Become a field doctor of survival games

Chapter 65 Snowpiercer Part 7
"We only have 7 minutes, don't waste it!"

Both of them bowed their heads and returned to their seats to stand by.

The woman glanced at Thomas, took two steps forward and continued, "Passengers! What I have in my hand is not a shoe, it's a disorder! It's... a size 44 disorder!"

She also took a special look at the back of the shoe, where the ill-fitting ring on her finger was distorted.

"This! It's death!"

"In this place we call home, there is something that protects us from the cold."

"Is it a carriage? Is it clothes?"

"No! It's order!"

Thomas began to yell even more miserably. He kept scratching the side wall of the carriage, kneeling on the ground and moaning.

"Order is a boundary, blocking the cold death."

The conductor of the train lowered his head, feeling a little unbearable.

"All of us must stay in the designated compartment."

Two same-sex men in suits cuddled together.

"We have our own fixed positions."

The mink coat made a movement with the hands holding the shoes, hung it on the waist, stretched out and rotated for a circle, and then retracted.

Then put the shoe on Thomas' head.

"Do you want to wear shoes on your head? Obviously that's not possible."

"Because the shoes don't belong to your head, the shoes only belong to your feet, and the hat belongs to your head."

"I am the hat and you are the shoes."

"I belong to the head and you belong to the feet, right?"

Thomas' expression changed again, he showed an inexplicable smile, his teeth were black and yellow.

Yue Yingying knew that this was a hallucination.

"From the beginning, the order is determined by your tickets, first class, business class, and your economy class."

"The inherent order is enacted by the divine engine, and everything should be executed in accordance with the rules of passengers!"

"Everyone should stay where they belong. All water and food should be thanks to the engine and the highest respect!"

"Because from the very beginning, high and low are doomed."

Mink made another gesture of reaching out, and concluded his impromptu speech.

"I belong to the front car, and you belong to the back car, just like the feet can never grow with the head, and the status is the same."

"That's why I advise you to put yourself in the right place."

"Make permanent feet."

Both Curtis and Edgar's expressions sank.

The mink fur coat fell off his right shoulder in excitement, leaving only half of it straddling his left shoulder.

She smiled, looked at the watch on Thomas's chest and said, "Uh... there are only 42 seconds left, I think we should report to Mr. Wilford, the master of the sacred engine!"

"Sir? Are you there, sir? Can you hear me?"

Yue Yingying raised her head, she heard a few noises from the horn in the carriage.

"Oh, well, it seems that Mr. Wilford is very busy, so let's do it first."

The mink coat finished her clothes, and at the same time, two men in suits stood up and pulled Thomas, who was kneeling on the ground in a daze, from the outside of the carriage into the car.

With a weak groan, a frosty white arm appeared in front of everyone.

Edgar took out his pocket knife: "We can't let them do this!"

Curtis shook his head slightly: "No, it's not the time yet."

"When will it be?"

Curtis didn't speak, but stared at the front.

Mediterranean tapped the frozen arm with a small spoon, making a crisp sound.

The short brown hair picked up a hammer and swung it on the ground like a golf ball.

Then lift it up and drop it.

In a calm and strange atmosphere, the punishment was completed.

Thomas cried out, not because of pain, he was unconscious, but because of fear, the fear of losing an arm.

After all, Curtis still couldn't bear to lower his head, with a bit of self-blame in his expression.

Mink smiled cruelly, without empathy, and she looked at Thomas on the ground like a battered dog.

There are no TV and other entertainment programs on the train, and this kind of doomsday torture can make her relish it for a few days.

Just as he was about to order to clean up the mess, an old man walked slowly among the crowd.

Every time Gilliam passed a line of people made way for him, or rose to show respect.

The guarded soldiers found him and immediately shouted: "Stop! Don't move!"

The mink coat hurriedly waved him aside: "Don't be rude to Gilliam! Put down this useless gun!"

Gilliam came limping, missing not only his right arm but also his lower left leg.

Mink's attitude towards Gilliam was completely different from that of ordinary people. She showed a sincere smile: "Long time no see, Mr. Gilliam. It's an honor to meet you. How are you doing?"

Gilliam did not respond to her enthusiasm, and followed a group of disabled people behind him, wrapped Thomas with a cloth, and hugged him.

"Minister Mason, I need your help with something."

The mink fur coat readily agreed: "Of course! What are you talking about?"

Gilliam came to her on crutches: "I need you to tell him, I want to talk to him."

"Oh..." Mason's smile froze, "I think you can talk to me, it's impossible for Mr. Wilford to come here, he's at the front!"

Curtis answered her secretly: "That's exactly what I mean, let's talk at the front."

