[Hunter] The Meteor Legend after Lydia's Life Record

It's a sunny day.I dragged a wooden chair and sat at the entrance of the base hall, holding my chin to deal with the daily disputes of a group of assholes.

"...So, to sum it up: You said she stole your biscuit, but she said she didn't steal it and it was hers?"

I pointed to the two red-faced women arguing over a biscuit in front of me, the corners of my mouth twitching.

"My lord, she was the one who stole it! Damn it, this is our family's last ration, and I earned it with my life before my guy fell! How could this little bitch steal it..."

A Sapo beat his leg.

"I'm wronged! I didn't steal it! This is my biscuit, which was given to me by the master before he fainted! Hey, hey, my lord, she is lying!"

One wiped away tears and shouted for injustice.

"You're a liar! You usually cry to make money, but now no man will accept what you do! The little slut steals biscuits from men, and I will die as an old lady!" Spit flew all over the place.

"I didn't steal it, but you snatched my biscuits... Woohoo, you shrew, you bully others while your master is unconscious! Who doesn't know that you like to take advantage of your favorite things, and you have never been unreasonable..." Tears flowed freely.

"Bah! Bitch!"

"Whoa, shrew!"

"...Stop, stop! Stop talking!"

I was quarreled by them, one head and two big, I slapped the back of the chair and shouted loudly, the two women shook, calmed down in unison, and the noise stopped.

"Didn't I say it? Stay honest and don't cause trouble, don't you understand? Is it difficult?"

I stomped my feet and jumped off the chair, stood with my hips akimbo in front of these two noisy women who couldn't stop early in the morning, and reprimanded me.

"My lord, biscuit..."

"biscuit……"

The two bowed their heads in a docile gesture, but said in unison.

"Isn't it just a biscuit?"

I raised my eyebrows, and snatched the biscuit—actually, there was only about half of it left—from the middle-aged shrew, and said in my hand, "Okay, the biscuit is confiscated. This way, you don't have to fight." , all go back!"

The two women looked stunned, and stopped staring at each other in a hurry. They looked at the biscuit in my hand in unison, as if they were looking at their own son who had been robbed!The young and pretty woman raised her eyelids and looked at my face, shut up and accepted her fate, and the pungent middle-aged woman still didn't give up and said: "My lord, but this..."

I didn't have the patience to mess around with her. The gem-studded cold scabbard of "Gypsophila" twirled around her wrist nimbly, pointing to her face vaguely, and said with a half-smile, "You've broken me!" Do you have an opinion on the case?"

The woman's face turned pale, and she said repeatedly: "Don't dare", and exchanged glances with the young woman, each of them walked back to the neighbor's residence with their heads drooping.

"Boring." I grabbed the knife and sat back on the chair, using my eyes to push away the prying eyes around me one by one, and muttered in a low voice.

I am carrying out the task assigned to me by my elder sister. I am responsible for managing the daily life of nearly 100 people in the two halls on the first floor, and pressing them not to make trouble during this extraordinary period.

The task was not difficult, and I performed well.

The only trouble is that the most troublesome people with the ability to read have fallen to the ground, leaving only the old and the weak, women and children, and there are constant disputes over trivial matters, which need to be mediated in front of me.What she stole his family's food reserves, he molested her husband who was a power-spirited person who fell to the ground, and so on, I couldn't bear it.

I guess, if it wasn’t for the first day I came to work, I would have announced brightly—"Everyone here is under my control, eat more and make less trouble, and stay honest!" Then they decisively lit their knives, and they would not stop.

Throwing half a biscuit in my hand up and down, I was puzzled: "Could it be that they used to be so noisy every day? It's really not easy for the base to manage things..."

"It's just that the people in charge have fallen, and the little devil came out to make trouble with the demons." The clear voice behind said, "If it's normal, the backers on both sides of this kind of thing fight, whoever wins who wins, it's very simple."

I smiled when I heard the words, and the footsteps behind me approached. I turned around from the chair and passed the biscuit back: "Brother Bai, are you here? Do you want biscuits?"

A young man with a passer-by in stature and appearance came over to take away the biscuit, leaned lazily on the cement pillar beside him, tore open the package and threw a biscuit into his mouth, chewing and saying: "I just didn't have breakfast. This The case was settled appropriately."

"Ha, I just think that they won't dare to bother me when they see that it's not good." I said with a smile on the back of the chair.

"It's just to bully your little girl to have a good temper." The man said, "Ah Wu is next door, who dares to talk to him?"

