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Your abdominal pain seems to have a life of its own, churning viciously, and it seems like a fire is burning.

The astonishing heat blinds your eyes, and you half kneel on the ground.

It turns out that this is what it feels like to be extremely hungry.

People around - no, they are already pieces of meat - all exude a tempting smell of meat, including long hair.

If this continues, you will be doomed, your remaining rationality growled feebly.

You endured the nausea and swallowed the piece of meat you vomited out in front of you.

The burning sensation slowed down a bit, but you, who were covered in cold sweat and limp on the ground, couldn't even pick up the hoe that Changmao threw at you.

You try to crawl around the corner, away from the battlefield.

Since you can't help, try not to delay as much as possible.you think.

The ping-pong-pong fight in front was very intense, interspersed with long-haired swear words, and some speeches that were not very socialist.

You try to concentrate, blinking the sweat off your eyelashes.The floor here is cement black, so you only now notice that there are many sticky black shadows on the ground, which are stretching and moving, like worms growing in the dark.

Some dark shadows had crawled onto the long-haired legs, delaying his movements.You smell the spray of fresh blood, appetite and worry bite you at the same time.And now, more shadows crawl toward you, like maggots smelling carrion.

You want to run away, but you don't have the strength, and you're against the wall, there's no going back.

"Woo!"

A black shadow finally climbed up your calf, and you felt a severe pain in your head, and you almost lost your voice.

Fragmentary pictures flashed like broken glass.

You see many people squatting in the cramped cave with haggard faces.

There is not enough food and water here, and it is impossible to go out.In the beginning, some old people died.Then, it was the originally strong man who died.This man has a large appetite, and he divides half of his portion with his wife for each meal.

Everyone knows that he was alive and slowly starved to death.

After the weird silence, everyone formed a tacit understanding.They exchanged the corpses of their relatives with others, seeking a temporary survival and a thin slice of humanity.

Finally, a haggard woman silently handed over the child in her arms to the young mother in exchange for another child.

"Mom..." The child was so hungry that he couldn't see clearly, but he still cried softly.

"Don't cry, don't cry."

The young mother sang two lullabies in a soft voice.Then, he leaned over and stabbed the knife in his hand without hesitation.

The doll in the child's hand falls, even if it falls on the dirty ground, it still maintains blue eyes and an innocent smile.

But the blood does not splatter on the ground, because every drop is cherished and swallowed into the stomach.

"Those who can survive are not good people. The good people are all dead." The young mother whispered while hugging the corpse, licking off the blood stains on her mouth.

"boom!"

With the loud explosion, you wake up suddenly, and your consciousness finally returns to reality.

There was a big hole in the ceiling, and the steel bars and concrete formed a hill, which is still falling down.

You and Long Mao: "Ha Chirp! Ha Chirp!"

Long Mao was disheveled and covered in blood, but he jumped aside just in time to escape the blast.He stared at the big hole dumbfounded: "Damn it, high-level Ottokin! Little Lily made a heavy investment! This is a sprint from the four olds to modernization!"

The statue was gone, and under the pile of cement, there was only a metal-colored arm that was constantly struggling, which looked a little funny.

The light shines in from the broken ceiling, and with the broken walls, there is a strange sense of sacredness.

You are in a trance for a while, and you have the illusion of being pulled out of the darkness by the gods.

A black shadow jumped down with a swish, and landed firmly on the uneven concrete pile.

You didn't realize you were laughing.

With a "Yo Heh" sound from Changmao, he jumped over and raised his hands high in a high-five gesture.Brother Hei looked at him for two seconds, and finally stretched out his hand to pull you over.

Changmao yelled, Yan Li poked her head out from above: "Shut up, shut up, one or two come up quickly! It's lunch time!"

Right above the slaughterhouse is the restaurant, and when you turn it up, you will see a mess.The clock pointed to twelve o'clock, and there was melodious music outside. It was the big clock on the third floor.

Now, besides you, there are three people left.Glasses and his two attendants, you remember that the young man called himself Wang Wei, and they looked very ordinary.The other is the girl who told you about Weiwei before, but now she is not as soft and weak as before, she stands upright.

That's right, it's all here, there is no real weak chicken.

You hold onto Brother Hei to stand up, your legs entangled by the shadows are tingling faintly, but what is more serious is your hunger.You couldn't bear the smell of blood and bit your arm.

Brother Hei frowned, and pulled your hand out forcefully, replacing it with his.

You cover your mouth and shake your head vigorously.

Glasses: "Isn't Master coming out yet? It's lunch time."

The door slowly opened, and He Rou walked in.

She is wearing a red dress.No, it was a white dress dyed completely red.Her whole body exudes the fragrance of blood, her face is rosy, and she is smiling.

She looked different now, dignified in her posture and graceful in her movements.

She glanced around. "Where's my child? Where's the servant?"

His expression was natural, and it looked like he was genuinely puzzled.

You suddenly think of the Ripper who was assimilated in the previous level, and the painting on the second floor.

Jesus is the master, plus 12 disciples, there are 13 people in total.

If that painting represents you, that is to say, there are a total of twelve players excluding the master.

But there are 13 of you in total.Therefore, there is always one of you who is not a guest.

This is what Mary the Doll said: "The owner is the mother."

She has been sitting at the same table with you through He Rou's body.

"Mom" clapped her hands: "Come out, don't neglect the guests."

As soon as the words fell, the bungalow came alive.

The dark shadows in the ground couldn't wait to crawl out, the servant's severed limbs crawled on the ground, the ticking clock sounded music, the stiff statue began to move, and even the walls trembled uncomfortably.

The young man next to the glasses trembled and asked, "What about lunch? According to the schedule..."

Yan Li scolded: "Idiot! You still have to rest at this time!"

Long Mao: "What is the painting on the door of your room?"

Youth: "Pudding..."

Long Hair: "Oh, then in their eyes, you taste like pudding."

At this time, you have no time to care about other things. After getting a brief sobriety by gnawing your hands, you are trembling all over again, your brain is roaring, and you are only clamoring for hunger.Instinct even makes you want to obey He Rou's orders.

You can:

A bite black brother

B continues to bite the hand

C Let your partner knock you out

D ran into the kitchen