Rebirth: I Am Super Rich in Apocalypse
Chapter 191 Collective Burning

Chapter 191: Chapter 191 Collective Burning

"Sorry, but I’m just heartless and cold-blooded.

If you can’t protect your own food, what does that have to do with us?

No!"

Having said that, she turned gentle again and took Zhang Kaiyang by the hand, "Let’s go, we still have things to do, and there’s no need to bother with these irrelevant people."

"Okay!"

The two left hand in hand, with Song Yi bringing up the rear.

"Irrelevant people, just listen to that. When she needs me, I’m suddenly irrelevant.

Fan Qing, you really deserve to die..."

No matter how much cursing followed, she didn’t respond, and shut the door with a slam.

That noise was then isolated behind them, indeed very grating.

Jhiang Yuan noticed that Zhang Kaiyang seemed unhappy, probably due to what Fan Yao had said getting to him.

Alas, youth!

The group didn’t dare to waste time.

They hurried down to assess the situation, and then they had to remove the doors.

Several floors below were uninhabited, so they decided not to remove the door of the nineteenth floor.

Besides, that would also trap her, adding one more layer of security.

On the way down, in the whole building, counting them, only eight households were occupied.

The remaining bodies numbered more than twenty.

"Let’s take down the doors of the sixteenth and seventeenth floors, and fit the entry doors there too,"

Zhang Kaiyang said, looking at Fan Qing’s little notebook, feeling that these two floors were the most suitable.

"Okay, but should we take care of the bodies first?"

Jhiang Yuan thought that tomorrow would be a problem, and if people became too hungry to bear it now, they might get dangerous ideas.

"Sure, let’s burn them then."

"Burning them is fine, but where can we do it? Inside the building is not suitable, too many people there."

Zhang Kaiyang wasn’t just saying things off the cuff; the target was simply too big.

Those still alive were already burning some wood for warmth, but this was completely different.

"Let’s go downstairs then!"

"Downstairs!"

"Downstairs!"

The suggestion left a few people astonished, and they found Song Yi’s idea somewhat inconceivable.

"Brother Song, it’s snowing outside now. If we go out, we’d have the space.

But, those folks won’t catch fire in the snow!"

"What Zhang Kaiyang said is right. The situation downstairs isn’t great either; it’s snowy and the humidity is already high.

Continuously snowing, leaving them under the building isn’t a wise choice."

Song Yi wasn’t bothered by this because he had given it plenty of thought.

"It’s okay, we just need to bring some gasoline."

"Right, how did I not think of that?"

They all had gasoline at home.

"Combined with some furniture and stuff, it will get a fire going. Let’s not delay any further. Let’s get to it."

No sooner said than done, and it was good there were many hands available.

They didn’t want to make things too complicated. Being able to burn the bodies was already a good deed.

They just had to go to each floor and throw the "people" down.

"Mianmian, see if there’s anything to eat in these people’s houses.

Since there’s no one left, we’ll take anything we can find."

Ye Mianmian joined in.

"I was thinking the same just now, Sister Yuan. I’ll go look, and we can share what we find later."

"I’ll help you!"

Fan Qing was not to be outdone and joined in the search.

The people in the building opposite, not understanding what was going on, watched as Building 13 threw down so many people, shivering in fear.

By the time they reached the tenth floor, Lu Chao came out too.

"What are you guys doing?"

"All these people are dead, we want to burn them."

"So that’s it, you scared me to death."

Song Yi didn’t say much; he only had a nodding acquaintance with Lu Chao.

If it weren’t for knowing them, he probably would have been frightened as well.

Soon they had thrown everything, even picked out some furniture to throw down. Without wood, it was impossible.

Afterwards, Ye Mianmian and Fan Qing sent the scavenged items back.

Not much, but there was some.

This couldn’t be taken outside; it was too likely to arouse envy.

The rest of the people came down, placed everything together, stacking them up was fine.

They surrounded the pile with some pieces of wood and then sprinkled gasoline over it.

Song Yi took a lighter, and under everyone’s gaze, he lit a piece of clothing and threw it into the crowd.

The flames connected instantly.

The effect of the gasoline was indeed very good.

In less than five minutes, the place was ablaze with roaring flames.

The thick black smoke billowed up, sure to astound many.

"Doing this, quite a few people will probably talk behind our backs."

"That’s for sure, after today, we will have become demonized."

After all, so many people were gone, burnt to death.

The rest, those uninformed, might think that it was us who killed them, to destroy the evidence.

"Look, the infamy of Building 13 has spread."

Jhiang Yuan jokingly said, feeling somewhat helpless.

"It’s better this way, let them be scared, stay far away."

Ye Mianmian angrily said a word, always harassed by everyone, bloodshed and sacrifice each time, she was tired.

No one went back, determined to wait until everything was burnt to ashes.

The heavy snow kept falling ceaselessly, the blackened ground, quickly covered once again.

"Let’s go!"

Only when they were certain nothing was left, did everyone return.

"Let’s go back and eat something first, then come and take off the doors, and install them."

Indeed, they were hungry, and Ye Mianmian also brought out the things she had just scavenged.

Although not much, there was a bit for each household.

Most delighted was Liang Kang, who never expected there would still be food, almost moved to tears.

Jhiang Yuan went back home, asked Qin Yue to cook some noodles for everyone, then went downstairs.

As an experienced craftsman, Jhiang Xingzhi naturally led the way, and Song Yi didn’t leave all the work to him.

It was basically father directing and Song Yi doing the work.

With a lot of hammering and banging, by the afternoon, the doors of the twentieth and twenty-first floors were finally installed.

Apart from the community’s shared partition doors, another household door was also set up, all of them installed.

These not only had keys but several of them.

Jhiang Yuan originally thought she would have to use the locks in her storage space, but it turned out there was no need for her to worry at all!

The snow outside was getting heavier, and inspired by 0902, she could also get a large iron pot to burn some wood for warmth.

They had some at home, but they were all in use, so she went to other people’s houses.

Ye Mianmian also brought back a pot, planning to burn some charcoal.

"Honestly, I’m worried that little bit of oil won’t be enough.

Grandma is in poor health; she needs the electric blanket plugged in every day."

"Yeah, it’s like that when you get older, just be more careful."

Jhiang Yuan’s parents were also elderly, and she was very worried.

Then there was Xiao Nuan; a child’s resistance is even weaker.

Fortunately, the little one was quite resilient and hadn’t fallen ill.

"By the way, Sister Yuan, what do you think Fan Yao went to 1202 for today?

Fan Qing looked troubled, and I didn’t have the heart to ask."

"What could she possibly be doing? That household is all men, and she’s not even close with them, what good could come of it!"

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