As he said, he put down the biscuit, the muscles on his face swelled and his eyes narrowed, he looked exactly like the vicious and evil face of Ah Wu next door, very similar to him.

I burst out laughing, and the jewel on the scabbard knocked against the back of the chair, making a clear sound.

The unremarkable young man named Xiaobai, and the narrow-eyed man next door, A Wu, with a fierce face, are the partners of our "spider" guarding the two halls.

Judging from this arrangement, the eldest sister still takes good care of me—the two people assigned to me are both masters, and they still have nothing to put on airs.

The task of repression was not so easy at the outset.

On the eighth day of the outbreak of the plague, the eldest sister carried out a brutal cleansing of ordinary people and masters in the base, and blood flowed on the platform outside the base.

There used to be about a hundred ordinary people and masters in the base. Within a day of the rebellion, the elder sister ordered to kill more than 70 people with thunderous force.Of course, not all of them participated in the rebellion, but those who were slightly dissatisfied and could not be fully trusted were included in the purge—under the appearance of being bold and passionate, the elder sister actually knew everything about the personnel and affairs of the base.Thinking about it is right, the heart is not cruel enough and the sword is not fast enough, how could it be possible to sit in the position of the president of the South Branch?

In the end, there were only [-] ordinary masters who survived, and all of them were included in the temporary expansion of the pro-guards.This is almost the only remaining combat power in the base after all the psychic users are infected with the virus.

Such a large-scale reshuffle has left a lingering aftertaste of turmoil.This includes ordinary masters who did not participate in the rebellion but rose up to resist because of the purge, and vassals who were desperate and helpless because their backers were purged.

When Xiaobai and Awu came to report for duty, I had just subdued an ordinary expert who suddenly burst into flames, stepped on the ground, bent down and pointed the tip of the knife at the throat.

There were footsteps coming from the side. I turned my head and saw two men, one tall and one short walking in, with a high-spirited aura that was completely different from the timid crowd around me, and I knew it right away.

"Make sure, are you going to rebel?" I looked down at the enemy under the knife and asked not seriously.From his constricted pupils, I saw the restlessness and despair of struggling under the cover of the nest.

He opened his mouth and struggled to say something, and I slit his throat.The knife accidentally cut the blood vessel with too much force, and I turned sideways to avoid the splashing blood.

"Hey, I said don't cause trouble." I moved my feet away from the corpse and whispered to myself.

First day out to play?Walking in the rivers and lakes, you can either be ruthless or tolerant, and those who are out will die.

The base still protects them too well.

A whistle came from nearby.I stood up straight and looked over, the tip of the knife was hanging down, and said with a smile: "This is a spider. Are you my partner?"

Self-introduction was carried out amidst the chaos.

That night was the final cleansing, and it was true that there was no wrongful killing, and no one was spared.

At that time, someone in the corner farthest from us in the hall suddenly pulled out a pistol and shot. At the same time as the gunshot rang out, a dagger flew across the entire hall like a white rainbow, piercing the wrist holding the gun with a "ding". | The gun flies into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the unremarkable man appeared behind the gunman, flipping the dagger in his hand deftly, drawing a line of blood on the enemy's neck easily and smoothly.

Wipe your throat like a textbook.

The sound of gunfire stimulated the panicked crowd.

"Fight with them!" Someone shouted, and a few men, women and children in the corner rushed towards the door in a mess—they rushed for the door to escape!

The man standing opposite me was shirtless, with strong muscles, moving his fingers and stepping to stop the group of people, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, grabbing it with a few hooks, and the sound of bones breaking when the impact was violent was clear and audible. The tendons and bones of all the victims were broken, and they died instantly.

The fierce battle here is fierce, and there are some fish that slip through the net trying to bypass them and rush out of the door, and I kill them one by one with a horizontal knife.

The "Gypsophila" is so sharp, I don't even need to use much force, the blade swung down like moonlight, and a few heads rolled to the ground, and I screamed a few times.

I raised my eyes and looked opposite, the man who was the first to strike with a dagger in both hands was like a ghost, and then quietly passed through the crowd and appeared on the edge of the battlefield, killing the last few people who were running around like headless chickens.

The killing is over.

Eleven corpses were poured around, and the smell of blood was overwhelming.There were mostly women and children in the hall. At this time, the muffled cries of children being covered, and the terrified sobs of women could be heard.

A head that rolled away was kicked over, leaving bloodstains on the ground.

"Xiaobai." A man with an extremely ordinary face and figure walked over and said with his daggers upside down.

