The Pregnant Mommy Survive on Unlimited Supplies-Chapter 269: Is C city going to perish in 267 days?

In the extreme environment, there were actually paths to survive.

If things were not so complex, one could still find a way through with careful consideration.

But the problem is, once the environment turns hostile, everything becomes a chaotic mess.

At least for Ma Yongchun, he could only return to Xiang City now to find Ma Zhixuan.

Leaving Ma Zhixuan with that group of killers, who knew what kind of trouble they would cause in the future.

Before returning to Xiang City, Ma Yongchun made a phone call to Qin Zhen,

"Those cotton goods from Xiang D, you need to find a way to make the trade happen."

"You know how the world is getting tougher, and putting all our hopes on Xiang City, sourcing all supplies from there, is too risky for C City."

Qin Zhen was busy on the other end of the phone, preparing to visit her son.

Her son’s fever had finally subsided after much difficulty the other day, but today it was said to have flared up again.

A child just over a month old, and prematurely born at that, was too fragile.

Hearing Ma Yongchun’s words, Qin Zhen just hummed in acknowledgment, not really taking it to heart.

She was about to hang up when Ma Yongchun hurriedly said,

"Qin Zhen."

Qin Zhen stopped the motion of hanging up and frowned as she looked at the call duration from Ma Yongchun.

After 10 seconds, Ma Yongchun finally said heavily,

"Never mind, hang up."

Throughout the conversation, he didn’t mention Ma Zhixuan again, nor did he expect Qin Zhen to forgive Ma Zhixuan’s actions.

Somehow, Ma Yongchun felt it was becoming superfluous to say these things.

He returned to Xiang City quickly, came off the Xiang C Highway, but couldn’t enter the city with his car.

Looking forward from the highway, half of Xiang City was already buried in snow.

In such a situation, forget cars; even a person would likely find it hard to enter the city.

Ma Yongchun and his driver walked out of the car in disbelief, staring at Xiang City, which in just a couple of days had become unrecognizable.

Their Xiang City had no one to clear the snow.

Ma Yongchun hurriedly called Zhong Zimo to find out what was going on.

Why hadn’t Xiang City arranged for a Clearing Team to remove the snow?

Zhong Zimo began to explain with a headache.

The city’s management had never paid attention to urban clearing.

In the beginning, there were plans for the Clearing Team to clean up the earthquake debris, but later, since Xiang City was situated high up, all the Jelly Water flowed down to Xiang City.

After the earthquake debris was cleared, the management had neglected the City Clearance Team.

Since then, natural disasters had become frequent, and management was overwhelmed with too much to handle.

The members of the Clearing Team had been disbanded without anyone noticing.

It was said that in order to survive, they had joined the congestion clearing efforts on the Xiang C Highway, and now most of the Xiang City Clearing Team members were working on removing the last remnants of obstructions on the highway.

"Then call them back, and start clearing the snow from Xiang City immediately."

Ma Yongchun was frantic, half of Xiang City had been buried in snow in just two days; in another two, Xiang City could vanish from the map.

The situation was extremely urgent.

Zhong Zimo, however, responded with difficulty,

"They can’t be called back, Hua Mi is paying them a salary too high, and after they finish clearing the remaining obstructions on the Xiang C Highway, it’s said they will stay on that highway to carry out snow removal."

"They’ve been employed long-term by Hua Mi, to ensure the Xiang C Highway remains clear and for rescue operations."

In terms of resource reserves, regardless of how many supplies Xiang City had, they couldn’t compete with Hua Mi.

They didn’t even have the qualifications to join the scramble for people.

Ma Yongchun dejectedly hung up Zhong Zimo’s call, staring at the densely packed University below, at Xiang City being gradually buried by the heavy snow.

Xiang City was gone? As its commander, what use was he now?

There was an administrator from Xiang D who drove over, just in time to encounter Ma Yongchun stuck at the highway exit.

The Xiang D administrator said,

"Commander Ma, there’s an emergency. Our Xiang D head of administration said we should head to Xiang City first to discuss our business, this Xiang C..."

Xiang C had to be abandoned.

A thought flashed through Ma Yongchun’s mind, filled with hope, as he looked at the Xiang D administrator,

"Why are you from Xiang D still fine? You’ve managed to clear Xiang D and CD Highway on your own; why are you still okay?"

Perhaps they could borrow rescue help from Xiang D to dig Xiang C out of the snow.

The Xiang D administrator said,

"In Xiang D, we had a few garrison members with exceptionally great strength, so we were able to clear the roads very quickly."

Those with great strength could lift a truck; rescue and clearing work should be simple, right?

But even then, in this series of natural disasters, Xiang D also continuously lost many people.

Now, every supply in the Xiang D combat readiness depot had been consumed. The pressing need was for winter clothing and materials.

They had cleared both the Xiang D and CD Highways, planning to work from both directions, to acquire life-saving supplies from these two cities with the most abundant materials.

But now that Xiang C had ended up this way, Xiang City was the only hope for saving Xiang D.

Ma Yongchun’s face darkened; no one with immense strength had appeared in his Xiang City.

Was heaven set on destroying Xiang City?

He could only proceed with a pallid face, alongside the Xiang D administrator, towards the Xiang C Highway.

Throughout the drive, Ma Yongchun’s spirits were low.

He kept replaying his administration tactics; he couldn’t accept how easily Xiang City had succumbed.

Suddenly, the driver in front said,

"Commander, look."

Ma Yongchun and the Xiang D administrator both looked out of the window indicated by the driver.

Since entering the Xiang C Highway, there was an ice house every kilometer.

It was said that survivors had built ice houses out of thick snow that had accumulated on the waterproof oilcloth.

These ice houses were being made larger and larger; inside there were smokeless fire stoves, small shops, hot water, hot food...

All along the way, survivors from Xiang C were making a difficult journey on the Xiang C Highway.

Thankfully, one could rest in the warm ice houses when tired, buy a pair of snow boots, drink some hot water.

If one desired different food but had no money, no worries—the Clearing Team on the Xiang C Highway was continually recruiting in large numbers.

If one was willing to sell their labor, clearing the road’s accumulated snow, they could eat three hot meals for free and sleep in the warm ice house.

The conditions were not amazing, but one would definitely not freeze or starve to death.

The Xiang D administrator squeezed into the car with Ma Yongchun, marveling at the sight,

"I have to report everything I’ve seen to my commander accurately."

He then turned to Ma Yongchun,

"I’ve heard that your Xiang City had the foresight not to waste more manpower and materials, but instead leaned on cooperation with Xiang City in advance, relocating a large number of Xiang C survivors to Xiang City."

"You are right, although Xiang City is covered in snow, not many survivors have died."

For a moment, Ma Yongchun’s throat became dry,

"No, the one who made that decision was Qin Zhen, not me."