The base finally quieted down.
After taking a hot shower, changing into clean clothes, and lying on the bed without the smell of blood and decay, the crowd who had been noisy all day gradually fell asleep.
The lights on all buildings have been turned off, leaving only the faint incandescent light in the convenience store at the end of the street and the management hall, reflecting Liora's thin back.
She could not sleep at all.
She stood behind the counter, frowning slightly, her eyes fell on the floating system interface in front of her.
The shelves were empty. The instant noodles that were originally piled high now only have a lonely row at the bottom. A few hours ago, a group of survivors rushed into the store excitedly and almost cleared out everything. More than 30 packs of noodles were snatched up in just ten minutes. The last girl to leave turned back and asked her,
"Are there any more? Can you leave one for me?"
She could only shake her head.
She was powerless.
