Rebirth: I Am Super Rich in Apocalypse
Chapter 113: Counting Survivors

Chapter 113: Chapter 113: Counting Survivors

Jhiang Yuan dressed Xiao Nuan in several layers before letting her get out of the bedcovers.

Qin Yue and Jhiang Xingzhi were busy in the kitchen, and they were very happy to see the mother and daughter get up.

"Sweetie, hurry up and wash your hands; breakfast will be ready soon," Qin Yue said.

"Okay!" Xiao Nuan replied.

Today’s breakfast was handmade noodles in soup, steaming hot.

Xiao Nuan enjoyed her meal very much, feeling warm and cozy.

"Mom and Dad, it’s really cold today. Let’s all wear more clothes so we don’t catch a cold.

It would be troublesome if we got sick," she said.

Even if she hadn’t mentioned it, Jhiang Xingzhi had been planning to remind everyone too.

"Yes, it’s minus twenty degrees during the day now.

Last night, it probably dropped to below minus thirty degrees.

In the past, this kind of cold would have been deadly."

His words made everyone fall silent.

In the past, heating facilities were scarce; people in the north used to heat their homes with a coal-heated bed or charcoal brazier.

Also, living conditions were poor and there weren’t as many warm, thick clothes available.

People freezing to death in the winter was common.

Later, as material conditions rapidly improved, many people forgot about those times decades ago.

But now, they were trapped in Lushan Garden.

The underfloor heating was no longer working; this winter, there were no heating measures.

Unlike in the countryside where they could still heat a kang.

Last night’s weather alone could have frozen many to death.

Xiao Nuan, unaware of what had happened, noticed everyone looking upset and immediately called out to her mom.

"What’s wrong, Xiao Nuan?" Jhiang Yuan asked.

"More..."

The little girl passed her teddy bear bowl to her mother, and Jhiang Yuan happily filled it up with more food.

Eating more would help her grow.

No one said it out loud, but everyone felt uneasy.

At the same time, they felt incredibly lucky to have a home with heating and plenty to eat.

At this point, they were also grateful to Jiang Yuan.

Worried her mom might start talking about marriage again, she used the excuse to check the corridor and quickly slipped away.

It seemed that insisting on marriage was etched into the DNA of parents.

If you were single, you couldn’t escape this fate.

"Wow, it’s so cold!" she exclaimed upon stepping out.

The biting cold made her instinctively pull her clothes closer.

Seeing the batting equipment, she felt an itch to practice and decided to do so.

No sooner said than done, her physical condition was still not up to par.

About five minutes later, Song Yi came out with Little One.

He was wearing a military coat, identical to the one Jhiang Xingzhi had on.

"Practicing?" he asked.

"Yes, just warming up. Otherwise, it’s too cold," she replied.

"Okay, I’ll join you for a bit of practice then," Song Yi said.

Song Yi observed from the side, occasionally offering reminders to Jhiang Yuan. The two got along quite harmonically.

After about half an hour, they were warmed up and the coats felt too hot to wear.

Jhiang Yuan wanted to take hers off, but Song Yi stopped her.

"It’s fine, you won’t catch cold. I’m wearing a lot!"

"Shh, someone’s coming," Song Yi said, placing his finger on his lips to signal silence and then stealthily moved toward the doorway of the corridor.

Alright, it turned out she might have been overly concerned, feeling a bit embarrassed.

Jhiang Yuan didn’t dare to hesitate and quickly followed him.

Indeed, there was a noise, and not a small one.

Listening to the footsteps, there seemed to be at least four or five people.

They were coming up, heading for the twenty-first floor.

"Jhiang Yuan, Song Yi, are you there?"

It was Sun Yian, and he was knocking on the door.

Song Yi looked at her and shook his head; Jhiang Yuan got the signal.

Both of them remained silent, not saying a word.

Sun Yian did not stop; he called out once more.

A person next to him, hearing no response, struck up a conversation.

"Could they be frozen to death, not making any noise?"

"Yeah, why don’t we break the door and go in to check?"

They probably had their eyes on their supplies, yet spoke so refinedly.

Sun Yian put on a more sanctimonious hypocrite’s demeanor.

"Alright, stop talking nonsense. Jhiang Yuan and Song Yi are young; it’s not so easy for something to happen to them. They probably just haven’t woken up yet. Let’s wait a little longer."

Wait a bit longer, was it to further confirm if anything had happened to them so they could privately hoard their supplies?

"Floor leader, I think otherwise. Young people are less careful, and they might not even know about the drop in temperature."

"Exactly, just look at their usual arrogant and pompous attitude.

We shouldn’t bother with them. They’re not even part of our alliance."

Well, when had these few people formed an alliance? She wasn’t aware of it, and even the well-informed Zhang Kaiyang didn’t know.

"Don’t talk like that; we’re all neighbors in the same building. We should naturally help each other.

Don’t say those things again, did you hear?"

Good lord, this Sun Yian was truly not ordinary.

"Jhiang Yuan, Song Yi, are you there?"

The knocking resumed. This time, the two didn’t remain silent but opened the door.

Caught off guard, the two groups faced each other. Sun Yian paused, then promptly put on a smile.

"Glad to see you’re okay..."

"Not only okay, we’re alive and well. Lawyer Sun, what brings you here today?"

Her tone was not friendly; it was best if these people kept to themselves.

"Actually, we want to tally the survivors in the building. Last night was so cold, many people..."

"Ah..."

Sun Yian looked saddened, seemingly hesitant to continue.

"Is it that serious? What’s the casualty situation?"

"Six people have already passed away, mostly the elderly..."

Sun Yian added, causing Jhiang Yuan to inwardly remark: Indeed, it’s still necessary to boost one’s physical resilience.

"We’re all fine here so don’t trouble yourselves. Goodbye..."

Having said that, she shut the door.

Although Sun Yian was reluctant, he still maintained his facade with patience.

"Alright, if you need anything, come and find me. We all live in the same building, and I won’t abandon you."

Goodness, he certainly had a hint of pretense.

"Their tallying and stuff, what if they’re trying to do something else? I feel..."

She hadn’t finished her sentence when the door was knocked on again.

"Brother Song, Sister Yuan, are you there?"

It was Zhang Kaiyang, who quickly opened the door. This time he came up alone.

"What’s up?"

"Sun Yian came over just now, right? He knocked on my door earlier, and I was going to let grandma open it.

Then I got worried he might take an interest, so I went instead.

You know what? He actually asked me why the ninth floor was vacant."

Jhiang Yuan became even more certain of her suspicions; they were indeed up to something.

"Looks like, he’s planning to requisition the vacant houses.

And, by the way, search for supplies inside. We all need to be careful."

Zhang Kaiyang didn’t seem to care, spreading his hands: "My place has already been trashed, whoever wants to live there can have it!"

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