AWB Chapter 303: Their fate is in their own hands
Chapter 303: Their fate is in their own hands
Everyone looked at the police officer, then at each other.
Except for a small number of people who are particularly determined in their choices, most people actually go with the flow and have no ideas of their own.
Making a choice is too difficult for them, and they don't want to bear the consequences of their choice. It would be best if someone could help them make the decision.
"I don't want to wait to die here... There is not enough food and water, and no warmth. If I stay here, I will only starve to death or freeze to death..."
"If you want to stay here, then stay... We are going to find a safer place!"
A tall, unshaven middle-aged man wrapped in a thick cotton-padded jacket said this in a somewhat defiant tone. Several people had obviously gathered around him, and they had vaguely formed a small gang.
He looked at the silent crowd with disdain on his face.
"You are a bunch of cowards!!!"
After saying that, he left with a few people without looking back.
He wants to join up with the "brave men" outside and look for a chance to survive together.
On the second floor of the library, the people who stayed behind looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
There were a few young men who were obviously interested and wanted to go along, but seeing that no one else was moving, they didn't want to be the first to do so.
At this awkward moment, a black man glanced at everyone and walked silently towards the entrance to the second floor of the library.
A thick layer of ice has formed there, connecting it to the outside world, and people can walk directly on it.
At this time, the group of people in front had not gone far, so he quickly followed them.
Seeing someone coming forward, other people who wanted to move also became eager to make a move. Finally, one, two, and more people walked out, following in the footsteps of their predecessors.
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"Sam, what are you going to do?"
Laura looked at those people leaving and felt a little annoyed. It wasn't that she wanted to go with them, but the depressing atmosphere made it difficult for her to look at the problem calmly.
"My dad told me on the phone before... A storm is coming to New York State, and it could get very cold at any time. We have to stay in the house to keep warm..."
Sam looked at Laura seriously, his slightly immature face full of seriousness.
"Sam, I believe you!"
Blaine said, looking at Sam.
"Me too! It's dangerous to go out at this time! I think we should observe for a while!"
JD agrees as well.
Then, several people looked at Zhao Dongchuan tacitly, with a questioning expression.
"Oh, I think I should stay here too...it's very dangerous outside!"
After saying that, Zhao Dongchuan waved his hand, shrugged his shoulders and smiled slightly.
“I’m glad we can fight together at this time!”
Brian said with a grin.
At this time, more than half of the people in the library had left. Many people were just following the trend blindly. When they saw someone "bravely" walking out, they also wanted to walk in with envy.
Zhao Dongchuan looked at the scene indifferently, with no expression on his face.
In the beacon country of freedom, everyone has their own choices, as long as they don't regret it. Of course, there is no point in regretting it.
"Well, they chose their path, good luck to them!"
"But now we should also plan our affairs!"
The police officer looked at the people who stayed and said seriously.
"As Mr. President said, we need to collect food and water, then keep warm and wait for rescue after the storm passes..."
"Yes... we need to keep warm... we need a fire at this time..."
"Ms. Amy, is there a fireplace here?"
Sam seemed to have thought of something and walked up to the administrator Amy and asked.
Administrator Amy did not leave. Compared to the wind and snow outside, she was more accustomed to staying in the library... If she was destined to die, she would prefer to be buried here.
"Oh, yes, you're right, the fireplace..."
Amy also apparently realized that a fireplace was a good idea for keeping warm.
Then she slowly looked towards Zhao Dongchuan.
"Well, I think Mr. Zhao has the most say on this issue..."
Amy looked at Zhao Dongchuan and said softly.
"Oh, maybe you're right..."
Zhao Dongchuan nodded in agreement.
Sam and the others looked at him in confusion.
What does this mean? What does this have to do with Zhao?
Faced with everyone's puzzled looks, Zhao Dongchuan didn't say anything, but turned and walked towards the stairs.
"Guys, maybe you could come with me..."
Zhao Dongchuan's voice came faintly.
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Public Library, third floor, director's office!
Zhao Dongchuan pushed open the door and walked in, followed by the people who chose to stay...
"This office is huge... with a sofa, a clean desk... and a fireplace?"
The police officers and others came in, and he looked at the fireplace in surprise.
"It's right here, the director's office. This is the only place in the library with a fireplace..."
Amy said quietly as she followed everyone in.
"However, this place belongs to Zhao now. The curator left this place to Zhao before he left..."
She looked at Zhao and hesitated to speak.
"Haha, Ms. Amy, I think although I am not a generous person, at this time, it is obviously very important to tide over the difficulties together..."
Zhao Dongchuan said lightly.
"Thank you...but this fireplace hasn't been used for almost a hundred years..."
"No, this place has obviously been used... There are ashes here..."
Sam walked closer, looked at the fireplace, and said with certainty.
"Sam, you're right. I've used this place before... the weather was cold... so I used the fireplace to keep warm..."
Zhao Dongchuan nodded.
"Um, Zhao, I have a question, what do you use as fuel..."
Brian was obviously more careful, and he saw some unburned pieces of paper...
"Hahaha... As you can see, these are some books that we don't really need... Apparently, there are enough books here for us to use..."
"Oh my God, what are you talking about...you are using books as fuel..."
Amy turned around and looked at Zhao Dongchuan with some surprise and a hint of anger.
"Well, I think these books have fulfilled their responsibilities in the face of life... They are glorious..."
Zhao Dongchuan shrugged.
"I think what Zhao said is very right... These books can serve as fuel to keep everyone warm..."
Sam couldn't agree more.
"But that's a book, a carrier of our human knowledge... the continuation of civilization... You shouldn't, at least you can't..."
A scholar-looking man wearing black-framed glasses came forward.
"Um, do you want to freeze to death? Or do you want everyone to freeze to death?"
Before Zhao could answer, Sam took over the conversation and looked at him.
Everyone fell silent and stopped talking...
Yes, if you have to choose between burning books and freezing to death, the answer is obvious.
A white girl with blond hair and a cotton hat frowned...
"I'll go find some more books..."
"let me help you……"
Brian wrapped himself in a blanket and followed the woman downstairs to get the book.
The man wearing black-framed glasses also understood that this was their only choice.
"I'll go with them..."
"..."
The police officer also agreed with Zhao and Sam's approach in his heart, so he just listened quietly.
"Okay, the heating problem has been solved for the time being... Now the most important issue is... food! We need food!"
"Mr. Police Officer, your question is very important. Ms. Amy, is there a cafe or restaurant here? I think there should be some food there..."
Sam asked as he threw a large pile of books into the fireplace.
"Um... I'm afraid not... There's only a staff lounge and a few vending machines..."
Amy thought for a moment and said.
“It’s really great…”
The police officer was very happy.
Then, under the arrangement of the police, the remaining people followed Amy to several vending machines, smashed the glass doors with an iron rod, and took out the food inside.
There are snacks such as chocolate, French fries, potato chips, etc.
Although these can't last long, they are already the biggest source of food for them...
"Maybe, we can also look through the trash cans..."
The black homeless man whispered beside him.
He did not follow those people away, but chose to stay.
Everyone looked at him thoughtfully, as if it was not impossible to flip through it...
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As the fireplace was lit, the flames began to burn.
Everyone gathered in the curator's office, feeling the long-lost warmth...
"Hey...Sam, I just heard a piece of news on the radio..."
"This time the storms were everywhere in the country... Europe was buried under fifteen feet of snow..."
"They say it will be the same here..."
Brian held the radio, a little muffled.
"I mean... maybe, maybe your father can't get here..."
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[Thanks to the boss "Lying flat Tang Monk", asking for free gifts]