The scattered corpses on the ground were lifted to the door and piled up. The man with tall nose, thin eyes and fierce face slapped the blood off his hands, and turned his head and said, "Awu."

Behind the man named A Wu, a team of people appeared at the door in due course and took the body away.I saw Little Trumpet standing behind these people, counting the bodies that had been transported away, and lowered his head to write down a few notes in his notebook.

I shook off a trace of blood stained on the blade, and looked up to feel the glare of the lights on the base.I looked at Xiaobai and Awu who were looking at me. The terrified crowd behind them was like a silent background.

I sheathed the knife and blinked: "Lydia."

Strength is the passport of the strong.

The blackened old scars at the entrance of the hall were dripping with new blood. Xiaobai Awu and I reached a cooperation, and the people in the two halls were like frost-beaten eggplants, obediently obeying the "adult" my jurisdiction.

It has been safe and sound since then.

I thought I was still dedicated to my duties, and chatted with Xiaobai at the door, and it was noon in a flash.

I happily stood up holding the knife, ready to go back and change the guard with Yan.

As soon as he raised his foot, a child's cry came from behind him, followed by a sharp cry: "Help, my lord! He hit someone!"

With a twitch on his forehead, Xiaobai looked at me with a half-smile and spread his hands—according to the division of labor, they were only responsible for force.

"What's the matter?!"

I had no choice but to walk into the crowd following the yelling, and saw a dry and thin woman tightly protecting the child in her arms, looking vigilantly at a thin man with an angry expression on the opposite side.

Seeing me approaching, the woman immediately shouted as if seeing a savior: "My lord, help! My son is only five years old, he can't be beaten to death!"

I looked at the boy in her arms who was covering his forehead and screaming desperately, and said with a dark face: "Tell him to shut up!" Cried.

After the ears were clean, I looked to the other side.

The skinny man met my gaze, and said confidently: "My lord, judge me, this little bastard stole my food! I just hit him once, and this bitch started howling!"

Why is it food again... I was exhausted in my heart, so I asked impatiently: "What did this kid eat you?"

The man was very aggrieved and took out a green apple that was already a little wilted. There was a piece missing on the apple, and there were very eye-catching big teeth marks, which were about the size that the child could bite out.

"Is that so?" I lowered my head and asked the woman holding the child.

The woman nodded her head with dodge eyes, and shouted again: "Then he can't beat people!"

"Who told him to steal? Give me apples!" the man said angrily.

"Don't make noise." I stopped them with a headache, looked at the child and asked, "Where did you hit?"

The child's mother showed the boy's forehead, which was indeed red.

...What, it's just a red patch!

I glared at the woman, and said smugly, "Isn't there nothing wrong with it? Your son bit his apple? Then you should pay him."

The woman turned yellow all of a sudden, and said falteringly: "The child is ignorant, so he just took a bite... Your lord, please spare us! Our mother and I really can't afford it. The child's father went out and didn't come back. How many days have passed, the child is so hungry that only his bones are left, and he can't bear it before he gnaws his apple..."

"Are you sick?" I said bluntly, "Why did you call me here when you were clearly wronged? You can't afford to pay for it."

"But he beat someone..." The woman burst into tears, and the child in her arms also howled with a "wow--".

"I told him to shut up, didn't you hear?" I kicked the woman hard.Don't think I didn't see it, she just pinched the child to make him cry on purpose!

The child was covered again.

"Is this really your child?" I couldn't help wondering.

"Of course!" The woman hurriedly said, and hugged the child again.

Does that mean I'm soft-hearted and easy to deceive?I didn't want to get entangled in this, pointed at her and said, "Anyway, if you don't want to be beaten, just return the apple. Don't say that you can't afford it in exchange—here, it's okay to have lunch."

I pointed to the door, and what the cart delivered was today's lunch.

Since the base was under martial law, the kitchen was blocked, and all the food was provided by the base, and everyone had a share, and the amount was fixed.

When she heard that she was going to return it with lunch, the woman was dumbfounded and her face was sallow.I turned my head to the skinny man and said, "Here, this woman's lunch is yours. Don't hit that child again."

What better lunch than a bite of apple?The man was overjoyed, looked at me and said disgustingly: "Yes, yes, yes! My lord is wise!"

"My lord! My lord, please! Please have pity on me! My man's life or death is uncertain, and our mother and I have no food left. This is to starve us to death..." The woman stopped her mouth suddenly.

I bent down, put the scabbard against her neck, and said loudly at a volume that everyone around me could hear: "Please be sober. I'm not Lord Qingtian, my duty is to watch you and don't make trouble, understand? If you delay my return home from work, you won't have to eat lunch anymore!"

