Raymond held his child and slowly walked towards the relief station of the Brotherhood of Steel. Next to him was his wife, who held hands tightly and looked solemn. The child was crying in Raymond's arms.
He kept shouting, "Mom, don't go." The couple didn't answer, but their hearts were broken.
Raymond was originally a senior actuary, one of the top positions for financial personnel. He used to work in the New York branch of PricewaterhouseCoopers, but now... he is nothing.
No one needs an accountant in the apocalypse, let alone an actuary. He managed to survive the first half month of the apocalypse with a gun and a little food savings, but after escaping from Manhattan to Staten Island, he found that he was getting worse and worse.
It is becoming increasingly difficult to maintain a family.
Just a week ago, Raymond went out to look for food and returned empty-handed. His wife told him another bad news - his two-year-old son had starved to death, and his five-year-old son could not survive. That day, the whole family
People hugged each other and cried bitterly, desperate and painful.
In the next week, Raymond, who was forced into desperation, tried every means. He even killed people to get food, but this still could not feed the family of three. The eldest son became thinner and thinner, and his cheeks became more and more sunken.
, even if the couple gave him all the food they got, the child still fainted from hunger several times and could die at any time.
When she was desperate, Raymond's wife offered to be a slave girl and sell herself in exchange for some food. There was a slave market near the Brotherhood of Steel's relief station, where many people marketed themselves, and often only a piece of bread could be purchased.
Next person.
But what can a piece of bread do? It can't help the Raymond family out of trouble. This proposal made him silent for a long time, and finally he could only nod in agreement. This may be the last thing the couple can do for their children.
When the wife said goodbye to the child, the five-year-old son didn't know how to react and kept shouting, "Mom, don't leave." But the wife could only respond with a wry smile and a kiss, and there was no other way.
The relief station no longer provides any relief. There are people standing under the wall of that building. They are all slaves trying to sell themselves. The last time Raymond came here, there were only two or three hundred people, but now there are thousands here.
people.
The wife walked to the wall and expressed her willingness to sell herself, while Raymond stood a few meters away. The couple looked at each other. The wife was smiling, while Raymond had a cold face, and the child was crying, reaching out for his mother's hug.
.
A gunman with a ferocious face walked through the crowd, and many people were looking at him. This man looked down at the people on the wall with a sense of arrogance as a superior man. He focused on the woman and walked to Raymond
When he was in front of his wife, he deliberately stretched out his hand and grabbed a handful of his chest.
Raymond turned his face away. He didn't want to listen to the bargaining between his wife and the gunman, which made him feel humiliated. But he couldn't leave, and he had to take away the food he had sold his wife for. The child was tired from crying and hungry again.
Fainting, the wife could not hold out against the gunman for long, and she sold herself out for only half a loaf of bread.
When the bread was handed over to Raymond, his wife kissed him and the child for the last time and said in his ear: "Don't give up, dear Raymond, our children will be taken care of by you in the future. If it really happens
What a misfortune, I believe you tried your best. See you in heaven."
Raymond had no tears for a long time, and his heart was as broken as death at this moment.
His wife was taken away by a gunman. Raymond chewed up half a piece of bread that was almost rancid and fed it into the child's mouth. He choked while feeding it. The child ate something and had some strength and called out "Mom" again, but the mother
No longer around.
And what to do next? Raymond had no idea at all. He slowly walked out and suddenly heard someone making a noise in the slave market, and the crowd was rushing in one direction.
"What happened?" Raymond followed the crowd involuntarily, "Is there food being distributed at the relief station again?"
But Raymond heard an electric horn shouting: "Go away, go away, we don't want ordinary labor this time, we need some senior talents. We need accountants, financial personnel, logistics managers, and intelligence analysts."
.Who can make false accounts? Tell me, who can make false accounts? I need someone who is good at making false accounts now."
This voice made Raymond feel like he was hearing the sound of nature. He ran quickly to the electric speaker and shouted with all his strength: "I can make false accounts. I am an actuary at PricewaterhouseCoopers. My greatest specialty is
If I make false accounts, I guarantee that they will be done absolutely perfectly, even the IRS can’t find any flaws.”
Raymond's roar even drowned out the sound of the electric horn. He knocked away several people and rushed to the electric horn, "I, I, I, I can really make false accounts. I work for more than a hundred large companies around the world.
Fake accounts. Believe me, I'm an expert at this."
The person holding the electric horn glanced at Raymond a few times, tilted his head and said, "Then stand behind me."
Raymond held the child in his arms and stuck closely behind the person holding the electric horn. There were several soldiers with guns beside him to block the surging crowd.
Electric Speaker recruited a lot of people this time, and soon there were more than fifty people standing behind him. Someone also interviewed these people on the spot, and after passing the interview, they were given a piece of bread and water to drink.
Bread, bread, bread, just half a piece of bread had just sold his wife, and now Raymond had a piece of bread. He quickly went to the electric horn and begged: "Please give me some time, I am going to get my wife
Redeemed, she has just been bought."
"No, what if you run away?" The electric horn refused without hesitation.
"I swear I won't run away, and my wife used to be a dispatcher at the Port of New York, responsible for planning cargo transportation and vehicle dispatch. Do you need a dispatcher? Please hire my wife, too." Raymond continued to plead.
After thinking about it for a while, the electric horn finally agreed to Raymond's request and sent a person to follow him to redeem his wife. Raymond quickly chased in the direction where his wife was taken away, and ended up in a ruins of a building a few hundred meters away.
Saw his wife being raped.
"Wait, wait, I won't sell my wife. I'll return the bread to you. You just paid for half a piece of bread. Now I use a piece of bread to redeem my wife." Raymond handed over the bread in his hand.
However, during the violent running, most of the bread fell apart.
"You're playing tricks on me!" The gunman who was enjoying himself was furious. He stood up with his pants pulled up and took out his gun to kill Raymond. "No one can play tricks on me."
Bang..., a gunshot!
Raymond almost thought he was doomed, but after a long time he opened his eyes and saw the armed man who had followed him blowing his gun and squinting at him: "You and your wife are the best."
It's somewhat useful, otherwise Miss Fox will kill your whole family."