Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 393 The Japanese Inn 31
According to the degree of need, cut off an element that everyone can't live without every day.

He Cai trembled all over, and his face immediately turned pale: "Pineapple girl, don't scare me, if you really take all the air away, then... Then don't we..."

No one can leave this inn alive?

No Internet, no water, no electricity, no food, they can bear it, but if there is no air, even if Pineapple Girl can give everyone a hundred bowls of noodles a day, so what?
They can't filter the air out of the noodle soup either, and they're not fish.

"I heard that Chai Lingxun once told someone on the third floor that we should try our best not to see more deaths, at least until the seventh day."

Would the people on the third floor be so kind?
Not to mention Xi Hailan, even simple-minded people like He Cai and Zhang Yong wouldn't believe it.

"So you put the matter of exploring the office on the sixth night?" Wang Zihang asked He Xiaoman.

This kid reacts quickly and sees problems accurately, and he and He Cai just complement each other.

"The temperature is getting lower and lower, and there is less and less food and drink. Naturally, everyone's ability to resist is getting worse and worse. The longer the time drags on, the worse it will be for us. In fact, if these factors in the hotel do not include the extraction of air, it will be difficult for us to rely on it." The resources of our team are still barely able to last until the end, what I am afraid of is the conspiracy of Chai Lingxun and the others."

He Xiaoman's thoughts coincided with Xi Hailan's.

"I always feel that Jiang Baixun's death is too simple. We can all save people easily. There are so many young and middle-aged men on the third floor, and Jiang Baixun can't be rescued? Is it possible that Jiang Baixun actually faked his death, but actually hid in that What about holding back the big move in the office that has never been opened?"

He Xiaoman shook his head first, then nodded again: "It's certain to hold back the big move. Although I still don't know what they want to do, Jiang Baixun must be dead. This should not be faked. That night I I have seen the record of the number of people in the lower right corner of the blackboard. It is true that only 21 people are left alive. But I suspect that the girl who lived in 322 before was not killed by an invisible killer in violation of any rules. She probably learned about it by accident. What secret on the third floor has been silenced."

"Didn't you find out? This invisible killer will not leave any traces, including corpses."

He Cai's eyes widened instantly, as if realizing something, he retched for a while: "You mean... oh, you mean..."

What she thought of was the meat in the so-called fresh ingredients that came out of the two-day cooking task.

She remembered that Pineapple Girl purposely irritated the few people who received the cooking task, just to avoid letting their group members try their meat dishes.

"Later, we people never killed anyone again, so the cooking task was cancelled."

These horrifying plots gave He Cai a chill, what kind of hotel is this, and what kind of broken game is this!
She will definitely be a good baby in the future, if she is too bored, she will go on a trip with her husband, even if she goes to the countryside for labor reform, she will never come out to find this kind of excitement again, it is simply too exciting.

If they were not lucky enough to meet Pineapple Girl, they might have been killed.

Wang Zihang touched the soft hair on He Cai's head: "Don't be afraid, baby, you see how lucky we are, we met Sister Lan, Sister Pineapple and Brother Yong, so even if there are any difficulties in the future, we will turn danger into good luck. "

He Xiaoman smiled, but he didn't want to offend anyone.

At ten o'clock, the task reminder was delivered on time. This time it was still a game of grabbing stools, and only Zhang Yong in their group got the task.

He Xiaoman felt that if he played the game as normal, this buddy would be a bit overwhelmed.

Zhang Yong has a bad temper and great strength, but he is not good at being flexible. It is easy to lose money in the game of grabbing stools.

It's just that she didn't remind Zhang Yong. Sometimes the more you remind him, the more nervous he will be, which will affect his performance.

He Xiaoman decided to use Mingwu to hide behind Zhang Yong, and if there was any danger, she would just play it by ear.

Xi Hailan just wanted to say that if you go out like this, the invisible killer will come to kill you, but suddenly remembered that there is no rule in the game rules that you must go to bed on time at eight o'clock.

As long as Shi Rui's group doesn't make any mistakes, no one should be out tonight because they couldn't grab the stool three times in a row.

The reason why Jiang Baixun was able to successfully become the captain on the third floor, and then successfully seized control of the kitchen and took away all the knives, actually had a lot to do with his first reminder to everyone to avoid the pits dug by the rules of the game.

It is undeniable that Jiang Baixun did help everyone a lot at the beginning, which gave He Xiaoman the illusion that he was protecting most people from being trapped to death by the rules, and then he deliberately sent himself to death.

The temperature is still dropping a little bit.

After noon, everyone was so cold that they could only huddle under the blankets, put on all the clothes they could wear, and then wrap their bodies in summer cool quilts, but they still couldn't resist the cold.

He Cai and Wang Zihang hugged each other tightly, wrapped in two summer clothes, and were moved into Room 201.

"Pineapple girl, it's so...so cold, you...are you all cold? I...I'm still cold after being wrapped in three layers..."

Xi Hailan rubbed her hands and breathed some warm air in front of her mouth: "You are quite cold, you are so cold that you can't count, you are wrapped in two layers."

Her body must have been strengthened to some extent, coupled with the nourishment of He Xiaoman's minimum configuration of spiritual spring water, she is obviously more resistant to freezing than others.

"Three...three layers." Trembling, He Cai held out three fingers from the Xia Liang quilt: "Two layers of Xia Liang quilt, and the other layer is me...my husband."

He Xiaoman rolled his eyes, girl, you are already frozen like this, so stop showing your affection.

We don't want to eat dog food at all. If there is a kennel, we can consider it, at least to keep warm.

"If the temperature continues to drop after a while, we will dismantle the stools and tables to keep warm." He Xiaoman said: "Anyway, we must find a way to carry it safely until tomorrow night."

"No way, if... if the house is burned down..."

Xi Hailan rubbed her hands together and said, "Won't everyone be saved if the house is burned down? How could they allow this to happen?"

He Cai thought about it, that's right, if the damn hotel is burned down, wouldn't they be able to leave here?

"It's too cold, I... my brain cells are frozen."

The temperature continued to drop slowly. In the end, everyone had no choice but to leave a layer of sheets on the wooden bed and take out the mattresses laid underneath to cover them.

He Xiaoman quietly followed Zhang Yong to participate in the stool grab until [-] o'clock in the evening. This guy was really stupid, and he didn't grab a stool in the first round.

(End of this chapter)