The woman finally realized that I was not a good person, and immediately became honest.With a sneer on my face, I put away the knife and strode out of the hall.

A bunch of moths, so much shit!

Turn right out of the hall, through the dark corridor, past the toilet, and at the end is our room.From a distance, I saw several people crowded in front of the house, and there were quarrels.

"You are deceiving people too much!" Yan Qi shouted in annoyed voice.

As I walked over, I heard the woman with her back turned to me sneer: "The supplies in the base are limited now, so many people have their mouths open, it's good to have a stutter. Everyone eats this, why are you picky?"

"You're talking nonsense! It's obviously our fault..." Yan yelled angrily.

"Excuse me. What's going on here?"

I stood behind those women, and if it didn't sound like a good thing, how could I be polite?I kicked away the woman blocking me, and squeezed to the front amidst her exclamation.

Now I see that it is Ah Ying's mother who is confronting Yan.Beside her was a cart with a large bucket filled with white batter—is this food coming?

"Lydia!" Yan saw my happy face, and immediately complained, "The noodles they gave us are only so small, they are all mushy, and they are all cold. They are clearly bullying people on purpose!"

She pointed to the iron bucket, and I saw that there was indeed only a thin layer of bottom inside, and I could vaguely see the appearance of individual noodles, and the rest were all in a mess.

I said disgustedly: "Are you kidding, is this lunch?"

"So what? Are you picky at any time?" Ah Ying's mother sneered, "There's only so much food in the base, don't eat it if you don't want to eat it!"

Hey, listen to her nonsense.The big pot of rice sent by the base for so many days has never been so rotten.Taking a step back, even if the supplies are tight, I just came back from the lobby, and the food there is better than ours!This is obviously a deliberate spoof.

Seeing that Aying's mother, who I had a festival with, was standing at the front, and the two women who delivered food behind were all headed by her, what else did I not understand?

——This is the rush to put on our shoes!

I turned my head and asked Yan: "Is it like this these two days?"

"The first two days were fine, but it was a little less than usual. It's getting worse every day!" Yan Qi said angrily.

"Oh." I nodded, took another look at the disgusting batter in the iron bucket, glanced at Aying's mother's cold and mocking eyes, then turned to Yan and said, "Go in, I'll take care of it."

Yan stared at the opposite side, turned and went back to the room.I beckoned Alisa, who was leaning against the door with a worried face, to come over, pointed to the iron bucket and asked, "Is this food enough for us?"

Alyssa came over timidly, took a spoon and stirred in the bucket, and said softly: "Enough is enough..."

I nodded and said, "That's fine. Let's eat together."

Alyssa glanced at me in surprise, ran into the room quietly and took out a stack of rice bowls, and with some difficulty scooped up the batter that had condensed in the iron bucket with a big iron spoon.

After reluctantly waiting for Alisa to scoop up all the batter at the bottom of the bucket, I waved my hand and said to Aying's mother, "Let's go!"

Looking at the three women who left arrogantly as if the plot had succeeded, I closed the door with a sullen face, and sighed in my heart: fools are in power, and there will be troubles in the world from now on.

"Lydia, is that all?"

Seeing Alyssa laying batter in a neat row on the table, Yan ran over to ask in disbelief.

I asked back, "Did you eat that thing?"

Smoke was speechless for a moment.

I shrugged my shoulders and said, "If you don't eat it, forget it. You're a clown, why bother?"

Turning my eyes, I raised my hand and patted Yan's shoulder again, and at the same time pulled Alyssa, and said in a low voice: "Okay, I did the right thing today! It's our business whether we eat or not, we should care about it." Still have to count."

"The spirit of words is our secret. If I show my feet in this kind of place, I'm afraid I can only kill people. I don't know how many people will die..." I glanced at the two girls meaningfully, and I straightened up, He pursed his lips and smiled, "You think so?"

Going around Yan and Alyssa whose expressions changed slightly, I saw Kuroro half lying on the bed looking towards me.

The mood suddenly cleared up, I laughed happily, ran over and threw myself on the bed, and asked repeatedly: "Kurolo! Are you awake? How do you feel now? What do you want to eat?"

The author has something to say: I am back as promised!However, the admission result hasn't come out yet, and I want to bang my head against the wall... still haven't saved the manuscript, so I can't guarantee daily updates.Update every night at [-] o'clock, if not, wait until tomorrow.

That's it for now.

It was super encouraging to go back and read everyone's comments when I was in Calvin!I'll take the time to reply - everyone!