Cataclysm 2012: My Doomsday Convoy

In 2012, Xuexia went crazy. Not one game, not one night, it lasted three whole months. Jingzhou College was trapped in a white island. The cafeteria was getting more and more dirty every day, the dormitory was getting colder every day, and there were more and more rumors. Some people say that the south is still open to traffic, some say that food grabbing has begun outside the city, and some say that in a few days, the school will not even be able to provide hot water. Zheng Mo, a junior, originally just wanted to survive. But a phone call wiped out his last bit of luck. More than a thousand kilometers away, my father and several uncles guarded an eight-story self-built building. There was a warehouse in the backyard, a vegetable garden, diesel fuel, a generator, and enough confidence for the family to survive this winter.