Chapter 29 The Tenth Day
Frank's words immediately sparked a lively discussion in the chat group!
"What? $276 for a loaf of bread? Am I hearing this right?"
"Hey, don't inflate prices like this! I'm starting to get scared."
Some people trembled and said, "The snow disaster will pass, right? There's no need to overreact."
He sent a voice message, but his trembling tone already revealed his inner panic.
People didn't completely lose hope. Every morning, when they opened their eyes, they hoped to see the heavy snow stop, the sun rise, and life return to normal.
However, the incident where Cara and the rich second-generation Samuel Harper bought food at a high price deeply touched their already fragile nerves.
Someone pretended to be calm and said, "Are you kidding me? $276 for a loaf of bread? Do you really think it's doomsday, haha!"
"It's just that the snow is a bit heavier this year, it's not like a zombie apocalypse, you don't need to be like this!"
Steven saw this message and just smiled and shook his head.
A zombie apocalypse?
Don't compare that low-end stuff to this Frosty Apocalypse.
Although zombies are scary, they can still be fought off by humans.
However, in the face of natural disasters, fragile humans are as vulnerable as insects in the face of the forces of the universe.
They didn't even know what a terrible disaster they were facing.
Frank arrogantly said in the group, "Don't worry about it! I'm rich anyway, can't I just spend money to feel secure? If you're willing to sell, just message me, if not, forget it!"
Frank acted like he didn't care.
But Steven could see through his facade. His indifference was just a mask; in reality, he had already started to feel afraid.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have quoted $276 for a loaf of bread!
This situation wasn't hard to understand.
Although Frank was very wealthy, with a net worth of several billion dollars. In the current doomsday scenario, he couldn't even order takeout, let alone enjoy the life of the rich.
The wealthy are not necessarily kind, but they are definitely not stupid.
Realizing the seriousness of the crisis, Frank started to buy supplies from his neighbors at high prices.
Cara exclaimed, "How could you do this? We have no food at home, buying food is a matter of life and death for us."
Frank bluntly replied, "I'm not competing with you, I'm just offering a higher price. It's their freedom to sell to whoever they want. You have no say in this!"
Seeing Frank ignore her, Cara cried out in the group, "Please, everyone, help us! My daughter is only nine months old. I have no food, so I can't breastfeed her. We're all going to starve!"
In the homeowners group, there was silence in response to Cara's plea.
At this moment, the selfish side of human nature was showing very clearly.
Frank was offering $276 for a loaf of bread!
Cara's offer was only half of that.
And mind you, the average salary in Starlight City is only $690.
Who would be willing to sell their hard-earned supplies to you at a discount?
Many people started chatting with Frank privately, discussing trades.
Cara seemed to realize what was happening and continued to plead in the group, asking for help.
But still, no one spoke up, not even a word of comfort.
After all, if you engaged with Cara, she might think you were soft-hearted and then cling to you tightly!
This helpless mother cried out in despair.
She struggled to take care of herself, let alone a baby who was completely dependent on her.
In Steven's mind, memories of Cara from his past life surfaced.
His impression of Cara wasn't deep because this woman had always portrayed herself as a fragile mother.
She used this image to garner sympathy and trade for supplies to survive.
However, something was quite strange.
In Steven's memory, she and her daughter were doing just fine later on.
With this realization, Steven suddenly understood something.
This woman was definitely not as simple as she seemed; everything that seems rosy on the outside, may be dark on the inside.
Back then, she probably had her share of meat after his death.
Steven understood that being too kind in the apocalypse was the biggest factor leading to death.
So, he remained silent and chose to watch Cara coldly.
There were too many deaths in the apocalypse, and he just wanted to take care of himself. As for others, if they died, they died.
However, Cara's pleas finally had some effect.
Henry softened and eventually agreed to share some food with her.
Cara was very grateful to Henry, claiming she would never forget his kindness.
Through monitoring, Steven noticed that Frank, using his wealth, had finally bought supplies from many neighbors.
The quantity wasn't much, but it was enough for him and his girlfriend to survive for a few weeks.
Steven sneered, "This is the last vestige of power that money can exert in the apocalypse."
It probably wouldn't be long before people realized that money had turned into worthless paper, and supplies were truly valuable things!
At that time, many would probably regret selling their supplies.
One had to admit that Frank had indeed set a bad precedent in the homeowners group.
Moreover, since many owners in the entire community of 25 buildings were friends and colleagues, Frank's high-priced purchases of supplies affected everyone around him.
After he set a high price for supplies with money, everyone realized how scarce supplies were now!
Everyone held onto their supplies even tighter.
At the beginning of the snow disaster, some people would share and exchange supplies with their neighbors in a friendly manner.
But now, they became even more miserly than misers.
Even if their best friend asked to share food, they would come up with all sorts of excuses to refuse.
It's the tenth day since the Frosty Apocalypse arrived
At this moment, at Alice and Ivy's home.
Supplies had been nearly depleted.
The two, who were once picky eaters and loved high-end food, were now arguing over a loaf of bread.
The food they had bought before, and what Paul had delivered, was running low.
At this rate, they could only hold on for another week at most before starving to death!
Wrapped in blankets, the two sat on the sofa, their faces pale. On the coffee table in front of them was an open package of compressed biscuits.
Ivy glanced at the compressed biscuits and said to Alice, "Alice, this is our last package of compressed biscuits."
The pain was evident in Alice's eyes.
In the past, she wouldn't allow such coarse food to enter her delicate throat no matter what.
But now, every time she ate, she cleaned her plate, not even willing to throw away the crumbs that fell on the ground, making sure to pick them up and eat them.
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