Socially Anxious Girl Starts Hoarding Before the Apocalypse

Chapter 170

Originally they thought a few bumps would break it open, but who knew the door was dented and there was no movement.

At this time, they realized there was a gap by the window, but the location was quite high.

So one of the men climbed onto the windowsill and looked inside. The gap was dark, but he could see clearly that there was something behind the door.

It looked... stones?!

He couldn't believe there were such huge stones behind the door, as if they had grown there from the beginning. Could this door be a fake?

He reported what he saw to the Leader, and then another man who had opened the storeroom door went in and looked around, finding no hidden entrance.

Another man went around from the back of the house to the front, and only reported the cellar entrance beside the storeroom.

So they guessed that there might be a tunnel in the cellar leading to the inside of this house, otherwise it was impossible to explain how someone could live in this house.

The door to Wen Qian's bedroom was closed, so they couldn't see the cover behind it either. The situation was developing in a strange direction.

At first, they thought they had caught a hedgehog and didn't know how to deal with it, but later they felt like they had bitten into a cactus.

Because the stone behind the door was too huge, even the Leader had to stand on someone's shoulders and climb up to the window gap to look in.

No one thought it was something a person could move.

Moving such a stone would require a crane, which made the strangeness of this house even more apparent.

So the Leader took two men to the cellar entrance they had just found, wanting to explore the truth.

Even in the rain, they couldn't care less anymore. They lifted the cellar cover and one went down.

The first one walked down slowly and found it was just a narrow cellar with some dry grass and wheat stalks on the ground.

That was all, there wasn't even any grain or vegetables stored, perhaps it wasn't needed now.

"Leader, should we join up with The Fifth and The Sixth? This house seems like a fake house, not like a place for people to live."

The Fourth felt more and more uneasy the more he looked. What kind of house would use sandbags to block the windows and stones to block the door?

Could it be possible that this house itself was not meant for people to live in?

"Then what do you think it looks like?"

"Hmm." The Third hesitated for a moment before speaking. He rubbed his sore shoulder and asked, "Have you ever seen someone buy a house and then block the windows with bricks, and put small boxes inside?"

It really does seem eerie.

"F**k! Is someone really doing this kind of thing here? What era is this, why bury it here?"

That's right, they even built a wall around it, built a house inside, blocked things inside the house, and put boxes in there.

The Leader looked at the surrounding environment: "Then why are there vegetables planted here, a pool, and a furnace for cooking?"

"How do you explain it?"

"Could it be a place built for people to live after a disaster, and now they're putting boxes in?"

"No, there are people here. The vegetables here are so big, they must have been planted no more than a month ago!"

At this point, their curiosity overcame them. Since they couldn't figure out what was going on and couldn't get through the door, the only place they could enter was the window next to it.

So they shattered the stainless steel security window and removed the wooden window frame. Then they stood on the windowsill and pushed the sandbags in, one by one.

But the sandbags were double-layered, and they couldn't push them at all, so they had to cut open one bag and let the sand leak out.

Finally, they cleared a small gap at the top that the skinny man could crawl through. The Leader let The Third go in first because he was the slimmest.

Now none of them were speaking in hushed tones, their volume was completely normal because they had confirmed there was no one here.

They didn't believe in ghosts or evil spirits. If there really was retribution, they wouldn't have lived until now. So they decided to explore the truth.

The Leader said The Third should go in first. If there was no danger, then another would follow, while the other would guard outside to prevent ambushes.

Through a door, Wen Qian listened to the noises by the window, thinking how much she resembled a turtle.

She just didn't know what these people could do in the kitchen.

The skinny man crawled through the gap above the window, but only his upper body went in while his legs were still outside. So he lay horizontally on the sandbags inside, opening his eyes wide to carefully examine the interior.

Not even a ghost's shadow!

But those two stones were really huge, almost reaching the ceiling. No wonder they couldn't break through the door.

Inside there were firewood, a stove, and cabinets. Then he saw something shaped like ham hanging on the wall.

Leader, there's nothing inside except a kitchen and meat!

"Is there food? How much?"

"Not much, let me go down and take a look." Saying that, he pulled his legs in and lay horizontally on the sandbags to slide down.

His first thought was to touch the huge stone. It was cold and hard - it felt real, not like a fake plastic stone.

That made it even more strange. So he shouted out: "The stones are real!"

"Anything else?"

"Wait, let me see. There's no one here anyway." The skinny man had already walked to the stove and looked around with his gun to confirm it was safe.

The second man started crawling through the hole. The shattered glass from the windowsill fell onto the hallway floor, breaking into even smaller pieces.

The skinny man pushed the bedroom door but then forcefully rammed it, finding it completely unmovable. This door was just like the exterior security door, probably with stones behind it too.

He quickly lost interest. The second man was still trying to make the hole bigger, letting more sand pour down.

With no light coming through, the skinny man took out a lighter from his pocket, sat on a small stool by the stove and tried to light the firewood to see the details of the house.

The second man crawled in and asked the skinny man what he was doing.

"Lighting it up first, it's too dark to see anything. Hurry up and come in, you're blocking the light from outside."

The outside light was quite dim, but better than nothing. Otherwise, the skinny man would feel a bit uneasy in his heart, but thinking there was no one, he wasn't afraid.

Finally, the second man came in, and The Fourth finally lit the firewood.

"How is it inside?" the Leader asked from outside.

"It's fine, just a kitchen with a bit of food. But it looks like only enough for one meal for us."

The Leader rolled his eyes and said, "Then let's tear out the little greens in the yard and eat them too."

Making sure there was no danger inside, he instructed his men to continue inward.

"Since the door can't be opened, let's push the sandbags down to make it easier for us to enter and exit."

Three of them started preparing the meat to cut into chunks, while the other two started moving the sandbags. The Leader was unwilling to crawl through a hole.

They planned to discard some of the two layers of thick sandbags, inside and out, to create steps so they could stoop and enter and exit through the window.

But the Leader thought they were too slow, so he took his gun and said he would go out for a walk and come back.

He walked very quickly, mainly because there were only their footprints in the area and no one else's.

When he returned, a third of the window above had already been cleared.

All four of them had come inside, and it was still raining outside.

Wen Qian heard the noise and came out from the bedroom window.