Gilliam went back without saying a word, supported by everyone.

This "farce" continues here.

When the show ended, Yue Yingying remained motionless, watching the ground turn into ice residue.

She looked a little dull, her hands clenched into fists, and her face looked like someone who had been frightened to death, cold and lifeless.

It wasn't until Bo Yanjun shook her arm that he "woke up" her.

"Ah?" Yue Yingying raised her head with innocent eyes, like a little girl discovering new things, bright and persistent.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"It's okay." Bo Yanjun led her away, "It's time to go back."

Turning her head, Yue Yingying's expression gradually became gloomy.

The people in the front compartment are practicing abuse.

What... unforgivable scum.

"Aren't you going to help?"

"what?"

Yue Yingying looked up puzzled.

Bo Yanjun stopped, loosened her cuffs, and turned to look at her: "Don't you sympathize with them? No action?"

"I……"

Yue Yingying really didn't expect that the president would think so.

She thought no one wanted a nosy teammate, so she didn't even show what she really wanted.

Although this recognition is surprising, but.

"I'm not capable." Yue Yingying's eyes were dim, as if she had fallen into the pitch black ink.

"It's a very wide-ranging confrontation. Even if Curtis can successfully reach the front end, I don't think Wilford will let him succeed."

"They don't know it, but we know it's a survival game and it's not going to go smoothly."

Yue Yingying seemed to have foreseen the follow-up: "These people will all die. The people in the front compartment will hand over all the people in the rear compartment."

With the experience of two dungeons, as long as the collected clues are enough, you can see at a glance how the game will develop.

Except for the only variable, the player.

She was suddenly a little puzzled: "President, don't you think that NPCs are all ants, and they die when they die? Why..."

Distressed about human life?
Bo Yanjun was noncommittal, and generously admitted: "The protein cream is too unpalatable, I don't like it."

Yue Yingying: "..."

What an honest reason.

It also fits the personality of the president.

She smiled and said, "Be patient, it's only been fifteen days."

If there is a chance, the next instance will save the world for you!
*
After the "quarantine" incident, the people in the last carriage seemed to come alive.

Curtis commanded strong labor to collect the beds transformed from gasoline barrels, rolled them to the rear of the car for assembly, and spent two days making a row of vertical "siege ladders".

Yue Yingying thinks that these are used to lock the door, and the length is probably just enough to lock the doors of the four compartments.

The time on the train passed fairly peacefully, and she stayed with Benny's brother in her spare time.

The two brothers look similar. Before Yue Yingying came, his cousin was a handyman. After Yue Yingying came, he painted full-time and was excellent at sketching.

Yue Yingying followed suit for a couple of days, and she got it out of nowhere. She drew a picture of the galaxy and the universe on the waste paper. She said it was an abstract painting, and the real meaning was Bo Yanjun wiping the sword.

The cousin's name is Dan Luo, and he feels that Yue Yingying is deceiving him. It is impossible to learn this level of painting in two days.

"You must have learned it when you were a child."

"No."

"You must be bragging." Dan Luo thought sullenly, "I learned to paint but it took me three years to learn to draw like a god. You must have learned."

Yue Yingying was drawing sketches, feeling a little unconfident about her genius skills.

Did she really learn it when she was a child?
But... no relevant memories.

Dan Luo found Thomas with a portrait. He was lying weakly on the treatment bed with a broken arm, and Benny was taking care of him.

Thomas, who was half-dead, suddenly regained his vitality after seeing Dan Luo, and sat up with his own arm: "Where is Andy? Let me see my Andy!"

He snatched the portrait and looked at it, and burst into tears.

Tanya, who was being treated, also grabbed Dan Luo and shouted: "And me! Where's mine?"

"Here." Yue Yingying met Timmy, and she painted very vividly.

"My Timmy..." Tanya tearfully said, "He likes to play with balls, and Benny just made him a ball."

The movement in the last carriage gradually expanded, and the production of "Siege Ladder" happened to be next to it. Tanya seized the opportunity to discuss with Curtis, the conductor: "Let me join, I also want to save Timmy."

The two argued, and Curtis made it clear he didn't want her involved.

"I must go! I'm going to the front car to teach that yellow girl a lesson!"

She tried to convince Curtis with the excuse of great strength.

The two walked while chatting, and it was difficult to hear what they were talking about if they were far away.

Yue Yingying wanted to follow up, but Benny suddenly asked her to fetch alcohol.

"Ok."

Alcohol is in the second-to-last car, which is spacious and has not many beds, left over from the transformation of freight cars.

Yue Yingying quickly took the box of alcohol and was about to leave, but she saw a few men in jackets sneaking around the corner.

(End of this chapter)