Global Freeze : I Have an Unlimited Plug-in in the Apocalypse

Not long after Wang Yong left the group, there was an @all message in the main group.

Property Manager Wang Yong: "@everyone, in response to the country's call, our property management is now providing each owner with a daily supply package to help everyone get through the cold wave."

Property Manager Wang Yong: "Although there is still some food in the warehouse, there are too many owners, so the amount of food that can be provided daily will not be much. However, starting today, we will distribute it every day at noon. We hope all owners can understand and be considerate."

Building 9 Li Caihua: "Thank you, Property Management. Thank you, Manager Wang."

Building 7 Liu Song: "Thank you, Property Management. Thank you, Manager Wang. I'm so grateful; you've given me hope to live."

Building 4 Zhang Shang: "Thank you, Property Management. Thank you, Manager Wang. May I ask if I can collect it now? I'm almost starving to death."

Building 12 Tao Li: "Thank you, Property Management. Thank you, Manager Wang. Does the property management need help? If you're too busy, I can come over and assist."

Building 15 Li Yu: "Manager Wang, I can also come over and help."

...........

Liang Yu saw that it was all flattery and words of thanks; the rest were people who wanted to help or join the property management.

Liang Yu could hear their schemes even from inside the Doomsday Fortress.

But Liang Yu was indeed very happy.

He looked at the message from Wang Yong.

"Liang Yu, you didn't expect this, did you? I can still do this. Don't worry, your share of supplies won't be there, and you won't have a chance to get it. Enjoy the rest of your time."

Liang Yu was even too lazy to reply to Wang Yong.

Wang Yong didn't know that no matter whether he chose to give food only to the owners of Building 9 or to all owners, all of this was within Liang Yu's calculations.

If the owners of Building 9 were given food, it wouldn't be just once; they would continue to ask for more after finishing it, and it's possible that the supplies they demanded would increase each time.

Wang Yong would never allow such a situation. Although this would consume much less material, being manipulated would eventually expose him.

Thinking of this, Liang Yu couldn't help but admire his decisiveness and courage.

Rather than being exposed, it was better to take the initiative into his own hands. Wang Yong understood that the property management with so few people could not contend with so many owners.

So he used daily distribution of supplies to appease people's hearts, and the quantity of supplies was controlled by him. Even if he gave little, most owners would always compromise. If you don't want it, you don't get it.

If you want more, Wang Yong also has reasons not to give it to you. He told you from the beginning that this is for the long term, for everyone to survive. As long as most owners have no objections during this period, whoever dares to jump out will incur public wrath.

Liang Yu understood Wang Yong's little schemes, but Wang Yong missed one crucial detail.

That was that Liang Yu had taken most of his supplies, leaving only the first portion, with the rest being empty boxes.

This also destined that Wang Yong's large consumption of supplies would not last long.

Liang Yu was not foolish; of course, he would wait patiently at this time.

Anyway, as long as Wang Yong couldn't provide food to the owners that day, he would just wait to be backfired upon.

Meanwhile, in the main group, all owners saw the message posted by the property management in the general group.

Especially after seeing that supplies would definitely be provided, their hatred for Li Dama had already reached its peak.

This also meant that what Liang Yu said was true: Li Dama had been taking the property management's food but had not shared it with them.

At this point, no matter how Li Dama explained it in the group, it had no effect at all.

Li Dama herself was bewildered; she had no idea about the warehouse at all.

Wu Chusheng repeatedly confirmed with Li Dama at this time.

"Mom, did our family really not get the supplies from the property management?"

Li Dama was already crying with grievance at this point.

"Son, we really didn't. I had no idea about any of this."

"Liang Yu, that little beast, is lying. Go downstairs and kill him for me. Avenge your mother."

Wu Chusheng was a bit troubled at this time. After a night, he and his three other subordinates all felt a sense of weakness in their bodies.

This made them rest very early last night.

The subordinate whose hand was cut off by Liang Yu, because no one took care of him, froze to death in the early morning. His body is currently placed on their balcony.

Thinking of this, Wu Chusheng also gnashed his teeth in hatred for Liang Yu, but at this moment, his head began to feel a little dizzy.

Wu Chusheng quickly leaned against the wall.

"Mom, do you still have any fever reducers here? I might have a fever. I feel weak all over and a bit dizzy now."

The other subordinate also chimed in.

"Yes, Auntie, we also feel a bit weak now, probably a fever. Give us some fever reducers too."

At this moment, Wu Chi came out with the medicine box and placed a box of fever reducers in front of them.

"This is the last box of fever reducers at home. We still have some cold medicine; you can mix them and take them."

It was also at this moment that Li Dama seemed to remember something.

She quickly went into the room, took out a notebook, and flipped through it.

If she remembered correctly, there was a doctor in their building.

She flipped page after page, but couldn't find the information she wanted. Li Dama was almost dying of anxiety.

At this moment, Wu Daye snatched the notebook from Li Dama's hand, put on his reading glasses, and looked at it.

In a short while, he found the doctor in this building.

Wu Daye quickly placed it in front of Li Dama, but after seeing it, Li Dama retreated a few steps.

802 Huang Qiushi, Dr. Huang.

But the family living at 801 across the hall was the two brothers, Zhang Bohai and Zhang Bolang.

Li Dama felt a chill of fear just seeing their names, remembering the guns in their hands.

But Wu Daye didn't care about any of that. He put on a few more layers of clothes and walked towards the door.

"My dear, you take good care of our son and the others. I'm going to invite Dr. Huang over now."

Li Dama ultimately said nothing and just watched Wu Daye leave.

Meanwhile, in 801 on the 8th floor, the Zhang brothers were currently enjoying the food they had snatched from Li Dama.

A bowl of hot instant noodles with a sausage was already very comforting to them.

After quickly finishing the instant noodle soup, the two began to discuss their thoughts.

Zhang Bolang spoke to his older brother.

"Brother, let's go and rob the property management's warehouse. There's so much food in there. As long as it's in our hands, how comfortable our lives would be during this time."

Zhang Bohai looked at his brother, who spoke without thinking, and was helpless.

"Use your pig brain to think. If we act now and rob it, can we hold onto it afterwards?"

"Why did they choose to distribute food? Isn't it because they're afraid they can't hold out against so many owners, so they're using this method?"

"Do you think we two can hold onto it? Just two hunting rifles and some ammunition?"