Reborn: I Stock Up and Bully the Trash to Dominate the Apocalypse

Within two days, a plane flew over and dropped supplies onto the roof of the building where a red flag was flying.

Zhou Jianghai and Zhou Shuwan went upstairs together and carried down a square cardboard box.

The carton was sealed with transparent tape and was not too heavy.

Not long after I went downstairs, there was a knock on the door.

Zhong Tiyun opened the first security door, looked out through the peephole of the second door, turned her head to look at the father and daughter, and said silently: "Neighbor!"

When I opened the door, it turned out to be the Dong and Wei families who were closest.

Dong Jianhua smiled politely: "Tiyun, have the supplies been distributed?"

Zhong Tiyun also smiled politely and said, "That's right, we have been looking forward to it day and night, and it has finally come."

As soon as Tung Chee-hwa entered the room, he looked at the box placed in the middle of the living room, which had not yet been opened.

He glanced at the furnishings in the room again, then smiled and chatted, "I've heard that all the city government staff have been moved to a high-rise resettlement site and are using it as their government headquarters.

However, the tsunami unexpectedly passed right through that building, leaving only a handful of people alive. We all had food reserves, and when the floods first started, the government scrambled to move people and food reserves. But after the tsunami, everyone who knew about it died, and no one cared about ensuring supplies.

The troops stationed here and the remaining government personnel have now formed a temporary disaster relief team, found a place where food is stored, and are now distributing supplies."

The Zhou family had already heard all this from Qi Mingyu.

Wei Wei sighed repeatedly, "It's been a rollercoaster ride. But having food reserves means we can get relief food regularly."

As they were talking, people from several other units arrived one after another.

Everyone looked at the cardboard box in the middle of the living room with great anticipation, as if it was some very precious treasure.

Zhou Jianghai took a pair of scissors, opened the cardboard box, and revealed the supplies inside.

There were 156 packs of neatly arranged compressed biscuits, each pack containing two pieces, so each person got three packs.

There are also two 2-liter barrels of alcohol, several packs of cotton swabs, sealing bandages, and some common medicines.

Seeing that these were the only things, everyone was very disappointed.

"It's just such a small amount, what can we do with it?" one person said first in dissatisfaction.

"This should be enough supplies for three days." Qi Mingyu said.

If a person eats 6 compressed biscuits within three days, it can only meet the needs of survival and ensure that the person does not starve to death, but it is impossible to eat more and more well.

"It's better to have something than nothing." Zhou Jianghai said.

Tung Chee-hwa's gaze swept around the Zhou family's living room again.

He glanced at a family he usually lived close to, and the head of the family was the first to ask, "Wait, could it be that you hid the supplies before we arrived?"

Zhou Shuwan didn't wait for his parents to say anything. He sneered and raised his phone. "From the moment the plane arrived, to my dad and I going up to the rooftop to carry the supplies, to Uncle Dong and Dawei knocking on the door, I recorded the whole process. Anyone who suspects that my family is hiding supplies is welcome to watch it."

She first handed the phone to Qi Mingyu who was standing beside her. The latter took it, looked at it, and then handed it to the person next to him.

It only took a few minutes from the distribution of supplies to the arrival of the Zhou family.

The video was recorded clearly.

When everyone saw that there was a knock on the door downstairs before the supplies were carried to the sixth floor, they knew that the Zhou family had no time to move the supplies.

Everyone's eyes were on Tung Chee-hwa and Wei Wei.

These people were in other units, and they had to wait until they heard the sound of the plane distributing supplies before rowing over, so it took a long time.

It's normal to have some doubts.

But Dong Jianhua, Wei Wei and others rushed over so quickly, and they should have known that the Zhou family did not have time to transfer supplies. Why did they not say a word just now and let them suspect the Zhou family?

The head of the family who was the first to be criticized looked at Tung Chee-hwa with a sneer and said nothing more.

Everyone shut up in embarrassment.

Zhou Shuwan's brows were cold as he glanced at the crowd. Although his tone was light, it revealed a strong sense of deterrence: "Since our family has taken over the management of the relief supplies, you must have some confidence in us. We have already discussed that we will record the entire process every time we distribute supplies.

Today is the first time, so I won't say much. But if I encounter this kind of entanglement again, and suspect that my family is hiding supplies, my parents may be good-tempered, but the bow and arrow in my hand has no eyes! "

She casually picked up a bow and arrow from the shelf and actually threatened with force.

Everyone looked grim, but no one dared to say anything.

Zhou Shuwan's superb archery skills and ruthless demeanor spread throughout the community.

Since they didn't usually interact with each other, everyone just murmured in their hearts that the daughter of the Zhou family was too powerful, but now facing this cold threat directly, they suddenly realized how terrifying Zhou Shuwan was.

For the sake of their lives, everyone wisely remained silent.

Zhou Shuwan nodded with satisfaction upon seeing this.

She spoke directly, "Everyone who comes, take the biscuits back. There's too little alcohol, so if you don't need it urgently, keep it at the building manager's house for now. Once we have enough, we'll distribute it to everyone."

I'm sure you all trust the building manager's character. You've all seen these things and know what they are. When the time comes to distribute the supplies, if you think the quantities are wrong, feel free to raise them."

She then said to Zhou Jianghai and several of the men in charge, "Dad, uncles and aunts, please write down the quantities of these supplies and keep them for yourselves. When you divide the supplies later, you can take out a pair and be sure nothing goes wrong."

"Oh, good. Shu Wan's idea is good."

The aunt from another family gave a dry compliment.

Next, the materials were recorded and distributed in an orderly manner.

After everyone left, Zhong Tiyun closed the door and said bitterly, "This is a hot potato, and you two, father and daughter, had to grab it. You still don't deserve to be criticized!"

"Mom, then, do you want Tung Chee-hwa to be in charge of these supplies, use them to develop his own power, and then gradually swallow up our community?"

Zhong Tiyun thought of that scene and hurriedly waved her hands: "That won't do. Tung Chee-hwa is such a jerk. He's the one who's been behind all the targeting of our family lately! He's such a jerk!"

"So, even though it's a little troublesome, if we control the supplies, we also control the power of speech. The benefits outweigh the disadvantages! Didn't you see that when Wanwan suggested putting the remaining supplies at the building manager's house, Xiaoyu didn't object at all? It shows that we're right. There are some things that can't be done without fear of trouble!"

Zhou Jianghai also said: "Take the recent distribution of supplies as an example. The day it was decided that our house would receive the supplies, I went out and the neighbors I met all greeted me warmly. Their attitude was much better than before!"

"Look at you, you useless guy. Are we doing this kind of troublesome thing just to get the good attitude of our neighbors?"

"Of course not, I was just making an analogy! Anyway, if we take over this matter, it will be better than anyone else taking it over!"