In the apocalypse of natural disaster, I am reborn to stock up and win

When Cheng Qianhuai came over to open the door, he was holding a wrench in his hand, presumably thinking about how to assemble the fireplace.

"You're here, have you had breakfast? I made your portion and left it in the kitchen to warm."

Cheng Qianhuai returned to the window of the living room, his hands kept moving and he was still busy.

Song Jinhe stepped forward to help him drag the parts, yawned and said, "After eating, I won't eat what you made.

Do you want to go outside after assembling the fireplace? I plan to hunt out the ice cave diggers and then go to the mountain again. "

There are factories and warehouses on the mountain that have not been searched. After dismantling the fireplace yesterday, they left in a hurry and did not go to those places to investigate the situation.

Cheng Qianhuai bit the screw and nodded, and said slightly vaguely: "No problem, those people really can't stay. If we really let them taste the sweetness, I'm afraid the entire Yuncheng will be a trap in the future."

Song Jinhe nodded in agreement. After the two installed the fireplace vent, they checked it again. There was nothing wrong with it overall and it should be ready for use.

Cheng Qianhuai tried throwing a few well-cut pine logs inside, and lit a newspaper to ignite it. It turned out to be a good thing, and the temperature around the fireplace began to rise instantly.

"It's not bad. If you keep it lit, the temperature in the whole house will rise. Then you can just sleep against the fireplace at night."

Song Jinhe squinted his eyes and warmed himself by the fire. After making sure that there would be no safety hazards, the two of them left Building 3 with their hiking bags on their backs.

It was only dimly lit now, but many survivors were already out searching for supplies, and they were not the first.

When I got down to the 17th floor, I never thought that the doors to the east and west doors would open at the same time. Several people looked at each other, but Xu Yuesheng was the first to say hello to Cheng Qianhuai.

"Good morning, are you guys going out to look for supplies too?"

Cheng Qianhuai nodded, and then went downstairs and left with Song Jinhe without saying anything more.

Wang Huanghua, the hostess of 1702, looked at Song Jinhe's leaving figure with disgust, and waited until she could no longer hear their footsteps before coming to the Xu family and his son.

She looked them up and down, the three-eye roll she raised made her look a little mean.

"How did you get to know each other on the 18th floor?"

Xu Qingkang said for no apparent reason: "I met them accidentally yesterday. I got to know them after I helped them move something."

Wang Huanghua raised her finger and pointed upstairs, approaching Xu Qingkang mysteriously: "They are on the 18th floor, none of them are good, they are all evil-hearted people.

Especially that woman, who shot and killed our building manager, and then stabbed people with a knife whenever she disagreed with her. How scary! "

Xu Yuesheng frowned: "No, I think they are easy to get along with."

Wang Huanghua picked her nose: "You just moved here and haven't seen her killing people, so don't be fooled by her face!

Their two families piled up as much supplies as a mountain, and they looked on coldly at the people in Building 3 who were so hungry that they refused to help, and they were cruel and ruthless! "

Xu Yuesheng curled his lips: "No matter how much supplies she has, they are still hers. Who stipulates that if she has supplies, she should give them to others?"

Wang Huanghua was blocked by his words. She rolled her eyes and spat, then slammed the door of 1702 hard and cursed loudly.

Xu Qingkang snorted coldly and said: "Aren't they just jealous of other people's supplies and want to get a piece of the pie for nothing? What's the use of speaking so beautifully? They just know how to pour dirty water on others."

Zhou Shuhua also walked out of 1701, wrapped in a men's down jacket, which was obviously picked up from outside. It was a little fat and did not fit well.

"That's right, just because of the noodles they gave us on the 18th floor, we can't turn our backs on them. They treat us so well, so you can't say bad things about them behind their backs like this group of people!"

Xu Yuesheng greeted him with a smile and rubbed Zhou Shuhua's shoulders: "I know, Mom, are Tiantian and my sister awake?"

Zhou Shuhua nodded: "Your sister still has a low fever, let her stay with Tiantian at home, and the three of us will go out to find supplies."

After saying that, the three of them went downstairs together, and Song Jinhe and Cheng Qianhuai, who were hiding downstairs and eavesdropping, also left.

Wearing non-slip shoe covers while walking on the ice, Song Jinhe seemed to be in a good mood.

"The 1701 family seems pretty good. They didn't listen to those people's slander and even spoke for us."

Cheng Qianhuai also nodded in agreement: "Indeed, they don't seem like the kind of people who can do anything for supplies."

The two of them chatted one by one, and soon arrived at the ice cave where they were yesterday.

The traps destroyed by them have been restored to their original condition and are now waiting for the next prey to arrive.

Song Jinhe took out the Tang Dao and opened the disguise of the trap again, and then heard a low yell.

"damn it!"

Her eyes moved, and she instantly realized the source of the sound, which was in a building on the west side of the ice cave. She thought this was the hiding place of this group of people.

Song Jinhe was about to walk over with the Tang Dao, but was gently held by Cheng Qianhuai.

“Since they can do things on the ice, they may not have any backup plans in the building.

The two of us are waiting here, letting them watch the people who were supposed to fall in slip away one by one, and feel the feeling of the fat sheep running away from their lips.

It won't be long before they come out to confront us face to face. "

Song Jinhe thought about it and thought it made sense, so he simply took out a folding plastic bench from his hiking bag and sat on it. Whenever pedestrians came over, he reminded them that there was a puddle here, and he received many thanks from people.

Seeing that no one in the building showed any intention of showing up, Song Jinhe was not in a hurry. He took out a handful of pistachios from his pocket and started cracking them, and stuffed a handful into Cheng Qianhuai's hand.

"I think there shouldn't be many people making this trap. If it's a small team with a lot of people, they don't need to spend so much effort making a trap. They can just stop the road and rob.

The reason why I can spend energy to make this trap must be because I am not strong enough and don't have the courage. "

Song Jinhe chewed pistachios and analyzed them with great interest.

Cheng Qianhuai put the peeled nuts in his hand and nodded in agreement with a smile: "Indeed, the behavior of the two of us is equivalent to a blatant provocation. They haven't come out yet. They obviously have no confidence in their own strength."

After another five minutes, he stuffed all the nuts into Song Jinhe, which made her feel helpless.

"I stuff it into you so you can eat it, not for you to peel it off for me to eat."

Cheng Qianhuai smiled and patted the remaining crumbs on his hand: "I am happy watching you eat it."

When Song Jinhe heard what he said, he didn't bother to refute. He was just about to start a topic and continue the conversation, but he didn't expect that a man and a woman suddenly rushed out of the building, holding an ax and a non-threatening fruit knife in their hands respectively.

The man looked not short, but he was as thin as a bamboo pole, his cheeks were sunken, and his eye circles were slightly purple.

The woman looks about 170cm tall, slightly chubbier than the man, but has no ability to pose a threat.

"What do you two mean? Cut off our way of survival, right?"