Ou Huang, she exploded in the survival game

Chapter 214: It's a Blessing to Eat It 22
"Why don't we go over and take a look quietly later? It's so difficult for everyone now, it's not okay for their family to eat alone."

The aunt suggested that the son was also a little moved and nodded.

Outside the window, Feiyun frowned slightly, thinking of something bad.

He raised his head and looked inside the house from the corner of the window sill. The mother and son, who were whispering together, turned around and walked into the lane between the two houses.

In the dark alleyway, Feiyun walked steadily without making a sound.

Coming out of the laneway, there is a two-story building behind the house.The room is very bright, and the bright candlelight illuminates the outside.

Feiyun approached him lightly and cautiously.

Inside the house were four men with machetes.

All four of them gathered in the living room, doing their own things.

The machete man is wiping his machete with a towel, the gun man is leaning against the wall and dozing, and the baseball man is waving a baseball bat, as if practicing.

A man with a kitchen knife is sitting at the dining table, cutting something with a knife.

"Rest early today! Watch the night in order, leave early tomorrow morning, and find a new village as a stronghold."

Wiping the knife in his hand, the man said slowly, and the others looked at him and nodded in agreement.

"Alright.

After I came back, I thought about it carefully, and things were really weird.

I remember that when the stone flew over, the branches and leaves in that direction did not shake.The man threw the stone with such force that it was impossible not to touch the surrounding bushes. "

The man with the gun opened his eyes, looked at the three of them and said.

"Even if his location is hidden, after we found it, there was no trace of anyone hiding along the way."

The baseball man stopped his swing and continued.

"Even if this person is not an advanced player, he must be a master who is good at hiding his whereabouts. With his performance this afternoon, if he wants to sneak into the village quietly, it will be too easy to catch us off guard."

The kitchen knife man put the cut piece of meat into the porcelain bowl next to it, and picked up a large piece to continue cutting.

Smelling the faint smell of blood in his breath, the gun-wielding man couldn't stand it anymore, looked at the kitchen knife man and said, "I said, can you stop being so perverted? Isn't it disgusting to cut the same kind of meat?"

The kitchen knife man shrugged, with a helpless expression on his face,
"I can't help it, the dog wants to eat.

I can't give it our food, can I?There are fewer and fewer foods in airtight packaging, and it has been several days, and the survival rate is still more than 70.00%.

Maybe we will have to eat it in two days!
Anyway, these people are also starving to death, and they will rot soon, so they might as well feed them to dogs, at least they can help to guard against strangers. "

"I don't want to eat that stuff." The baseball man spoke with a look of disgust.

"Hey, you're a good person now. Didn't you see you have such a conscience when you killed people two days ago?"

The kitchen knife man showed contempt, they are all scumbags, how can they compare themselves?
"I killed them for a reason.

Doesn't that want the game to end sooner?Besides, they are dead now, and they will not be able to see the hell in the next few days.

Maybe they have to thank Lao Tzu for letting them escape from the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible. "

The baseball guy explained, admitting he was a jerk, a big bad.

But the number of game participants is 32456, and the survival rate is 10%.In other words, only 3245 people survived in the end.

There are 300 players in this game.

Even if the players are lost, there are not many places left for the aborigines to compete for.There were nearly 3 aborigines, and less than 3000 survived in the end.

Those who can survive are those with means, strategies, and courage.

It can't be these ordinary villagers.

The four of them went out to chase people today, such a good opportunity, these aborigines didn't know how to run, it would be strange to survive to the end.

It is better to die sooner or later than to die sooner or later.

Why not get them out of the game early without going through the brutal endgame?

"cut."

The chopper man looks down on the baseball man's theory.

This is obviously being a bitch and erecting a memorial archway, disgusting people.

He can honestly admit that he is a bad person and a pervert.

No way, the game forced him to be so perverted.If you don't pervert, you can't live without being bad.

Rather than die by oneself, it is of course better for someone else to die.

"I would say that the best way to clear the game is in the early stage of the game, when advanced players lead us mid-level players to kill all the aborigines.

It's no problem to pass the customs properly. "

The machete man also chimed in.

"Can the game's loopholes be so easy to exploit?" The gun-wielding man said, "When the time comes, the game will be changed to a 10% survival rate for participating players. I'll see what you will do then?"

Chopper Man: "..."

Baseball Man: "..."

Kitchen Knife Man: "..."

"Then let's be more restrained! Anyway, with our ability, we can't kill many people even if we are exhausted."

"Wait slowly! Now that most people have no food, how long can they survive only by drinking water? By then, most people will definitely die within a day or two or even shorter.

In this kind of famine game, not many people will die in the early stage, but in the later stage, the dead will be piece by piece. "

The machete man looked at the porcelain bowl with meat on the table, "After all, there are only a few who can grab food. If you can break through the psychological bottom line, you can eat everything, and there won't be too much."

The man with the gun glanced at the man with the kitchen knife, then continued to hug his chest, closed his eyes and fell asleep.The baseball man put away his help and sat down by the wall opposite him.

After cutting the meat in his hand, the kitchen knife man walked out of the house to the low shed on the side of the small building.

In the darkness, two pairs of green eyes stared at him, and howled lowly.

"Yellow-eyed dog, I've been feeding you for a day or two, and you're still so fierce."

As the chopper man poured the meat from the bowl into the dog bowl, the two dogs immediately scrambled for it, chomping down on it, and uttered low warning sounds to each other.

The kitchen knife man looked at the two dogs and said, "It's delicious. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be able to eat this kind of meat for the rest of your life, so keep vigil for me after eating.

Tonight I have to cheer up, if there is any noise outside, I will yell hard.

Tomorrow, when I change places, I will bring you with me, and there will be new meat by then. "

As soon as the words fell, a sharp dagger was inserted into the back of the kitchen knife man's head from behind.

Just before he died, the kitchen knife man heard a childish voice, and said coldly: "Unfortunately, you can't wait until tomorrow."

The kitchen knife man didn't even know who killed him, so he fell down and went.

The two meat-eating dogs hid in the nearby shed with their tails between their legs, not daring to say a word.

Fei Yun looked at the kitchen knife man's body, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I promised Ding Shi that I will kill you to avenge the dead villagers."

Wiping the dagger on the kitchen knife man and dragging him to the back of the shed, Feiyun turned and walked into the darkness.

"Yan Fang, why haven't you come back yet?"

The machete man who was watching the night in the house became suspicious when he saw that his companion hadn't come back.

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(End of this chapter)