Rebirth at the end of the world: I built a steel fortress

Hearing Gan Ding's question, the villagers cried one after another.

"It's not what we want. Otherwise we can't survive. Please let us go..."

"Yeah, if it weren't for the bad world, who would do this in order to survive?"

"We are just ordinary villagers. We have no choice but to go out of our way..."

Wu Yue suddenly took two steps forward and looked at them intently: "Who came up with the idea of ​​cannibalism? Who is your leader?"

As soon as Wu Yue finished speaking, it was as if a switch had been turned off. Everyone fell silent, as if they were afraid of being noticed.At this time, the old woman walked a few steps on her knees and came to kowtow in front of Wu Yue.

"I came up with the idea, and they all listened to me. It's all my fault..." The old woman begged for mercy in a hoarse voice.

Wu Yue sneered and looked at the few people who were finally captured. These people were kneeling at the end of the crowd. Among them was a middle-aged man with a black face. Wu Yue's eyes were fixed on him.

"If I guess correctly, he is the leader of your group."

The faces of the people kneeling on the ground changed immediately. The dark middle-aged man also pointed at himself with fear in his eyes: "Me? Me, I stutter when I speak, I..."

Wu Yue was too lazy to listen to his sophistry. When the mother-in-law acted before, her clear eyes would glance at him from time to time, waiting for his signal.Moreover, this mother-in-law looks to be 80 years old. She is an absolutely vulnerable group and cannot survive in such an environment without relying on young people.

The swarthy middle-aged man was still panicking and quibbling, but Wu Yue looked at him: "Are you Peng Munong's brother?"

The middle-aged man suddenly shut up and looked at Wu Yue with a bit of shock in his eyes. Wu Yue knew by looking at his expression that he had guessed correctly.Because when he asked who Peng Munong's brother was before, several people couldn't help but almost glance in his direction.

However, some people still looked at him. There were only two possibilities. The first was that Peng Munong's brother was dead. As the leader, everyone wanted to ask him how to answer. The second was that he was Peng Munong's brother.

Wu Yue had paid attention to him. Although his temperament and personality were completely different from Peng Munong's, there were still some facial similarities between his eyebrows.

"Tell me, why are you doing this? You are all smart people. You know that pretending to be pitiful is of no use to us. We are in the end of the world. Just save it." Wu Yue's emotionless voice sounded.

Peng Wucai, Peng Munong's brother, suddenly changed his expression, his dark face looked gloomy, and his eyes darkened.He slowly stood up from the crowd of kneeling people, rubbed his knees, his eyes became cold and said: "Yes, I am Peng Wucai."

Zhang Ding's brows jumped, and he felt dumb. He thought that if Peng Fennong knew about this, how could he accept that his brother had even eaten human flesh?No wonder he said his brother was not a good person.

Wu Yue raised his eyebrows with an expression of "Let's give it to you." Peng Wucai was a bachelor this time. He spread his hands and said, "Didn't you see it? We have no food to eat. What will the children eat if we don't eat?"

Wu Yue's face darkened, thinking of the child whose lower body was amputated and without any signs of life, he asked, "Whose family does that child belong to?"

Peng Wucai sneered. Before he could answer, Wu Yue heard a cry. The sound was so deep that it seemed to be overflowing from his chest. He turned around and saw that the old woman from before had a face of deep sorrow and almost fell to the ground. .

The young man who assassinated Wu Yue before rushed over in a panic and supported her: "Grandma..."

The young man went to see Wu Yue and said through gritted teeth, "That's my brother."

The young man's eyes were full of unwillingness and confusion, as if he hated him but didn't know who he hated.Wu Yue did not eat his brother. Even though these people came with ferocity and ferocity, they did not really hurt anyone here.

He said that if they hated Peng Wucai, if Peng Wucai hadn't gathered them together, they might have been bitten by zombies long ago and turned into monster-like things.

His family just had bad luck. When all the food was cut off and everyone had no way to survive, what else could they eat except eating people?It was snowing and cold, and there wasn't even a fly, so the villagers decided to draw lots to see whose house they would start with, but his family was unlucky and got that lot...

Therefore, the young man didn't know who to blame, he could only blame the world.

Looking at this human tragedy, Gan Ding could not help but ask the old woman: "Then since it is your grandson who is eating, why do you go out to take the blame for him and pretend to be the one who came up with the idea?"

Gan Ding really didn't understand in his heart. If it were him, the worst he could do was charge forward and exchange one life for another. Why should he take the blame for others?

Obviously, the young man didn't understand either. Although he didn't hate Peng Wucai with all his heart, he definitely couldn't be said to be without any anger. He was just helpless.

The old woman's eyes were numb and her face was filled with tears: "The parents of these grandchildren are working in Hangzhou, and we are the only three people in the village who depend on each other. The disaster happened suddenly, and we don't know whether their parents are alive or dead. I am an old woman, how can I Can you protect them? What can you do to protect them..."

The young man couldn't help but his eyes turned red: "Grandma, I don't blame you. It's my brother's bad luck. He was chosen by lot..."

Speaking of this, the old woman's whole body trembled violently, and her numb eyes suddenly became focused. She slowly and numbly turned her head to Peng Wucai. Peng Wucai saw her eyes and turned away with a blue face.

The old woman made a shrill voice from her chest, and her eyes were filled with anger: "It's him, he's the murderer! It's not a lottery at all..."

The young man looked at Peng Wucai in confusion and then at his grandma, as if he didn't understand what was going on.

The old woman was heartbroken and crying, and then she told the story in a plaintive voice.

The old woman’s surname was Dong, and everyone called her Mrs. Dong. When the natural disaster came, the village helped each other a few days ago. Two days later, everyone realized the importance of inventory, so each household closed its doors. Later, some of the houses did not have much inventory. People start asking for things from others, and if they don't come, they rob them.

In the village, Mrs. Dong's family was the only one without men and no strong labor force. This kind of family must be the first to suffer. Later, everyone saw that this could not go on and every household did not dare to sleep, so Peng Wucai said that everyone should be gathered together and all the food should be eaten. Put it together and get through it together.

Everyone agrees, even if there are people who disagree, there is nothing you can do, because once others join forces, you will be the first to become prey.

Everyone gathered all the food at home, and life was good for a few days at first. But soon, food began to run out, and everyone's food was restricted. Later, the food became less and less, and the amount of food given to everyone was barely enough to satisfy their hunger. Mrs. Dong and her two grandsons began to be bullied.