Dangerous Survival in the Apocalypse Chapter 30 part2

TL: Onion
Editor: Katie is a wandering fujoshi

Bonus chapter, thank you somebody for the ko-fi!

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, under this distribution method, the conflict between the participants and the people who stayed behind had gradually intensified.

As soon as Shen Shian returned to the reading room on the second floor, Shen Xun jumped off the sofa and ran towards him. "An An"

Shen Shian bent over to catch the child. He took a piece of chocolate from the side pocket of the backpack and handed it to the girl who helped close the door that day. "Thank you."

"You're welcome. I didn't do anything." The girl blushed. She just sat on the second floor and looked after the child, and was paid with chocolate. After receiving the chocolate, she exaggerated Shen Xun, "Brother Shen, your child is very well behaved. He isn't noisy at all." He didn't speak or move, he just sat on the sofa and looked to the door. Whoever talked to him, he would bare his teeth and yell at them.

Shen Shian nodded and hugged the child to walk and calm his emotions.

When the people who stayed behind cleaned the fifth floor, the participants also brought down all the collected materials. They had good luck today. In addition to two full vending machines and some food in the lockers, they also found a box of unopened biscuits from the staff room and a box of four or five braised beef noodles.

The crowd concentrated around the materials, and was distributed by Zhang Ze as usual. "The distribution rules are familiar to everyone, and they are distributed according to your contribution in the cleanup operation. Among them, Mr. Shen had the most credit, so he would receive the most things."

Shen Shian frowned slightly. These words, starting from the cleanup operation of the zombies on the second floor, Zhang Ze would say it every time he distributes the supplies. Nothing sounds wrong, these things were originally due to Shen Shian, and they also seemed to be transparent, fair and reasonable. However, in the eyes of others, Shen Shian had already carried such a large bag of supplies. Under the current circumstances, he could still eat three meals a day. Obviously, he had no shortage of supplies. Why should he receive the most supplies? When everyone had just entered the library, many people brought their own food, and there was no shortage of food. But after such a long period of time, the vast majority of people had eaten their food, and the distribution of supplies had become their only source of food.

For him, these were just food. For others, this was a hope for living.

Even more subtle, Zhang Ze's credits was second only to Shen Shian, which meant that he actually had no less material than Shen Shian. However, by stressing this every time, no one will notice how much he had received, and everyone's dissatisfaction and spite will only focus on Shen Shian.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhang Ze's words fell, some of the people who stayed behind jumped out, "I disagree."

Shen Shian looked at the source of the sound and found out that the person wasn't unfamiliar. It was the person who wanted to close the door of the library sooner. Liang Zi's oval face was familiar to him.

The round face stood out in a crowd, and his face was full of indignation and righteousness. "This Mr. Shen's contribution is the most correct, but shouldn't the distribution of materials be as fair as possible for everyone to survive? How many of us are close to three days without eating, couldn't Mr. Shen make a trivial sacrifice for the benefit of the masses?"

With one person willing to speak out, the others soon followed.

"He had no shortage of food. He could give his kid a chicken leg every day, and he could use chocolate to hire someone to look after the child. Why couldn't he give us some food?"

"Isn't he kind and unselfish, didn't he gave some food to the fat man who almost killed everyone? If this is the case, what about sharing it with the rest of us?"

"Collective interest is more important than personal interest. Is there no ideological awareness? Why don't we just take today's supplies and divide them all equally so that everyone could live? It's better than eating alone and starving the others."

“You're right to take the initiative and hand it over. We will still remember your kindness. Otherwise, later if something happens, don't blame us.”

"…"

In the siege of the zombies, hunger and panic provided the most nutrients, while blind self-confidence as the “majority group” provided the most suitable environment, making the most common and despicable greed, selfishness, and hypocrisy in human nature, like in a greenhouse. The slender vines spread and grew along the body, and once it sprouted and unearthed, they were out of control.

Invisibly, Shen Shian was not surrounded by well-intentioned people, but the scorching, wanton, and undisguised sight gathered on him and the backpack full of delicious food behind him could tell what kind of people were surrounding him.

Shen Xun hugged Shen Shian's neck, his dark green eyes were flaming with anger, and a beast-like growl were sounded from his throat. Li Cheng and rich man Miao were also supporting Shen Shian, holding weapons behind him. "Why are you guys like this, without Brother Shen leading us, who dares to go up to clean up those zombies, and how can these supplies come from other people's benefits? Don't know gratitude, and instead treating it as being right, and wanting to take other people's stuff."

Some of the participants also wanted to speak for Shen Shian, but most of them regarded Zhang Ze as the leader. Seeing that Zhang Ze stayed quiet, they hesitated for a long while and swallowed their words back.

Shen Shian patted the child's back to calm him down, and glanced at Zhang Ze on the periphery of the crowd, then pulled his thorn stick out of the backpack with his backhand. The sharp thorns also carried the dark black blood of the zombies that had not yet solidified, and they reflected the cold luster under the sun shining through the window, slowly dripping down the thorns.

He looked around carefully, his dark pupils was pitch black, and he whispered "Who dares to steal?"

Chapter end