Natural Disaster: I Started By Hoarding Tens Of Billions Of Supplies

Chapter 252: Decision



Huang Qian replied to Shi Xuan's question without hesitation, "Of course, I will go with you." Seeing Shi Xuan's smile deepen, Huang Qian chuckled and said, "I will go and bring out our backpacks."

Shi Xuan nodded and watched Huang Qian head back inside. He then walked to the windows at the end of the corridor and surveyed the nearby apartment buildings.

After observing the people watching from other apartment buildings, he murmured to himself, "We might have a bit of trouble when we leave later. I should made preparation early."

After thinking for a moment, he returned to unit 2001 to continue packing and moving things. Meanwhile, back on the 20th floor, Quan Yuanwei and Sima Yun told their families about their plans to leave Juncheng City with Long Yu and his group.

Sitting on the sofa in their living room, Sima Hao said, "I will stay here tonight and help our parents pack our things. To save space, we may need to leave some of our furniture behind."

Sima Yun thought for a moment and said, "Let's chop up the wooden furniture for firewood. Instead of leaving it, we can use it on the road if we need it."

Although they felt reluctant, everyone knew the world wasn't what it used to be. Survival mattered more than sentiment. If their valuable wood furniture could help keep them alive, then using them as firewood would be worth it.

While the 19th and 20th floors were busy packing, the other building managers came to see the building manager of Building 3.

Seeing them all visiting his house together, the building manager grew cautious and asked, "Why are you all here?"

The other building managers exchanged glances before the building manager from Building 5 spoke up, "I noticed the people on the 20th floor are busy packing their things. Do you know what they are planning?"

After buying water from Yao Ran, the building manager's view of the people on the 20th floor changed. Previously, he feared them and kept his distance. But now, he respected them and was hoping to build a better relationship with them.

He had noticed Long Yu removing the windows on the 20th floor in the morning. He had his suspicions but decided to observe them for now.

After a moment of silence, he replied, "They seem to be preparing to leave."

Hearing this, the other building managers confirmed their suspicions. Before coming to speak with him, they had already agreed to make him their leader. He is the closest person to those on the 20th floor, so he could serve as a bridge between them and those people on the 20th floor.

The building manager frowned as he realized their intentions. "I don't know what you want me to do, but I won't help you," he said coldly.

The manager from Building 9 sneered, "Old brother, do you really think you have a choice? You can only join us. Otherwise, when the people from the 20th floor leave, you will be alone in Building 3."

"When we all leave, you will have to fend for yourself. Do you think you can protect your family alone? You need our help. So, rather than wait until you have no choice, you better take this opportunity."

The building manager understood that they wanted him to work as a link to the 20th floor. Although unwilling, he knew he had no choice.

After a long silence, he reluctantly agreed, "Fine. I will try to ask them if we can join them. But I can't promise anything. If they refuse, don't blame me."

The other building managers seemed satisfied with his answer.

The building manager of Building 10 patted his shoulder and said, "We won't blame you. From now on, you are our leader. What should we call you?"

The building manager sighed and replied, "Just call me Old Han."

The others nodded, "We will be in your care from now on, Old Han."

Old Han looked at them and said, "Since the 20th floor plans to leave, we should also get ready. If they refuse our request, we might need to follow them from behind secretly. You guys should go back and tell everyone to pack and await further instructions."

The others agreed and said, "Alright. Then we will wait for your good news."

After they left, Old Han closed his door and saw his wife looking at him with concern. He looked at her silently for a moment before saying, "Let's pack up. We need to leave."

His wife approached him and asked, "Are you going to speak with the people on the 20th floor?"

Old Han sighed and nodded, "We don't have a choice. We don't have enough food to make it to the Juncheng military base, nor can we survive on our own. Our best option is to follow those people on the 20th floor."

"When will you go to talk with them?" she asked again.

Old Han replied, "I will go now. I don't know when they will leave, so I need to find out as soon as possible so we can make a plan."

She thought for a second and said, "Wait here for a moment."

Old Han watched as she went to their bedroom and then returned shortly with a small, exquisite wooden box. When he saw the small wooden box, his heart ached for her.

"Wife... you" He couldn't finish his words and could only look at his wife sadly. She handed him the box, gently held his hand, and said, "Take this and give it to Miss Yao. I heard she loves antiques. This might convince her to take us along when they leave."

Old Han took the wooden box and nodded. His voice hoarse with helplessness as he said, "I understand. You go and start packing. I will go to the 20th floor now."

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After Old Han left, she closed the door, leaned against it, and cried silently for a moment. After calming down, she wiped her tears and began packing.