Chapter 1575: Lining one’s own pockets

Shi Xinxin came closer, her face full of curiosity, and asked softly:

"Auntie, look at this base with so many people coming and going. It looks so lively. How come it's getting harder and harder?"

There was doubt in her eyes. She found it difficult to connect the lively scene before her with the difficult life the old lady described.

The old lady smiled bitterly, the wrinkles on her face becoming deeper and deeper like cracked earth. She shook her head gently and said:

"Girls, you don't know. This base looks lively, but there are actually many poor people like me. When the end of the world came, everything changed. All the supplies were controlled by a few people. Those of us who have no skills and no backing can only make a living and survive in this crack. Even these foods that don't look good were obtained by me with great effort and begging for help."

As the old lady spoke, a trace of sadness and helplessness flashed in her eyes, and she subconsciously glanced at the inedible food on the stall.

After hearing what the old lady said, Chu Yuanqing couldn't help but frowned slightly, and the expression on his face instantly became solemn.

He has always been a simple-minded person, and has always felt that in this doomsday, since the base has accepted so many survivors, it should assume corresponding responsibilities.

At this moment, hearing that such injustice existed in the base, I couldn't help but feel confused and indignant.

With a hint of uncontrollable indignation in his tone, he asked:

"Does the base not care? In my opinion, isn't the purpose of the base to guarantee everyone's basic life and provide everyone with a safe shelter? How can they allow this to happen?"

However, as soon as he said this, he couldn't help but feel moved in his heart.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, this is just a private base after all, not an official base of the country. How can it provide all-round protection for the people as he imagined?

In this difficult environment of the end of the world, it is already commendable to be able to provide survivors with a relatively safe place to stay.

But even so, he still felt that the base should not be so negligent in management, allowing these unfair phenomena to grow rampantly.

These contradictory thoughts kept intertwining in his mind, causing his brows to frown even more tightly.

The old lady sighed helplessly, and the sound was like the dull sound of an old bellows. She looked around and said in a low voice:

"The base can take care of some of the things, but it can't take care of everyone. Besides, some of the people in charge, ah..."

The old lady hesitated to speak, her eyes revealing deep worry and helplessness, as if those words would bring her trouble once they were spoken.

Li Luo keenly sensed the hidden meaning in the old lady's words. She leaned forward slightly and asked softly:

"Auntie, do you know something? Don't worry, we are not bad people and we won't cause you any trouble."

There was sincerity in her eyes, trying to get the old lady to let down her guard.

The old lady hesitated for a moment, and looked around cautiously again. Seeing that no one was paying attention to them, she slowly lowered her voice, as if she was afraid of being heard by someone, and said:

"I heard that some people in charge would withhold supplies and enrich themselves. The supplies sent down from above would go through their hands, and there wouldn't be much left for ordinary people like us. In addition, there are many cliques and factions in the base, and the various forces are fighting overtly and covertly. We ordinary people can only live cautiously, for fear of offending someone and bringing disaster upon ourselves."

After hearing this, the four of them felt a sinking feeling in their hearts, and a heavy feeling of depression enveloped them.