Chapter 429

The survivors inside the building were alarmed and cautiously peeked out through the cracks in their doors.

Lin Qianhuan took out the rice porridge she had cooked in her space, along with a large pot of plump, white steamed buns.

She had kneaded the dough with her mental power when she was bored, so they were guaranteed to be delicious.

“Everyone, come quickly! One bowl of rice porridge and two steamed buns per person!

Line up in an orderly fashion, no fighting or pushing, there’s enough for everyone!

Anyone caught fighting or cutting in line will be immediately disqualified, and won’t get any in the future!”

The hallway was already spacious, and with the windows tightly closed, her voice echoed inside, reaching the ears of every survivor in the building.

“What? Did I hear that right? Rice porridge and steamed buns?”

“Am I dreaming? I think I really smell something fragrant, did you smell it?”

“It’s not a dream, someone is really giving out steamed buns and rice porridge! Everyone, hurry up and line up!”

Suddenly, all the residents in the building reacted, and the heavy security doors were thrown open, the sound of footsteps especially chaotic.

Song Yan stood at the entrance of the first-floor passage, shouting at the top of his lungs, “Don’t push, don’t fight!

If anyone dares to jostle, push, or snatch other people’s food, don’t even think about getting a single grain of rice from now on!

Did you hear me!”

Song Yan had a volatile temper, but his fists were exceptionally hard.

Most of the survivors in the base were afraid of him. With him around, no matter how excited they were, they wouldn’t dare to act recklessly.

For a time, the residents consciously quieted down and lined up in order to receive the rice porridge and steamed buns.

They inhaled the fragrance in the air with a slightly intoxicated expression, feeling that it was all somewhat unreal.

These were the most common things before the apocalypse, things that every household could eat every day, but now they were more precious than gold.

The round and plump grains of rice, the thick rice soup, and the fragrant, white steamed buns stimulated their saliva glands to secrete non-stop.

As soon as the steamed buns and rice soup were in their hands, they stuffed them into their mouths without hesitation.

Everyone chewed frantically, and even if they were choked until their eyeballs bulged, no one dared to spit it out.

What a joke, everyone knew how precious food was now. If they saved it and didn’t eat it themselves, countless people would want to “help” them eat it.

Instead of letting it fall into someone else’s stomach, it was better to eat it themselves, at least it could fill their bellies.

Lin Qianhuan was responsible for distributing the food, Jiang Xing stamped the hands, and Song Yan maintained order.

Even though there were only three of them, the efficiency was still quite high.

“Hey, you’ve already received one.”

Lin Qianhuan’s action of handing out steamed buns suddenly stopped, and she looked up at the particularly thin man in front of her, her eyebrows furrowing tightly.

The man was suddenly caught, and there was a moment of panic, but he quickly regained his composure.

He tremblingly raised his hand, “You must be mistaken, I haven’t received anything at all.

Look, there’s no stamp on the back of my hand.”

Lin Qianhuan fixed her eyes on it, and indeed, it was black and dirty, full of various stains, but the bright red circle was nowhere to be seen.

She chuckled lightly, her face suddenly turning cold, and she threw the soup spoon in her hand back into the pot without hesitation.

“What kind of Superpower user are you?

Using tricks in front of me? Do you really think you can fool everyone?”

Lin Qianhuan’s eyes were covered by a white mist, and in the next instant, the man suddenly wailed, and a blood-red circle suddenly appeared on the back of his hand.

“These little tricks of yours are completely useless in the eyes of a mental Superpower user.”

Alarmed, Song Yan walked over, and the man suddenly began to tremble, his legs weakening as he began to beg for mercy.

“I was wrong! Base Leader, I really know I was wrong!

I’m just too hungry, I haven’t eaten in too long, please let me go, there will definitely not be a second time!

Please, I will really change!”

He kowtowed frantically on the ground, and blood soon overflowed, the scene slightly frightening.

Song Yan indifferently grabbed his collar, dragged him out of the line, and threw him into a corner.

He picked up the green stamp that Lin Qianhuan had given him and pressed it hard on the back of the man’s hand.

“From now on, you won’t get any of the meals distributed every day.

I told you, it was your own fault for not listening, so don’t blame me.”

After speaking, Song Yan turned and left, not leaving the man a second glance.

The line instantly became much shorter, Lin Qianhuan snorted coldly and continued to distribute the food.

Sometimes, you have to be a little ruthless. Killing the chicken to scare the monkeys is useful.

If she really let this man off, the other survivors would definitely follow suit and unscrupulously use various means to receive a second serving of food.

If she wanted to control them at that time, it would probably be difficult.

The news spread quickly, and the survivors in other areas of Starfall Base soon received the news.

Their first reaction was disbelief, and most people were questioning the truth of the news.

In a residential building in District 2, a man with a scar on the corner of his eye was sitting on the sofa, gnawing on a dark green cornbread.

“Rice porridge? White steamed buns?

Really? Where did Song Yan get these things from?”

A man was standing beside him, his hair hadn’t been taken care of for a long time, and it covered his eyebrows, making him look particularly gloomy.

“It’s true, I went to see it, the residents in District 1 are already eating it.

It shouldn’t be long before it gets to District 2.

The food probably wasn’t obtained by Song Yan, I saw that it was provided by a woman, a new face, I haven’t seen her in the base before.”

The scarred man was a little surprised, he looked down at the cornbread in his hand, and then threw it aside like trash.

“Is that the woman who came to Starfall Base in a helicopter?”

The long-haired man nodded, “Yes, it’s her.”

The scarred man walked to the window and reached out to tighten his cotton coat, “That woman came from Kyoto Base.

Tsk, in that case, wouldn’t Yan Nange and Song Yan know that I’ve been embezzling supplies?”

The long-haired man thought for a moment and then said, “It shouldn’t be the case, right?

With Song Yan’s impatient temperament, if he knew, he would definitely come to our door to settle the score.

But he hasn’t made any moves at all, so he probably hasn’t received the news yet.”

The scarred man shook his head, “Song Yan is impatient, but Yan Nange isn’t.

Regardless of whether Song Yan knows about this or not, we have to prepare in advance, just in case.

Otherwise, I can’t handle Song Yan, that mad dog, when he starts biting.”

“Brother Feng, I don’t think we need to worry too much.

Song Yan doesn’t have any evidence in his hands, he can’t just come to your door to cause trouble, right?”

Hearing the long-haired man say this, Zhang Gaofeng sighed and shook his head helplessly.

“Alas, I wish he would.

If Song Yan really disregarded everything and came to beat me up, he wouldn’t even think about staying in Starfall Base, the residents’ spit would drown him.

But I’m just afraid that he has other plans. If we really fall into his trap, it will probably be too late to regret it.”

He lowered his eyes, looking at his slightly rough but frostbite-free hands, “Wang Le, what do you think?”

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