Having a shit like life was not the most unfortunate thing. The most unfortunate thing was that if you didn't have anything like toilet paper to clean the shit up.
Chu Yunsheng didn't have it, old Sun also didn't have it.
"I have…" said a woman who was not far from them. It instantly made Chu Yunsheng and old Sun fall in awkward silence.
Fortunately, it was very dark, and it was raining outside the factory. Besides, in this kind of world, naturally, no one cared that much.
But when the woman passed a thing over, Chu Yunsheng noticed that it was not toilet paper. It was a piece of soft clothing and it was slightly wet.
Only until that moment did Chu Yunsheng remember that no one used toilet paper in this place. Everyone was using a piece of cloth to clean themselves, and after using it, they would wash it and reuse it again.