In the past, Liang Zihao and others wandered around the neighborhood every day, looking for some food from nearby farmlands. Although after the outbreak of the end of the world, most of the crops in the farmland died, a small number of them persisted stubbornly, and these crops that survived were the food sources consumed by Liang Zihao and others.

Especially after the third heavy rain, the few surviving crops in the farmland mutated, and the fruits became several times larger, or even more than ten times larger. Therefore, even though there were not many alive crops, the fruits that finally produced saved them from eating until now.

However, even though the fruits of those crops have become many times larger and they are very saving, the food will eventually be consumed.

Just a few days ago, the harvested grain was almost eaten, and when the stored grain was consumed and the crops in the fields did not grow new fruits, they could only search nearby every day to find some scattered grain from the fields and other things that could fill their stomachs.

There is not much food left in the field, and there are not many other edible things around. In this state, the food they can find every day can only be said to be just enough for the day to eat. It is impossible to save some food.

However, after breakfast today, they were supposed to go further to find food, but after getting up, they found that it was snowing outside and it was very heavy.

Looking at the snowflakes falling from the sky, everyone present felt a sense of despair.

Not to mention how dangerous it is to run out to find food with their weak physical condition, even if they really go out, it is impossible to find food on the ground covered with such thick snow.

If they can't find food today, hunger will definitely make their bodies worse. Even if the snow stops, they may not be able to go out to find food.

Besides, even if the heavy snow stopped immediately, the snow on the ground had already piled up so deep. It is estimated that the ice and snow environment will last for many days. In other words, they will have many days to find food and can only wait to die of starvation.

"Zihao..."

Just when Liang Zihao was frowning, an old man sitting on the sofa in the living room with a thick quilt on his legs shouted at him.

"Principal Mo..."

Hearing the shouts, Liang Zihao hurried to the old man and was about to ask why the old man called him.

The old man who was called Principal Mo by Liang Zihao was once the principal of the only primary school in several nearby villages. He was also a teacher who had taught Liang Zihao a lot of knowledge and principles of dealing with people. He was also a neighbor of Liang Zihao's family.

However, before Liang Zihao could ask, Principal Mo took the initiative to tell the reason for calling him over.

"Zihao, wait and make breakfast, so don't make my food. I don't know how long it will take to make the heavy snow. I'll leave that food to you young people..."

In order to survive better, Liang Zihao and others ate a fixed amount of food every day, and the amount of food that each person can get was calculated in advance. Seeing heavy snow outside, their food was only enough for everyone to have a meal. Therefore, Principal Mo made this decision without thinking much.

It doesn't matter if he is an old man who dies. He has lived for so many years anyway, but Liang Zihao and others are still young. Even if there is only a slight hope to make them survive, Principal Mo doesn't want to give up.

"Principal Mo..."

Liang Zihao didn't expect Principal Mo to tell him this. After being shocked, he was about to speak when he saw another old man nodded.

"Old Mo said right, Zihao, it doesn't matter if we are a bunch of old men who are dead, but you can't do it. You young people are the hope for humans to pass on their inheritance. I won't have to make my own meal later!"

Now is the end of the world, and there are not many human beings left. In this case, it is the main thing to do everything possible to keep young people, and young people are the hope for human beings to continue. As for these old men, what can they do if they survive? Could it be that they can still rely on them to keep human beings going, or even save all human beings?

After the old man spoke, the remaining few old men in the room also spoke at the same time. Although the words said differently, there was only one central idea - all of them were ready to leave their own rations so that Liang Zihao and the young people would have more hope of living.

Looking at the group of skinny old people, everyone present was in silence. Liang Zihao and others were basically from the nearby villages, and they were naturally familiar with the elderly here.

There are several elderly people here. Before the outbreak of the end of the world, they were the kind of people who like to be petty and take advantage of small gains, and they seemed particularly difficult to get along with. However, at this moment, these elderly people, like other elderly people, made the decision to sacrifice themselves and let the young people survive.

However, just when everyone was in a complicated mood, a strong fragrance suddenly came into their noses.

Gulu—Gulu—

The moment I smelled the fragrance, a series of snoring sounds came from the room. There was no way, I was too hungry, and the conditions for smelling the fragrance would naturally reflect a few times.

"This taste is roasted sweet potato..."

"And roasted corn..."

"I also smelled the barbecue..."

“…”

While smelling the fragrance coming from Su Ming and the others' houses, everyone whispered to discuss the types of fragrances. At the same time, there were a few more gurgling sounds.

After frowning and pondering for a while, Liang Zihao gritted his teeth, stood up and walked towards the door.

"I'll go to the next door to ask if I can borrow some food from them!"

Although this possibility is very small, Liang Zihao still wants to try it out. What if it succeeds? Then they can hold on for a little more time and have more hope of living!

"Zihao..."

Before Principal Mo and others could say something, Liang Zihao's figure disappeared into the wind and snow all over the sky.

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Chapter completed!