Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

Tears suddenly welled up in Chawangchai's eyes. He wiped them with his dirty sleeves and said to Zhang Yi:

"I heard that the commander-in-chief only eats one grain of rice a day to save food for the country. You must persuade him well. He shouldn't starve himself to death."

"The future of our entire Kajie nation rests in his hands!"

Zhang Yi: "..."

A grain of rice?

His cerebellum was really out of order.

It's the 21st century, and there are still people who believe this kind of thing?

However, when he thought about the work of popularizing basic education in Africa, he began to understand a little.

Even though he is the commander-in-chief's chef, Chawangchai still asks such questions.

So, your daily job is to grind that grain of rice, right?

"Ah, the commander-in-chief is in good health, there's no need for you to worry."

Zhang Yi could only vaguely avoid this question.

Yagu looked calm, as if he had become accustomed to this phenomenon.

Everyone who lives in this place is the best actor.

Chawangchai was very happy to hear that Zhang Yi was a distinguished guest visiting here.

Even though he didn't have enough to eat every day and was skinny and pale from hunger, he would still puff out his chest with pride when he thought of the luxurious life in Prisang City.

He led the way and excitedly introduced to Zhang Yi where there were traces of Ken Sean.

"This avenue is called Loyalty Avenue! It's to express that we, the people of Kajie, will offer our loyalty to the commander-in-chief for eternity!"

"This tavern is called [The Eternal Father's Generous Drink] Tavern. We will teach our descendants that only men with a generous drinking capacity like the commander are true men!"

"And this public toilet—ah, although people are reluctant to use it these days because feces is so precious, the commander himself squatted here many times, so it's also a very precious memorial site. We named it "Fragrance from the Eternal Sun."

At this point, Cha Wangchai glanced at Zhang Yi nervously and asked, "Mr. Wu, you don't want to go to the bathroom yet, do you? If you do want to go, please be patient and make sure you go to my bathroom first."

Zhang Yi felt baffled. He smiled and shook his head: "No, I don't feel that way right now."

A look of deep regret actually flashed across Chawangchai's face.

Zhang Yi just felt that this place was very strange and had an indescribable evil spirit.

However, Chawangchai quickly cheered up and continued to take Zhang Yi around this poor town.

"This is the shoe store [A Gratitude That Can Never Be Repaid]. I'm honored that the Commander once bought a pair of shoes here."

"This is the 'We Don't Recognize Anyone But You' hair salon. It's here that the Commander's hairstyle was set. His long hair symbolizes the longevity of Kajie's national destiny, while his strict middle parting symbolizes fairness and justice."

Zhang Yi listened incoherently. There were hardly any people in the entire town. It was still around two o'clock in the afternoon, the hottest time of the day, so there should be people around.

But on the streets he walked through, there were only houses decorated with cheap colored paper and red cloth.

As they walked, they passed by a park.

It was at this time that Zhang Yi saw the people from the small town of Wulu District.

The sunlight shines down from the sky and falls on the open space in front of the park.

The ground in front of the flower bed happened to be a slope, and there was not much snow on the ground, apparently because it was receiving the sunlight.

And here, dozens of people were lying in all directions.

At first glance, Zhang Yi thought they were all corpses.

Because they were lying on the ground, motionless, letting the thin sunlight in the sky shine on their bodies, getting the little warmth they could.

There was no expression on anyone's face, their cheeks were deeply sunken and had a withered yellow color.

Even when he saw Zhang Yi and the others coming, he acted as if he didn't see them.

Zhang Yi asked Cha Wang curiously, "What are they doing here?"

Chawangchai said disapprovingly: "They are basking in the sun."

"But why do they look like they're dead? Look at that one over there, his face is black."

Chawangchai said: "It's okay, they are just hungry and have no strength. The family doesn't want to waste firewood to make hot water, so they come out to bask in the sun for a while."

As he said this, as if to prove it to Zhang Yi, he walked over to the man with a black face that Zhang Yi mentioned and kicked him.

"Huh? Why isn't he moving? Oh, he's really dead."