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

Wu Jue felt disgusted the moment he heard Wu Daye's words.

Just as he was about to kick Wu Daye away, the door of 1201 opened.

Song He, who lived in 1201, walked out and looked at the two of them.

"What are you two making a fuss about here?"

As soon as Wu Daye saw someone coming, he immediately knelt in front of Wu Jue.

"Little Wu, please be kind and help an old man out."

Seeing Wu Daye kneeling, Wu Jue showed no signs of softening, instead looking at Song He who had come out from the opposite door.

"Why are you looking at me? Come lend a hand and throw this old geezer out."

Seeing that Song He was still unmoved, he added fuel to the fire.

"Have you forgotten what Li Dama did? She secretly went to collect supplies without telling us; this old geezer must also be involved."

It was at this moment that Wu Daye quickly spoke.

"I won't let you work for nothing. As long as you go and treat my son, I'll give you two packs of instant noodles."

Hearing about food, Song He's eyes gleamed with greed as he stared intently at Wu Daye.

Without saying anything more, he went straight back to his room.

At this point, Wu Jue no longer resisted.

"Old geezer, if you had said so earlier, none of this would have happened."

"But let me make it clear first, you'll have to prepare the medicine yourselves. I'm a veterinarian, so I don't have medicine for humans."

"Also, it must be at least five packs of instant noodles, otherwise I'm not going. Of course, you can also go find Dr. Huang."

Wu Daye did not refute Wu Jue's demands.

"Alright, but since you're asking for more, then please check on the others as well, though the main priority is my son."

And so, the two reached a consensus.

In room 1102 on the other side, two women huddled together for warmth.

One of them was Huang Qiushi, Dr. Huang, whom Li Dama was looking for, and the other was Zhou Kexin, the owner of room 1102 and a professor at a renowned university.

Zhou Kexin saw the message in the group chat and said to Huang Qiushi beside her.

"Look, the person Li Dama is looking for has shown up in the group."

Huang Qiushi glanced at the group message, unconcerned.

"Li Dama is so hateful, I don't care. If it weren't for your ample food reserves here, I would have starved to death long ago."

"I am a person first, and then a doctor."

"Hunger is making me barely human; how can I be a doctor later?!"

"Doctors also need to rest, eat, and sleep. How is a doctor not a person!!!"

Seeing Huang Qiushi getting more and more agitated, Zhou Kexin quickly used a small biscuit to silence her.

"Eat something, talk less, and save some energy to get through this period. We don't have much food left at home. We need to be frugal from now on. Who knows when this terrible weather will end."

After finishing the small biscuit Zhou Kexin handed over, Huang Qiushi leaned in closer and teased.

"You're a great professor, a high-level intellectual. Is there anything you don't know?"

The two leaned even closer, seemingly warmer.

"Stop that. Seriously, let's quickly reinforce the door again. At least block the entrance with some large furniture and appliances."

"Ever since I saw that killing video, I've felt increasingly uneasy these past two days."

"It's been so long, and the public security office's phone is unreachable. We hardly get any news from the outside world. Except for the Penguin communication software, many apps are unusable, probably because the server is having problems."

Hearing Zhou Kexin say this, Huang Qiushi also felt afraid.

However, at this moment, she bravely comforted Zhou Kexin.

"Don't panic, don't panic. Your compound bow archery skills are enough to protect yourself and me."

Zhou Kexin rolled her eyes at Huang Qiushi's words.

"Are you stupid from studying medicine? You want me to use a compound bow in this small space? Haven't you heard that a gun is faster beyond seven steps?"

At this point, Huang Qiushi quickly answered.

"I know that! Within seven steps, a gun is both accurate and fast!!"

Zhou Kexin reached out and tapped Huang Qiushi's head.

"You, oh."

She truly had no temper when it came to this good friend.

At this moment, Zhou Kexin suddenly thought of someone.

Lan Ling, who lived next door to her. Zhou Kexin had visited her school and taught her a few classes.

And occasionally, she would run into her in the community afterward.

This person was considered one of her students, and Zhou Kexin had a good impression of Lan Ling.

So Zhou Kexin told Huang Qiushi her idea.

"Qiuqiu, I have something to discuss with you; I want to ask for your opinion."

"You know the resident next door, right? She's my student, and I'd like to ask her to move in with us."

Huang Qiushi pondered for a moment.

"Let's not talk about that yet. How do you know your student is still alive? It's been so many days, and I haven't heard a single sound from next door."

"To put it harshly, she might have frozen to death when the cold wave came. Even if not, she probably starved to death."

"Otherwise, why hasn't there been any news from her in the group for so many days?"

Zhou Kexin knew that Huang Qiushi's words meant a high probability of this happening.

But she still retorted.

"Qiuqiu, why can't she be like us?"

After saying this, she noticed Huang Qiushi staring at her, and her confidence dwindled.

Finally, Huang Qiushi sighed helplessly.

"Let's contact her first. It's not going to solve anything by just talking here; it's still uncertain if the other person is alive."

"Even if she's alive, whether she agrees to join us is another matter."

"Most importantly, you just said it yourself, our food is running low."

Zhou Kexin nodded, agreeing with Huang Qiushi's statement, then added.

"Food is indeed running low. There are about 8 boxes of biscuits left, probably 2 boxes of instant noodles, and 3 cans of dehydrated vegetable jerky. The meat and fruit canned goods combined aren't even 5 boxes. It's really not much."

Huang Qiushi's face was covered in black lines when she heard this.

Her voice even rose.

"You call this 'not much food'??! ! !"

Zhou Kexin, on the other hand, was full of grievance.

"It really isn't much. These were all sent to me by my family in the north, and this is all that's left. You don't know that they used to send me food ten boxes at a time."

Huang Qiushi finally stopped refuting Zhou Kexin. She had already realized that their units of measurement were completely different.

Here, she basically used units like one pack, one can, or one dozen.

Who knew that Zhou Kexin, from the north, used boxes as her unit of quantity!!

Although there were large and small boxes, Huang Qiushi believed that northern boxes wouldn't be small at all.

Especially since she had heard of one thing.

In the north, no matter how much you disparaged the food as unpalatable or tasteless, most restaurant owners would just smile it off, not caring in the slightest.

However, if you dared to say in their establishment, 'Ugh, this place's portion is so small, I can't get full at all.'

The owner of the restaurant would make you eat until you couldn't stand up before letting you leave.