Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 359

Chapter 359: Chapter 359: Public Uproar

It was now the second year of the cataclysm. Factories had long since shut down, so these were things money couldn’t buy.

Knowing how precious these supplies were, Cameron Summers quickly refused. "No, we can’t accept this. It’s far too valuable! Please, take it back!"

Jade Rowan also demurred, "That’s right... We’re fine with just the rice. You should take these things back!"

She said as much, but her eyes betrayed her reluctance to part with them. She couldn’t even stop herself from swallowing. After all, she hadn’t eaten any of this for about a year and was desperately craving it...

Seeing this, Grace Sutton smiled and said, "We bought all this before the cataclysm. It wasn’t expensive, and we still have more at home. Please, just take it."

As she spoke, Grace Sutton pulled a sausage from the bag and handed it to Clark Summers, who had been standing silently to the side. "Look how thin Clark has gotten, he’s like a matchstick... You must be hungry. This is a sausage, your favorite when you were little. Go on, eat up!"

Clark Summers glanced at his parents first. Seeing no objection, he took the sausage, tore open the plastic wrapper with his teeth, and began to devour it ravenously.

As the saying goes, "A growing boy can eat you out of house and home." At Clark’s age, his appetite was naturally voracious.

Food had been scarce since the cataclysm, and he was hungry almost every day. The only food he got was two government-issued sand vine cakes daily.

For Clark Summers, two sand vine cakes a day were nowhere near enough. He was never full, but not quite starving to death either, just waging a listless, daily battle against hunger.

Now that he finally had a sausage, he didn’t even have time to savor it. He bit it off in a few huge chunks and swallowed it whole.

Seeing Clark so starved made Melody Summers’s heart ache. ’I should have brought more for him,’ she thought, a pang of regret washing over her.

Clark Summers was the youngest child in the Summers family, six years younger than Melody. When he was little, he was very clingy, always trailing after Melody Summers and Ian Summers like a little shadow, constantly calling out, "Sister! Brother!"

Sometimes Melody Summers and Ian Summers would get annoyed with him, and he would just obediently move his little stool and sit quietly to the side.

When her third uncle was kicked out of the family for his online gambling addiction, Clark Summers was just a few years old—a chubby, fair-skinned boy who looked like a little good luck doll. To think that after just a few years, he had become so thin. It was clear he had suffered a great deal during this time.

Seeing Clark like this, Grace Sutton’s heart ached for him too.

She lovingly stroked Clark’s head and said, "Look how hungry poor Clark is... How have you all been getting by?"

Jade Rowan sighed. "Ever since the snows started a while back, the supply distribution point in our area began to run out of food intermittently..."

Cameron Summers and his family of three had been renting in an urban village for the past few years. After the cataclysm hit, Cameron lost his job, so they packed up and moved back to Jade Rowan’s hometown, a township near Anworth.

At the very beginning of the cataclysm, they were self-sufficient, relying on the small amount of grain they had stored in their cellar.

But stored food always runs out eventually. Afterward, their survival depended solely on the government’s disaster-relief sand vine cakes.

However, ever since the snow began to fall, supply trucks would often get stuck in the snowdrifts due to the road conditions, unable to reach the townships at all.

The temperature kept dropping, but many township supply points couldn’t get restocked.

Without food, warm quilts, or coal, many people couldn’t hold on. They froze to death in their sleep.

The government had been organizing rescue operations, sending vehicles to transport people from the townships to shelters in the city.

However, many people didn’t want to leave. They felt they had already been barely surviving the cataclysm for two years and had lost all hope for the future. They simply couldn’t be bothered to struggle anymore.

They chose to stay. As the saying goes, "a falling leaf returns to its roots." If they were going to die anyway, it was better to die at home than somewhere else...

Listening to Jade Rowan’s account, Melody Summers felt a complex mix of emotions.

’I understand their decision,’ she thought. ’They’re facing a hopeless apocalypse, and no one knows when it will end—not even me, and I’ve been reborn.’

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