Chapter 170: Chapter 170: Distribution of Materials Chapter 170: Chapter 170: Distribution of Materials While they were chatting and laughing, the hallway beca lively—everyone started talking because the distribution of supplies was scheduled for tomorrow, and no one worried about others coming to borrow supplies from their hos anymore.
Of course, everyone shared the sa mindset, so no one would bring up the topic voluntarily; instead, there seed to be an unspoken agreent to talk about what might be included in tomorrow’s supply delivery.
So speculated that there would be at, while others disagreed, “With acid rain, where would they get fresh at?”
Still, everyone knew that the base had dried at, even if fresh at wasn’t available, so there was still a possibility.
As for vegetables, people felt more optimistic, because there were greenhouses.
When it ca to everyday items, people were less certain—after all, those who had survived the apocalypse had learned to manage without necessities. Not washing their face or hair didn’t seem like such a big deal.
At this point, those who ca out had thinned hair and a sallow complexion—nutrition was lacking, and without much oil or water in their diets, unwashed hair didn’t get oily, but rather felt like felted wool.
Gu Pan and Lu Ruisheng liked wearing hats when they went out, partly because their appearance was indeed different from the others.
Of course, there were quite a few in the base who were like them, those who were rich or powerful, mostly residing in the villa area. There weren’t many like them around here.
Early the next morning, the broadcast sounded: “Residents of No.7 Base, the supply delivery vehicles have set out. Please wait patiently. If you are sick or have urgent needs, please report them to the staff when collecting supplies using your ID. The base will address your issues according to the situation.”
Gu Pan and Lu Ruisheng got up very early. Dressed and standing by the window, they ate breakfast while watching the vehicles and base workers begin the distribution down below.
The distribution process started from the villa area and reached their location after two hours.
Their building was in a pri location, close to the villa area, so they were among the first to receive supplies.
When it ca to their building, the loudspeaker announced: “Please descend in an orderly fashion, one floor at a ti. When your floor is called, co down. This ti, there is a doctor accompanying us. If you have a dical ergency, you can seek treatnt.”
Gu Pan and Lu Ruisheng were on the fourth floor, which wasn’t the first to be called, whether counting from the top down or the bottom up, so they continued to sit by the window and watch, even though they couldn’t see much.
The staff started calling from the first floor, so Gu Pan and her floor would co later.
But one thing reassured them—the problem with the ntally unwell person’s family would be resolved now, whether an injured person or a deceased one.
When the fourth floor was finally called, Gu Pan and the others didn’t hurry. They waited until most of their neighbors had left their rooms, then followed suit.
Yang Jia heard Gu Pan and the others coming out, greeted them obediently, and then quietly followed Gu Pan.
After descending the stairs, they lined up for distribution. Gu Pan could also see all the people who lived on their floor and were ho at the ti.
Since Gu Pan and her neighbors didn’t interact much, there was no need for greetings.
But she often listened to the voices outside, so she had a general understanding of these people. After all, she lived here, and even without interactions, it was necessary to be aware of what was happening around her.
So families had all their mbers co out for the distribution, others just sent one person, and so were not at ho.
Wang Yan was at the front of the line, already receiving his supplies.
Behind him, two n chatted as they queued up. Gu Pan rembered that these two had talked about the dangers of acid rain. They looked quite ordinary, both under forty, with trusty-looking faces.
The majority of the base’s population was between twenty and fifty—these adults were physically able and, to put it bluntly, had better endurance for hunger.
Behind them were the residents of 403 and 404, neither of whom seed very imposing.
Further back, a couple stood without speaking to each other, their faces etched with mutual disgust—it was Zhang Mowen and Qin Lin, who had been arguing a few days ago.
The man, in his early thirties, was quite handso. Even after all this ti into the apocalypse, he was well-grood, no wonder he was considered good husband material.
The woman was dark and slim, not particularly attractive. Before the apocalypse, she ca from a good background and could dress up to enhance her looks. But now, during the apocalypse, she wasn’t as noticeable.
The line moved slowly forward. The free supplies included so coarse grains and a little bit of vegetables.
The items one could get with contribution points were not essentials, but those who had the money and were willing to exchange could do so.
Most people in front opted for the free supplies, but when it was Zhang Mowen’s turn, he said to Qin Lin, “Get an extra bottle of shampoo.”
Qin Lin refused, “With things as they are, what use is that? Better to ask for more food.”
Zhang Mowen’s eyes filled with hostility, “Are you trying to embarrass in public? Since when does my word not carry weight as a man?”
Qin Lin didn’t indulge him, “If you’re so capable, go make more money. As a temporary worker, without work these days, do you have any money?”
“I don’t have any, do you?”
“Why should I give you mine? You didn’t spend a penny when marrying , always asking for things from my family. Now relying on my brother…”
“Shut your mouth.”
“Why can’t I speak? Once the acid rain clears, let’s get a divorce.”
“Fine by ,” Zhang Mowen said, his tone noticeably weaker.
After Qin Lin collected the supplies, she walked back ho.
The staff seed accustod to witnessing such situations and proceeded to serve the next person.
Gu Pan and Lu Ruisheng listened to their exchange, quite speechless themselves. Gu Pan was a bit curious—how many people still carried their marriage certificates? Could divorces even be officiated with certificates now?
But that was just sothing to ponder. Would they really go out of their way to ask? Besides, it wasn’t a big deal and had nothing to do with them.
Everyone was collecting supplies now, and while nobody discussed it openly, they were all quietly thinking about it—happy to have sothing to talk about at ho, because otherwise, what would they do all day?
When it was Gu Pan and Lu Ruisheng’s turn, they used their contribution points to exchange for a modest amount of supplies—enough to live a bit better than the average person, yet not too conspicuously. This matched their status well.
Yang Jia only took the distributed items.
They didn’t need any other help, so they returned ho.
Yang Jia was comfortable talking to Gu Pan when it was just the two of them, but with Lu Ruisheng present, she was more hesitant, silently following Gu Pan. She didn’t know why, but being near Gu Pan made her feel secure, even though the other girl was only slightly older.
As they passed by unit 405, Wang Yan appeared at the door. Seeing Yang Jia, he ca out quickly, “Yang Jia, I have sothing to tell you. Wait a mont.”
Since Yang Jia was an author, one of only two in the base, many people knew her na.
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