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Chapter 254

Katri is a resident of Fuso City.

He has been in this great and sad city for three years.

Falling from a normal life to this endless hell overnight, he survived a period of cruel years relying on luck and struggle, and became the last survivor among the refugees at the same time.

Whether it will be the last one or not, he actually doesn't know.

But he likes to call himself this way, because he can affirm himself by calling himself like this, and affirm his own value through comparisons in this world where people's lives are reckless.

As for who were the other refugees in the same period, and who were even alive, he couldn't remember clearly.

He lives in Fusang City in a daze, and he only wants to live like this. He has no attachment to becoming stronger, even though he understands that if he does not become stronger in this world, he may not even know how he will die in the future.

But he dared to swear that if he went to explore the three surrounding boundaries to seek a way out, he would definitely die a miserable death.

Just a few experiences in the Honkai boundary zone made him terrified.

The burning sensation of being eroded by the energy called "Honkai" is still vivid in his memory. During that time, he felt that his life was worse than death.

Even if I gave up exploring the boundary afterwards, I was often shrouded in that shadow in my sleep.

He was exhausted both physically and mentally. For him, continuing to live like this might be better than simply dying.

But a coward cannot take his own life,

He kept an old pistol in his arms at all times, and kept one shot for himself.

Khatri waited for that day, for when something in his life would make him decide to pull the trigger on himself.

Recently, there have been more anomalies in Fuso Castle.

It is mainly reflected in the activities of those cult members.

Regardless of past life or present life, even though those cultists have the same powerful power as the previous film and television works, Khatri still doesn't take these people who put their faith in "gods" seriously.

But his opinion doesn't matter, anyway, these cultists who have no good intentions for the world are quite dangerous.

There are also some strange people who came to Fusang.

These people don't seem to be malicious, they are just doing basic exploration and understanding of the city.

This reminded Katri of the time when he first came here.

Seeing the traces of civilization is undoubtedly moving for a person living in another world, but in fact, now he only asks why he didn't starve to death in the wilderness outside.

Anyway, Khatri tried to make contact with the newcomers.

He learned that their temporary base was in an abandoned church not far from his residence.

It was originally a missionary site of Cangjiao, but it has been forcibly abolished, which is a pity.

Ask them what they are looking for here, and they can give some fluffy answers.

Lost pets, lost ego, fun in games...

There were all kinds of answers, and those bright smiling faces made Katri doubt himself whether he was in the same world as them.

They probably came from the world outside the sunken empty islands according to the rumors.

Even though those places have their own filth, they are definitely not worse than the Sunken Sky Islands.

After speaking with them, Khatri ended the conversation in time so as not to arouse their unnecessary vigilance.

after that……

What happened after that?

Katri's will to think was a little dull.

He seemed to have fallen asleep from exhaustion.

Surprisingly, he thought that his body and mind were not so weak that he fell asleep and passed out without realizing it.

Then, Kateri should have fallen asleep.

So who is this consciousness that is thinking now?
"..."

Am I dreaming?

When this idea popped up, it seemed to trigger a key word.

The scarlet light that lit up in front of him illuminated the table in front of him and a "girl" sitting on a chair behind the table.

This young-looking girl had unusually thick black long hair, and looked at the paper documents in her hand with a blank expression.

What is she doing?
Khatri thought, wanting to take a closer look.

As a result, the girl said before he took a step: "You are undergoing an interview now, I don't think any interviewer will rashly rush in front of the interviewer."

Kateri was stunned, a little puzzled: "Interview? I didn't participate in any interview?"

"No, you participated, it was our unilateral invitation." The girl said after putting the document in her hand on the table.

Kateri's eyes swept across the file without a trace, and he saw his own photo on the file with just a glimpse. Although the other words could not be read clearly, he judged it all at once from the familiar arrangement format. It should be your own information.

He was a little uneasy.

Why does his information appear in this strange place, and what is the interview that the girl is talking about?
"Don't be so afraid, you gave us the information."

"I don't remember that I have ever handed out my resume to any force." Khatri assumed that this thing was his resume.

He didn't know if there was such a decent process in the outside world, but Fusang City definitely didn't have it.

"To be precise, it was given to us by your dream, but these are not important." The girl's fair finger lightly tapped the photo of Kateri on the file and said: "I heard that you left a bullet for yourself that is convenient for suicide. is that true?"

"Yes." Khatri replied calmly.

"Can I kill myself now?"

"Why?" Khatri asked curiously.

"Aren't you waiting for an opportunity? I think we can be the one that prompts you to commit suicide." The girl said with a lovely smile.

Khatri was a little annoyed, what was going on: "But I don't think so, Miss, if this is a nasty joke you guys made on me, I want to say that I don't like it, can you let me leave? ?”

"Oh, do you think I'm joking?" The girl tilted her head, "Then let's change the subject, is it your gang who asked you to investigate us?"

Hearing this, Katri showed a puzzled expression: "Gangs? Why did you mention gangs? I didn't join them."

"Yeah, although it's not written in your information, it may be because your subconscious is deliberately concealing it, so you can't dig out more information in this deep dream, but the things you have done will always leave traces."

The girl picked up the information on the table again: "You like to engage in some inner debates of self-denial, but in a way, you are also used to using this method to persuade and deceive yourself. You are a talent."

Khatri said nothing.

"You didn't join the gang, so can you explain where your extra wine and bread come from every seven days? The gang is really generous and will distribute supplies to you steadily. It would be even better if you can get some fragments. But they don't seem to want your low-level eyeliner to be too strong." The girl talked eloquently, making Katri's back glowing.

"Ah? You mean to say that you have tried your best to hide in order not to attract attention, why are you still being discovered?"

Before Khatri opened his mouth, the girl seemed to know what he was thinking in advance: "It's still your dream that told me, do you know, Katri, people in dreams are very fragile, because dreams can hide the real side of people exposed."

"I don't want to criticize you. I still have a good impression of you. After all, this is just an interview, isn't it? Even if you fail, you just go back to where you should go to live."

"So, if I give you a chance here, do you want to kill yourself without hesitation, or do you struggle desperately to get your wine and bread?"

Khatri said in a deep voice, "I don't have any obligation to face the choice you gave me."

"You clearly know that, don't you?" The girl looked up, and she was sitting on the chair despite being not tall, but Katri felt a sense of frustration of being overlooked: "You know that this world is a world where the weak prey on the strong, and you think you are so The walking dead are ready to shoot themselves at any time, you used to rely on nothing but yourself and the last bullet, but you seem to have changed a bit now."

"The wine and bread seem to give you some confidence and expectations for those 'strong men' who have never set their sights on you?"

The girl smiled: "It's not shameful to find a reason to live, the price is that you become a little weak. I'm not denying you, but for me now you are the real walking dead."

"Enough!" Khatri yelled.

The girl shut up at the right time and looked at him quietly.

"Then I will ask the last question of this interview, Khatri, do you dare to commit suicide here? This is just a dream."

Khatri gasped, sweat running from his hairline to his chin.

At some point, he seemed to be holding something in his hand.

Swish...

click...

boom!
Katri's eyes darkened.

"Not bad, you are considered qualified, welcome to the carnival, ha ha." The girl's gentle voice resounded in her ears, and Katri felt a long-lost peace in the aftertaste of the severe pain before "death".

(End of this chapter)