Doomsday: It’s normal that I can choose a stronger power.

The range of the school radio is getting smaller and smaller. It is obvious that many speakers have been destroyed by zombies.

The students in the dormitory either went to the cafeteria or died on the way. Of course, there were also those who were afraid to go out and were still hiding in the dormitory. These people usually had some food in their hands.

There are also some people like Zhao Kun and others who were forced to hide in other places.

However, despite this, there were still quite a few people entering the cafeteria.

At this time, the cafeteria door was locked and all the glass windows were sealed with newspapers, so no one from the outside could see what was going on inside.

The cafeteria was packed with people, as messy as a vegetable market, with constant sounds of crying and noise.

The school leaders kept trying to maintain order, but a group of students on the verge of collapse simply refused to listen.

Above, the principal looked at the statistical data with a grim expression.

There are more than 30,000 teachers and students in the school, but now there are less than 2,000 people arriving at the cafeteria. How can he accept this?

"Is there anyone alive who hasn't come yet?" asked the principal.

"Of course there are, but the cafeteria is full of zombies now. Even if there are some, they can't get in." A director sighed.

"Ah." The principal sighed deeply. "Forget it, let's serve the students food first. They must be starving."

"it is good."

Soon, dishes were brought to the window. When the group saw the food, they stopped crying and rushed forward.

"Students, don't push, line up, everyone has a chance!" the principal shouted through a loudspeaker.

However, at this time, these students were so hungry that they could no longer listen when they saw the food. Some of them even climbed onto the windowsill to grab it.

In desperation, the principal could only ask the cafeteria aunt to take the food away.

The students finally came to their senses and lined up obediently.

The cafeteria aunt brought the food again.

Soon, the people in the front of the line held their plates and looked at the dishes on them excitedly.

"This...this...this, I want them all. Add some more rice."

However, the cafeteria aunt did not do as he requested, but scooped a spoonful of rice and a spoonful of potatoes for him and looked at the next one.

"What do you mean? I have money in my meal card. You can just use it for the whole day."

"That's right, who will eat this much?"

For a moment, the entire cafeteria became noisy again.

"Students, be quiet, be quiet!" the principal shouted again with the loudspeaker.

"I know everyone is hungry, but as you can see, we are going through one of the most difficult and darkest times in human history, and food is very scarce.

We don’t know when the rescue will arrive, but we must always believe that the country will never give up on us.

We are saving food now so that we can have more food for a few days and have a better chance of waiting for rescue."

After hearing the principal's words, everyone gradually quieted down, and it was obvious that they understood this truth.

Soon, the students who received their meals sat down and began to wolf them down. Perhaps it was the first time after being in school for so long that they felt the food in school was so delicious.

Many people even licked their plates clean after eating, but they really weren't full.

The principal looked at the students wolfing down their food and said to the cafeteria worker, "Based on the current number of people, how long can the rice and vegetables in the cafeteria last?"

The uncle thought for a moment and said, "As for rice, if you save it a bit, it can probably last for seven or eight days, but vegetables spoil easily. We usually buy what's available on the same day. Although the number of people has decreased significantly now, many vegetables don't keep for long. I estimate they can only last for three or four days."

Hearing the uncle's words, the principal frowned. He was not sure when rescue would come. He could not imagine the consequences if the food was gone and rescue had not arrived by then.

"Cook less next time and try to make it last longer."

"Ok."

The uncle nodded, also frowning. It seemed that he could only cook porridge.

In the library...

More than thirty people sat on the ground listlessly.

Although they escaped from the zombies, they still faced the problem of hunger. There was nothing to eat in the library.

At this time, the zombies were still outside, and they had no way to get out in a short time. Many people felt a little regretful. If they had known this would happen, they would have stayed in the dormitory.

At this moment, a "swish" sound was heard, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

I saw Curly holding a bag of instant noodles in his hand. He had just opened it and was about to eat it when he suddenly felt that the atmosphere around him was not right. He raised his head in a daze and immediately saw the fiery eyes around him.

"What are you doing?" Curly said weakly.

"So you still have food, please share some with me."

"That's right, we are all classmates, we should help each other."

A group of people slowly approached Curly while talking.

Seeing this, Curly said with some fear: "I...this is all I have."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people rushed over and snatched the instant noodles from his hand, and even searched his backpack and his entire body.

"What are you doing? You can't do this, that's mine." Curly shouted.

However, at this time, the crowd could not hear his shouting at all. Those who had initially accused others of stealing their classmates' things now turned into hungry wolves and almost plucked Curly from head to toe.

The other three people in dormitory 708 were originally preparing to eat something, but when they saw this scene, they quickly hid themselves.

However, their little action was soon noticed by others, and immediately, those who failed to grab anything rushed towards them.

Soon, the three of them followed in Curly's footsteps and were directly plucked out.

"Serves them right!" Seeing this scene, Lao Hei and Shou Hou felt extremely relieved.

"I didn't expect they still had food to eat." Zhao Kun said with a smile.

Although they did not go up to snatch it, they did not help either. They just watched quietly.

"That's human nature." Zhao Kun sighed, then took out a piece of bread from his backpack and started eating it.

His actions instantly attracted those who didn't get anything.

Seeing these guys approaching him, Zhao Kun picked up the blood-stained iron pipe and looked at them coldly, saying:

"Try to get one step closer!?"

The crowd suddenly stopped and looked at the iron pipe in Zhao Kun's hand with some fear. The red blood on the iron pipe restrained their desire.

They were certain that the man before them would actually kill someone.

Seeing that they didn't dare to come forward, Zhao Kun started eating in front of everyone.

Lao Hei and Shou Hou also took out some food. They were very hungry after fighting all the way.

Although these people looked at the food in their hands with great greed, no one dared to come up.

Seeing this scene, Curly and his companions were immediately in tears. Isn't this obviously bullying the weak and fearing the strong?