And that already counted everyone alive, every age from ten to sixty, since the Descent!

Of course, some of them had died in battles with the alien races, some in the many and complicated disasters, and some in ever-changing hidden dangers.

But beyond doubt, the food disaster was always the culprit that looked insignificant yet carried almost “full responsibility.”

“Brother Su, it’s bad, this time it’s really bad!”

“Last year Wuya Prefecture wanted to push down the price of wheat to buy it up and stockpile resources to strengthen its disaster resistance, but at the time our territory dumped a huge batch of its stored grain to hold grain prices steady, and only then stabilized the situation.”

“But if a food disaster breaks out this year, our territory will surely be first in line to face it. If the Summer Harvest grain can’t make it...”

“Why don’t we... stockpile grain?”

Having no food to eat was no longer a matter of quality of life. It had suddenly become a matter of survival.

Even with the risk of the Inspectorate, Sun Quan was willing to gamble, which showed how thoroughly the surviving humans of the wasteland had been scared by hunger.

“Stockpile it. Since they’ve gotten this tense, plenty of people can probably guess that a disaster is about to arrive. As long as we don’t hoard too much, it should be fine.”

Rounding a corner, they saw that a few small shops ahead, which normally had few customers, already had long lines formed.

Seeing many people buying white flour and rice by the whole bag, Su Mo nodded silently and simply joined the line with Sun Quan.

After a while, as the line kept moving forward, it was finally the two men’s turn.

Only then did Su Mo see clearly that a wooden sign had already been set up in front of the shop, with words in black brush ink:

Maximum purchase of 30 kg of grain per person.

Price of grain per kg: 1 trade point (yuan coins not accepted for now).

Judging by how badly the ink had been washed by splashing rain, one could tell roughly that this sign had been written and left to dry yesterday, or even the day before.

It had only been brought out this afternoon when the panic buying began.

In addition, the price of grain had quietly gone up as well, by about thirty percent. It was a case where everyone knew what was going on.

“What do you want, white flour or rice?”

“White flour, please!”

Su Mo opened the game panel and linked with the shop assistant, transferring thirty trade points.

He successfully received a bag of white flour in reasonably intact packaging and with solid weight.

On the other side, Sun Quan did not try to save money either, and bought a full bag of rice.

But whether it was because his physique was not up to it, or because he resented the purchase limit, after only a few steps Sun Quan began to grimace.

“All right, I’ll help you.”

“Exercise your body more. If things really descend into chaos, a beanpole like you will probably be treated as a grain depot by others even if you do hoard food.”

They had walked less than fifty meters when Sun Quan said he needed a rest.

Seeing this, Su Mo had no choice but to walk over, pick up the bag with one hand, and carry it on his other shoulder. “Holy crap!”

“Brother Su, you’re so strong!”

Watching Su Mo carry two big bags by himself and still walk briskly,

Sun Quan wiped his eyes with a look of total disbelief.

Back when interviewing, the biggest reason he had been willing to approach Su Mo among all the candidates was that, from the outside, the two of them were almost the same build and about the same height.

The original idea had been weaklings joining forces, which was why he had shown such great goodwill.

But now, seeing the physical fitness Su Mo displayed,

by the time Sun Quan realized Su Mo had already walked more than ten meters, he let out a strange yelp and hurried to catch up. “Damn, and here I was saying we weaklings were teaming up, but Brother Su, you’re actually this strong!”

“So I’ve finally latched onto a thick thigh!”

Curiously, he reached out and felt the muscles bulging on Su Mo’s arm, and after feeling the powerful tension of the muscle fibers,

Sun Quan inexplicably became excited, which made Su Mo shiver.

“Get lost. Don’t be disgusting.”

“And since they don’t accept yuan coins, try to use up the yuan coins you’ve saved over these two days.”

“Or when they depreciate, you’ll lose big!”

“I know that, of course.” Sun Quan nodded, his attitude much better than before.

Before long, they finally reached the place where the two usually parted.

Seeing the Buddha all the way to the west, Su Mo simply kept carrying the bag and followed Sun Quan all the way to where he lived.

It was a half-finished building hidden in an alley.

The building had probably been designed with four floors, but for some reason only the first and second floors were usable now.

From the third floor up, every window was broken.

“Don’t tell me you wanted me to live up there before?”

Su Mo pointed at the third floor and looked at Sun Quan, who grinned awkwardly, picked up the bag of rice, and ran. Rubbing his nose, Su Mo could only shake his head and head toward Gutian Third Street.

When he had looked into the alley earlier from the entrance, the street Sun Quan lived on had had a bit of life to it.

But now, compared with the bustling Gutian Third Street, his place looked rather desolate. “If things really go to chaos in a few days, I’ll have Sun Quan come stay with me...”

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