, and the tall buildings of the water plant could vaguely be seen, but now the full view of the water plant appeared before them.
Thick reinforced concrete.
The walls were lined with submachine guns and cannon shells.
The outermost perimeter also had an electric fence, and the factory’s bodyguards stood ready on the wall, fully prepared.
And at this moment, both NPCs and players were enraged by the scene before them.
“It’s them, deliberately holding back water from us!”
“The water plant has been oppressing us for two years, and now they want our lives too!”
“How could there be no water? The water inside the plant is enough for all of us. Charge! Kill these heartless rich people!”
Someone was shouting fiercely, their eyes almost bulging out of their sockets, and the veins in their neck already bulging.
A single call was met with a hundred responses!
Survivors rushed towards the factory from all directions, but as soon as they touched the iron fence, round-headed flamethrowers on the ground spewed out high-temperature flames.
The flames instantly turned the area near the factory into daylight.
Those near the iron fence were either charred to death or severely burned by the flames.
Screams and wails were incessant, and the smell of roasted and burnt flesh made it seem like they had entered Avici Hell.
Lu Qingyuan, however, stood at the highest point of the city wall, calm, indifferent, and cruel, as if he were not human.
Game Day 24.
Chu Yian and Zhu Tianguang continued to lay low.
Game Day 25.
Survivors on the surface continuously attacked the water plant, but it was like a bronze wall and an iron fortress. After two days of standoff, the people outside finally gave up. They began to snatch the last remaining water, and even started killing people.
Chu Yian and Zhu Tianguang continued to lay low.
Today was lottery day, and opening a blind box surprisingly yielded a pack of instant noodles!
Zhu Tianguang cut open the empty mineral water bottles to make two small bowls, and the two soaked the noodles in cold water. Although the soup was cold and the noodles were hard, it was much more fragrant than the black brick biscuits!
“Thank you, Grandpa Treasure Box.”
Chu Yian placed the treasure box in front of her and bowed reverently.
Zhu Tianguang felt it was inappropriate for just his boss to kowtow, so he stood behind Chu Yian and bowed to both the treasure box and Chu Yian, “Thank you, Big Chu, thank you, Grandpa Treasure Box.”
Game Day 26.
The two hiding in the city’s underground were now living like sloths; they didn’t lack water or food, and occasionally even got to improve their diet.
Other than staying in the dark for too long, there were basically no major problems.
The people on the surface could no longer be considered human.
Water had become so scarce that not a drop could be found, and the living had begun overtly scheming against others. They tied up isolated people and those on the verge of death. When they couldn’t collect urine, they cut open their major arteries to collect blood.
Previous alliances had long ceased to exist; anyone who wanted to live wanted to kill anyone they saw to replenish their water.
And those who didn’t want to live had already become mummified corpses.
“Ah ah ah, I’ve cleared this round of the game!”
Even with only four days left, a player couldn’t hold on any longer and crashed into a hard rock ahead.
The second after he hit his head, someone rushed out, dragged his leg, and headed towards the bleeding spot. The player wasn’t even dead yet, but he watched in despair as his major artery was cut open, and as more and more people gathered around him.
These people stared intensely at the liquid flowing from his neck, their chapped lips tightly closed, their throats unconsciously swallowing.
They were all… coming to snatch his blood.
