Chapter 19

I picked up the second popsicle in my hand, and a painful and itchy feeling appeared on the palm of my right hand. Even with Li Chunyuan's firm mind, I couldn't help but want to give up: Does this really work?

The painful and itchy feeling made Li Chunyuan even have the impulse to find a knife to cut off his hand. It was too uncomfortable, itchy and uncomfortable. Itchy seemed to be addicted to it. Itched from the hand to the body and from the body to the heart. He stretched out his hand to scratch it, but it was so painful that he even had to bite his teeth. He wanted to hit the wall with his head.

However, Li Chunyuan picked up the third popsicle with a gratified expression. The second popsicle just confirmed that it was not an illusion when Li Chunyuan absorbed the first popsicle. The cool feeling on his right hand was indeed increasing in the direction of his wrist.

He sighed, but the expression on Li Chunyuan's face was like a wooden board, absorbing the wonderful cyan feeling of the third popsicle. It's not that he deliberately, but that no one will have any more expression after experiencing that kind of torture twice. And the ticklishness that makes people feel tickling also seems to tell you that reaching out on impulse will bring incomparable pain.

Doesn't this make you look more like a piece of wood? Li Chunyuan looked at it quietly, but he resisted his physical and psychological impalination and slowly picked up the fourth popsicle. Then the fifth, the sixth, and then two gun heads.

Finally, it was all absorbed, and the cool feeling actually exceeded the wrist by about one or two centimeters. Li Chunyuan shook his right hand with satisfaction and did not dare to use his right hand's ability immediately. He planned to wait until tomorrow to see if the absorbed thing would disappear, and then decide the next step.

In the evening, the whole gathering area was a sensation. Li Chunyuan knew that it was because the new grain had arrived. He didn't know how they would distribute the food. How many people in the gathering area who haven't eaten for two days went to the embrace of death ahead of time because of the belated food.

Tonight, all the living people in the gathering area rarely had a full meal.

Nothing happened all night. The next day, Li Chunyuan got up and looked at his right hand. The cool feeling was still a centimeter past his wrist. Li Chunyuan sat comfortably all over and completely let go of his worries. Take out six popsicles and two gun heads, inject all the cool feeling in your hand, and wait for the harvest again tomorrow.

At noon, Zheng Li called Li Chunyuan to her room again. The two of them always ate together. Zheng Li's military cans have also been eaten. In the last two meals, except for grain, there is no change in dry land. But compared with the ordinary people in the gathering area where one meal a day cannot be guaranteed, this is simply a luxury.

"Today is probably the last truck of food, and I'm going to look for food tomorrow, and there is not enough gasoline." Zheng Li frowned and said to Li Chunyuan, chewing boiled food gently.

Li Chunyuan nodded: "It seems that we have to walk to find food. There is no doubt that this will be an act of death. The current difference is whether to die of cold and starvation here, or take the initiative to go out and be killed by dangerous mutant zombies.

Zheng Li swallowed the food with difficulty: "Obviously, there is no other choice."

Li Chunyuan frowned as he chewed the grain and said, "Let's turn it into zero. The gathering area and so on will have to wait until next spring when we can work collectively. Now a group of people are gathered together, cold and hungry. I really can't think of anything but eat people.

Zheng Li looked at him seriously: "Is there really nothing you can do?"

Li Chunyuan quietly chewed the food in his mouth without saying a word.

Zheng Li looked at him helplessly and knew that coquettishness was of no use to the wooden guy in front of her.

"There are not enough conditions." Li Chunyuan put down his bowl, stood up and said.

"What other conditions do you need?" Seeing this, Zheng Li seemed to see hope.

"There are a lot of conditions. The right time, the right place and the right people and the present are not enough. All you can do is harmony, but there is a lack of real people who can create people. Therefore, I'm afraid this gathering area will fall apart. Li Chunyuan said quietly.

Zheng Li shivered and didn't have time to eat: "Is there really no life?"

