The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 35 Made a decision against the ancestors
"Go, hit the workers~"

Brother Big Corpse strenuously shrank his huge body into the crack, and lifted up the bones one by one.

In less than two weeks, Li Cang has established a deep emotional foundation with Big Corpse Brother, and he cannot do without him.

The more outrageous the hard work, dirty work and tiring work, the more he felt that the original coin was worth it——

Isn't this more fragrant than changing a big elbow?
Two corpses, three walking corpses.

After thinking about it, he asked Brother Big Corpse to take the human corpse to the edge of the floating island and throw it down.

"Don't be surprised, you two. The conditions are poor in this extraordinary period. The haste is indeed a bit hasty, but the bottom is full of lava anyway, so it can be considered a high-power cremation. Let's go all the way."

Back on the island, Li Cang threw the old man aside and thought about the food by himself.

Brother Big Corpse doesn’t need to eat. He was sent to three floating islands to collect the limbs and broken arms of the walking corpses. Isn’t it just enough for ten walking corpses?

After a while, Li Cang held an old bowl of white rice, half a plate of fried rapeseed leaves with chicken sausage that was half a month away from the expiration date, squatted outside the threshold, and started eating.

He's having a hard time
Every meal is served with green vegetable leaves and served with porridge. After working together for so many days, the meal of boiled instant noodles on the giant floating island barely tastes like meat.
While eating, he randomly flipped through the posts in the prayer forum, and saw him cursing:
"Damn it, it's just a 100*350 floating island? There's still a fish pond on such a small island. It's terrible. Grilled fish, stewed fish, boiled fish, and steamed fish, what do you hate there!"

"This is more exaggerated, pig farm? Braised pork?"

"ε=(ο｀*))), these guys are really not ready to be human anymore."

Some people were born in Rome, and some were born as cattle and horses.

Even if this kind of cyberpunk disaster in which the earth changes and cracks is no exception, the starting point of the survivors can still be said to be heaven and earth.

How much is the fair value per catty?
For example, Li Cang, guarding an 8*8 small island has persisted until now.

Look at the braised pork man above. He brought half a mountain and a small pig farm at the beginning of the game. He slaughtered pigs and sheep every day to pick mushrooms. He was 8 catties fatter. He still doesn’t know what a walking corpse looks like. what~
Are we really playing the same earth online? ?
At the very least, Li Cang has survived, and a sustainable development strategy is also on the agenda.

There are also some survivors who are even less lucky, guarding a small floating island of ten or twenty square meters where no birds shit or even a root of grass can grow. Post the same thing, and finally die of thirst and starvation.

Of course, such posts have been rarely seen in recent days, and the vast majority of survivors who can still post have found their own way of survival.

As soon as the post on the anti-disaster base remained high, survivors began reporting coordinates to each other in the forum in an attempt to match regions——

With little success.

When there is a network, a signal, a train, a high-speed rail, an airplane, and a ship, the earth is truly a global village, and there is nothing wrong with it.

But now that they have become like this, they discovered that the earth is really too big, and we, our floating islands, are not even bacteria and viruses compared with the parent star.

It's like the Korean natives who immigrated to Siberia, who can travel around the country with a taxi and go straight to eleven time zones per capita. Is this the difference that ordinary people live in?

Anyway, Li Cang did not see the cost of the navigation path in the post is less than three digits
At this stage, who would be willing to spend a few coins on it after spending so much effort and wishing to sacrifice their own mother?

Poverty makes it difficult for people to move forward, and the last days have not been able to change this rule.

One thing is a good sign, more and more people have found that the posts they send will bring benefits according to the number of views, so there are survival strategies and life-saving tips everywhere, and these posts almost occupy most of the page.

The kind of pure Versailles posts that talk about how big and big the floating island is, what resources, how to develop, how much supplies, what to eat and drink every day are hard to attract attention.

Generally, as long as it appears, the reply is basically like this,
"Can you give me some food?"

"Is there any drink?"

"Any ideas to help everyone?"

"Neither? Then tell me der~"

Typically, 10 points are given to grass and 0 points are not given to grass. From per capita dog licking to C language master, there are only a few guide posts.

Li Cang is the old Raiders post owner, and his hands started to itch again after reading one post after another. After thinking about it for a long time, he realized that his situation has nothing to do with the big guys.
Just write the big corpse brother, the chain crossbow, and other alienated life and life-like debris active processing devices, can others make them?

Certainly not.

Is it possible to write the story that I and I and my placenta have to tell?

"emmm"

It's quite bald, and the sadness comes from it.

Turn off the forum, bang bang to cook.

"roar~"

The thin old walking corpse tied into rice dumplings opened its mouth wide, staring at him and his bowl, drooling like a river.

Li Cang kicked a walking corpse's stump, just hitting it in the face, and didn't want Bilian's flirtatious words to open his mouth.
"Yo?"

"Hungry too?"

"Do you want to eat first or eat me first?"

Click click
What answered him was the sound of gnawing bones.

"You don't even spare the same kind, uh."

The progress bar of Li Cang's cooking froze.

There is only one absurd and funny idea from a tricky angle in my mind:

"Even it has meat to eat!"

"This day is over!"

and many more
After a while, Brother Big Corpse has collected the remaining limbs and broken arms of the walking corpses on the three islands, what if there are not enough ten of them?
Do I have to keep this one alive?

Fatten up and then feed it to the barracks?
The behavior of keeping walking corpses is somewhat perverted.
Is this a job done by carbon-based organisms? !

After losing his job, Li Cang stopped eating, and began to hunt down the walking corpses on the island.

The previous batch of intact limbs were all piled up in the corpse pile, and were judged as a whole by the prayer coin, which could no longer be separated.

Thinking about it now, I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable. If there were so few out at that time, the active devices would have been produced by now.
Brother Big Corpse ran back and forth more than a dozen times, and brought back the remains of the walking corpse, broken arms, broken bones, etc., and piled them up on Licang's floating island to form a small mountain.

"There should be ten of this amount of meat, right?" Li Cang muttered, "Why do I say the word "meat size?"

Waving Summons Wish Coins:

"Pray: Transform the active device of 'disposal of alienated life and the remains of life-like bodies'"

[The strength and quantity of the material meet the standards, and the wish is established. This creation is dangerous, and 10.1 destiny coins need to be paid]

(End of this chapter)