This weird atmosphere in the group lasted until the eighth day when the team of three teenagers went out to search for supplies, which was the 14th day after the end of the world.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, they set off under the eyes of everyone.

But there was no news until ten o'clock in the evening. The owners asked one after another, and everyone said that they had not seen them back.

They themselves did not respond.

The owners' group discussed intermittently until three o'clock in the morning, but the three teenagers still did not come back.

It wasn't until 9 a.m. the next day that the gray car entered the community again and parked at the door of the unit.

"I saw them coming back!" Someone in the group suddenly sent a message, and then everyone went to the window and looked out.

Naturally, they also saw that there were only two people getting off the familiar gray car.

They are weak boys and lean boys.

The fat boy who lived in 502 opposite Liu Shaogang, the owner of the little gray car, did not come back together.

This time they were empty-handed, did not bring back any supplies, their clothes and hairstyle were messy, and their spirits were very low.

The two men, their clothes stained with blood, silently climbed into the second-floor corridor window and did not say a word to the group of owners after that.

Looking at their lonely and embarrassed figures, people could basically guess what happened. Some kept silent while others tried to comfort them.

But no matter what everyone said, the two teenagers never appeared in the group.

No one was worried that they would turn into zombies when their clothes were stained with blood. After all, the mysterious man said on the first day that if they were infected, they would turn into zombies within five minutes. The teenagers drove in from the gate of the community and kept waiting. It took five minutes to climb through the window and enter the unit door.

"Fortunately." Qin Miao sighed silently: "Fortunately, no one stopped the two teenagers from entering the unit door because they had blood on their bodies."

It seems that this is usually done in movies. It has more dramatic conflicts and highlights the evil of human nature.

And life is not a movie. Although it is also absurd, it is not that absurd.

Chu Xuanxuan, who also witnessed the whole process, also closed his eyes: "If that's the case, I will really be so angry that I want to kill someone."

......

Today is destined not to be a quiet day.

The fact that only two people from the boy's supply team came back in the morning was quickly mentioned again.

Because people are completely distracted by another thing.

Today is a water outage day.

At lunchtime, people whose taps weren't filling started asking each other, and panic quickly spread.

Since on the first day of the apocalypse, Qin Miao used the identity of a mysterious person to inform people in this building that the water supply was about to be cut off, so everyone stocked up more or less.

Even if some people didn't take it seriously and forgot about it, or didn't see the news at all, they were still in the minority, so the group wasn't very popular.

In the main community group, thousands of messages instantly scrolled, and they were already bombarded.

Compared with Qin Miao's building, the conditions of the residents in other buildings are really bad.

There is no "hidden master" like the [Mysterious Man] as a spiritual support, nor are there kind-hearted people like Zhang Huofeng and the trio who distribute supplies.

Ordinary residents missed the first opportunity to go out to collect supplies, and their increasingly hungry bodies made them unable to muster the courage.

Judging from the situation in the general group, there have been break-ins and robberies in Buildings 4 and 7 last week.

People are already nervous, hanging on to the glimmer of hope of "government rescue".

Now when the water suddenly stops, many people collapse directly.

Everyone knows that a water outage means that there are no personnel working to repair and maintain pipelines.

This shows that the situation outside is extremely bad, and the factories have most likely been shut down. Soon, the network and power will also be shut down.

The government is obviously unable to cope with the current situation. Even the basic living needs of residents can no longer be supplied. The so-called "rescue" is even more elusive.

And without water, electricity and the Internet, what kind of life would people live?

People in the group were speaking in almost desperate words, and no one answered the calls to the police.

Qin Miao watched silently as several groups were discussing the water supply issue. The fat boy who was probably in danger seemed to have been forgotten by everyone.

Only the owner of Unit 801, Unit , sent some text asking if the fat boy’s father was in the owner group.

Naturally no one answered, and his message was quickly drowned out.

About two hours later, Qin Miao's [Mysterious Person] account received a message from Liu Shaogang and quickly withdrew it. Qin Miao did not see the withdrawn content, and she did not ask.

Until the evening, when Qin Miao finished practicing her fighting skills, she didn't hear from Liu Shaogang again.

Waiting until midnight, the drone that Qin Miao had hidden long ago flew down from the attic on the top floor and hovered in front of the window of 502.

There were no lights on in the master bedroom of 502, and the curtains were half-open. Although the drone camera had a night vision function, it could only capture unclear figures through the glass.

A man of about 60 years old was sitting by the bedroom window, staring blankly at the white wall in front of him with a pair of dull eyes, as motionless as a sculpture.

In the living room, a boy with khaki hair was slowly picking up things scattered on the floor.

The lights were on in the living room, and the picture from the drone camera was relatively clear. Qin Miao recognized at a glance that it was the lean boy in the "threesome".

He was wearing a white round-necked short-sleeved shirt, which seemed to be the wrong size. The short-sleeved shirt fit loosely around his body.

As he bent down, half of his shoulders were exposed from the collar.

But he didn't care and just worked silently.

There were already several bulging bags of various colors piled up at the door, which looked like freshly packed garbage.

He took the last sock off the floor from the seam of the sofa and put it into a plastic basin full of dirty socks. He finally exhaled slowly, bent his knees, and sat on the floor.

He pursed his lips tightly and slowly closed his red eyes. Even though he tried to raise his head, a tear came out of his eyes and flowed down his cheek.

When the tears flowed to his lips, he seemed to finally be unable to hold on any longer. He raised his arm and wiped it hard on his face, lowered his head and began to cry uncontrollably.

His shoulders were shaking, and his hands were wiping tears on his face, not caring at all that his hands had just picked up a lot of dirty socks.

His pursed lips did not make a sound, and he cried restrained and suppressed. This was his silent memorial to his companions.

Qin Miao watched for a while and then silently controlled the drone back to the attic corner on the top floor.

She took a deep breath, frowned and rubbed her sore temples.

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