Li Chunyuan asked, "What do you think? It happened to be winter when the disaster broke out. Where can people live? The grain is in the city, there are no leaves on the trees, and there are only wheat seedlings in the field. What do you want these people to do?

Zheng Li's eyes lit up: "Yes! There are still wheat seedlings to eat outside! Never starve to death! Li Chunyuan, are you wrong this time? We still have a way to live!"

Li Chunyuan didn't distinguish between himself, but just walked back to his room: he didn't eat wheat seedlings, oil, salt or starch. Can he survive the harsh winter in the north for several months? Now it's just a step-by-step. Li Chunyuan is not going to say his other plan, although that plan is better than eating wheat seedlings.

Only after the fight can there be complete peace. The food is about to run out, and a new round of fight is about to begin. Li Chunyuan doesn't think it's a good thing that there are many voices in this gathering area. If someone can calm down the whole gathering area in one fell swoop this time, it would be really good. If not, at least don't threaten Li Chunyuan's own survival.

This is the beginning of another round of contradictions. To ensure Li Chunyuan's survival, we must ensure that Zheng Li's power does not fall. To ensure that Zheng Li's power does not fall, other threats must be removed. In short, the original defense has undergone a series of transformations and must be guaranteed by a more active offensive, which is really a headache.

Li Chunyuan doesn't care so much. Anyway, the group of armed police at the east end of the village will never have any accidents under the constant attention of Zheng Li. Let's wait and see what happens for the time being.

In the evening, the last truckload of grain also came back, full of six tons.

Head Xu announced the distribution of this last batch of grain, and the atmosphere in the whole gathering area is not happy or sad. After this batch of grain is distributed, as long as you are a little smarter, you will know that there will be really no food next time. I don't know when the next meal will be full.

According to the statistics of regimental commander Xu, the population of the gathering area is still more than 3, 900, and 4,000 have fallen, and each person can share three catties of grain. Commander Xu and Mr. Zhang called Zheng Li and Li Chunyuan over, and they discussed in the yard of Commander Xu.

"There's really nothing I can do about it. There is no gasoline in the car, and I will eat food for seven or eight days. Let's talk about what to do." Chief Xu lay down on the chair and said helplessly.

Zhang Lao said quietly, "I once experienced a famine, and now I'm afraid I'll go through another one. There's no good way. Eat wheat seedlings, as long as you live, it's enough."

Zheng Li nodded: "I didn't expect that Mr. Zhang and I have the same opinion, and so do my opinion. Eat wheat seedlings, at least let's talk about the winter." Mr. Zhang looked at Zheng Li in surprise, nodded approvingly, and stopped talking.

Chief Xu said with a bitter face, "Eat wheat seedlings? Are you all right?" He turned his head and saw Li Chunyuan, "Yes, what advice does Brother Huang have?"

Li Chunyuan's face was expressionless: "Mr. Zhang and the political commissar said very well. I don't have any suggestions. It's good to have something to eat."

Mt. Xu nodded and frowned, "Then go and tell the people below and let them eat wheat seedlings when they are hungry."

Mr. Zhang stretched out his hand and said, "Hold on! There is a problem here."

Head Xu raised his eyebrows unhappily: "What's the problem? Isn't that what you came up with?"

"We are in charge of the military now. Ordinary residents are not allowed to go out at will. How can Chief Xu forget?" Mr. Zhang said slowly.

Mir Xu nodded: "Then cancel the restrictions on military management. Anyway, I don't have enough troops. Just shrink my troops."

Li Chunyuan looked up at Mr. Zhang. He just looked over with a smile. The two looked at each other, and Li Chunyuan seemed to understand the other party's plan. The two are linked, so Commander Xu can't go to the hook. Once the military management is cancelled, how much will Commander Xu's appeal and influence be left?

However, Li Chunyuan also remembered Lao Wang's previous words: Zhang Weimin seems to be canceling the military control with the intention of the Zhang family, and I'm afraid the Zhang family will not be so smooth. I'm afraid Mr. Zhang's good calculation will fail.

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