Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

Zhang Yi glanced at him calmly, then suddenly smiled and asked, "Do you think they have time now?"

Uncle You looked puzzled: "Huh?"

Zhang Yi said: "Last night was just the beginning. This conflict is between the people in charge of the buildings and ordinary residents."

"Unless they can solve the problem of food distribution, one side must be completely destroyed!"

"It's only one night, how can we kill them all?"

After hearing what Zhang Yi said, Uncle You felt cold all over.

Is this the story of two peaches killing three warriors?

"Then what we'll do next..."

Zhang Yi said calmly, "What does it have to do with us? Let them kill them slowly!"

The right time has not yet come, so he is not in a hurry.

After Zhang Yi came back in the afternoon, he distributed food to them as usual.

However, he found that the people coming from several buildings had changed and were no longer members of the groups he was familiar with.

It appears that in the struggle for access to food, control of some apartment buildings has changed hands.

But it doesn't matter to him. No matter who is the building manager, he will cooperate according to the previous agreement.

However, after Zhang Yi returned home that night, he sent a message to the building managers’ group of each unit.

"If I don't see the fruits of my labor tomorrow, I can't guarantee food or cigarettes."

So the next day, when Zhang Yi went out, he saw the lively scene of everyone working together.

But today, the number of people has decreased by at least one third compared to two days ago!

In other words, due to the unfair distribution of food, at least 400 people died in the community in two days!

Uncle You expressed his incomprehension of the scene before him.

He asked Zhang Yi, "These people clearly knew that they wouldn't get any of the ten portions of food per building. So why didn't they resist and fight for their chance to survive?"

Zhang Yi heard this and suddenly smiled playfully.

"Perhaps they haven't reached the point of life or death yet."

"Or perhaps, in their extreme despair, they have accepted the fate of death and even considered it a relief."

"No one can fully explain human nature. I'm no different."

Uncle You shook his head in confusion: "But this isn't a long-term solution! Are we just going to watch them go on like this?"

Zhang Yi smiled and shook his head. "It won't last long. Whether it's due to a lack of supplies or interpersonal conflicts, they will all die quickly in the apocalypse."

Uncle You swallowed his saliva and didn't know what to say anymore.

Just at this moment, a woman wearing fur came wading through the snow in the wind and snow.

"Zhang Yi, I want to talk to you about cooperation again."

The person who came was Chen Lingyu, the building manager of Building 9.

Her body was covered in blood, and it was obvious that she had experienced a very brutal killing last night.

But she survived.

Zhang Yi smiled slightly, with a hint of disdain in his expression.

"You? What can you talk to me about?"

Chen Lingyu stared into Zhang Yi's eyes and tried her best to apply her years of micro-business skills to him.

"If the community continues to develop like this, it will collapse sooner or later! There are so many internal conflicts that it is impossible to effectively manage it."

"Even if you bring back a lot of food, there will definitely be people who will use force to take more in the future. This will only lead to more conflicts and more deaths!"

Zhang Yi looked at her calmly, "Oh. And then?"

Nonsense, how could he not know that this would be the result?

Because the current situation was caused by him.