Doomsday: I'm really not a bandit

The school broadcasting range is getting smaller and smaller. Obviously, many speakers should be destroyed by zombies.

The students in the dormitory either went to the cafeteria or died on the road. Of course, there are also those who dare not go out and are still hiding in the dormitory. Such people should generally have some food in their hands.

There are also some people who are forced to hide in other places like Zhao Kun and his friends.

However, despite this, many people still entered the cafeteria.

At this time, the cafeteria door was locked, and all the glass windows were sealed with newspapers, so no one could see what was going on inside.

In the cafeteria, there was a large crowd of people, as messy as a vegetable market, with constant crying and noise.

The school leaders kept maintaining order, but a group of students on the verge of collapse could not listen at all.

Above, the principal looked at the statistics with a grim expression.

There are more than 30,000 teachers and students in the school, but now less than 2,000 people have arrived at the cafeteria. How can he accept this?

"Are there any living people who haven't come yet?" the principal asked.

"Of course there are, but the cafeteria is full of zombies now, and even if there are, they can't come in." A director sighed.

"Oh." The principal sighed deeply: "Forget it, let's serve the students first, they are probably starving."

"Okay."

Soon, the dishes were brought to the window, and a group of people stopped crying after seeing the food, and then rushed to squeeze in.

"Students, don't squeeze, line up, everyone has it!" The principal took out a loudspeaker and shouted.

However, at this time, these students were so hungry that they couldn't stand it. When they saw the food, how could they listen? Some people even climbed up to the windowsill to grab it.

In desperation, the principal could only let the cafeteria aunt take the food away.

The students finally came to their senses and lined up obediently.

The cafeteria aunt brought the food up again.

Soon, the people in the front of the line looked at the dishes on the plates with excitement..

"This...this...this, I want them all, and add more rice."

However, the cafeteria aunt did not do as he asked, but scooped a spoonful of rice and a spoonful of potatoes for him and looked at the next one.

"What do you mean? I have money in my meal card, you can just swipe it for a day."

"That's right, this little is not enough for anyone."

For a while, the whole cafeteria was noisy again.

"Students, be quiet, be quiet!" The principal took out the loudspeaker and shouted again

"I know everyone is hungry, but you can see that we are now experiencing the most difficult and darkest moment in human history, and food is very scarce.

We don't know when the rescue will arrive, but we must always believe that the country will definitely not give up on us.

We should save some food now, so that we can eat more for a few days and have more hope to wait for the arrival of rescue."

Hearing the principal's words, everyone gradually quieted down, and obviously understood this truth.

Soon, the students who received the food sat down and began to wolf it down. Perhaps it was the first time that they felt that the school food was so delicious after being in school for so long.

Many people even licked the plates clean after eating, because they were really not full.

The principal looked at the students who were eating voraciously below, and said to the uncle in the cafeteria: "If we calculate based on the current number of people, how long can the rice and vegetables in the cafeteria last?"

The uncle thought for a while and said: "Rice can be eaten for about seven or eight days if it is saved, but vegetables are easy to spoil. When we buy, we usually buy the same day. Although the number of people has decreased greatly now, many vegetables cannot be kept for long. It is estimated that they can only be eaten for three or four days."

Hearing the uncle's words, the principal frowned. He was not sure when the rescue would come. If the rescue did not come when the food was eaten, he could not imagine the consequences.

"Cook less in the future and try to prolong the time."

"Okay."

The uncle nodded, also frowning, it seems that he can only cook porridge.

In the library..

More than 30 people sat on the ground weakly.

Although they escaped from the zombies, they still had to face the problem of hunger. There was nothing to eat in the library.

At this time, the zombies were still outside, and they had no way to get out in a short time. Many people felt a little regretful. If they had known this, they would have stayed in the dormitory.

At this moment, a "sizzling" sound was heard, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

I saw Curly Hair

Holding a bag of instant noodles in his hand, he just opened it and was about to eat it, when he suddenly felt that the atmosphere around him was not right. He looked up in a daze and immediately saw the fiery eyes around him.

"What are you doing?" Curly said weakly.

"So you still have food, share some with me."

"That's right, we are all classmates, we should help each other."

A group of people slowly approached Curly while talking.

Seeing this posture, Curly said a little scared: "I... I only have this one bag."

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people rushed over and snatched the instant noodles in his hand directly, and even searched his backpack and his whole body.

"What are you doing? You can't do this, it's mine." Curly shouted.

However, at this time, the crowd couldn't hear his shouting at all. Those who had accused others of snatching classmates' things at the beginning turned into hungry wolves, almost grabbing Curly from head to toe.

The other three people in dormitory 708 were also preparing to eat something. Seeing this scene, they quickly hid themselves.

However, their little action was soon seen by others. Suddenly, those who did not grab anything rushed towards them.

Soon, the three of them followed the footsteps of Curly Hair and were directly robbed.

"It's what you deserve!" Seeing this scene, Lao Hei and Shou Hou were very relieved.

"I didn't expect that they still had food." Zhao Kun laughed.

Although they did not go up to grab, they did not help either. They just watched quietly.

"This is human nature." Zhao Kun sighed, and then took out a piece of bread from his backpack and started to eat.

His actions instantly attracted those who did not grab anything.

Seeing these guys approaching him, Zhao Kun directly picked up the blood-stained iron pipe and looked at them coldly and said:

"Try to get closer!?"

The crowd stopped immediately, looking at the iron pipe in Zhao Kun's hand with some fear, and the red blood on the iron pipe restrained their desire.

They were sure that the man in front of them would really kill people.

Seeing that they didn't dare to come forward, Zhao Kun started eating in front of everyone.

Lao Hei and Shou Hou also took out some food. They were also very hungry after fighting all the way.

Although these people looked at the food in their hands greedily, no one dared to come up.

Seeing this scene, the curly-haired people were immediately in tears. Isn't this obviously bullying the weak and fearing the strong?