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"By the way, after talking so much, why don't you try the taste, guys?" The aroma of the wine wafted for a long time, and the old man seemed to be unable to wait. He was about to start pouring wine for a few people.

And at this moment, the plundering gang finally showed their faces.

"Old man, don't you want to stun us with this wine?" Someone took out a knife.

"Ah." The old man looked surprised: "Why do you think so, why... why are you going to use a knife?"

"It's the same thing if you kill him, and then drink and get money." Someone said, "This is a good habitat. After the end of the world, you can even run things with rolls."

"It's quick and easy."

The young man stepped forward with his knife and was about to attack the old man, but saw a strange smile on the face of the hunched old man.

The young man opened his mouth, but found that he could no longer make any sound.

The aroma of wine floating in the air became more and more intoxicating.

"Bang" "Bang" "Bang"!

The sound of the body falling to the ground one after another was extremely heavy, despairingly heavy.

Several people fell to the ground, their weapons fell to the ground, but their bodies seemed to be numb and could no longer move.

The old man bowed his back with a weird smile, and closed the lid of the wine again. Then, he pressed his hand on the bar, revealing a deep passage.

He dragged those people's sack-like bodies one by one, and dragged the desperate people in one by one.

"Cluster".

The candle lighted abruptly again, and the tavern at night was quiet again.

The slightly open wooden door, like the mouth of a grown beast, is waiting for a traveler with a lost future.

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"...Not right."

In the upstairs room, the black-haired girl stood by the window, her face brightly dyed by the lights, she opened her warm eyes and looked out at the night lights of the city.

The wooden bed made a creaking noise, and the air in March had a musty smell of damp wooden boards. Because of the break time, Su Mingan temporarily shut down the live broadcast. He sat on the bed and held his forehead, relieving the still disabled. Some dizziness.

"...Ah." He raised his eyelids, revealing eyes full of red threads: "What did you say?"

"Blood smell." Yueyue said, "Obviously."

"You have a smarter nose." Su Mingan lay down directly on the bed: "...But this kind of thing basically doesn't need to be analyzed."

"Why?"

"It can be pushed, after all the clues are connected." Su Ming'an said: "It is obviously a disease that needs mushroom treatment to heal, but the price of mushrooms is surprisingly cheap. Obviously, those, very cheap [Mushrooms] , not the [mushrooms] needed to cure disease.”

Yueyue's long eyelashes trembled, and she suddenly thought of Su Ming'an's terrifying description of the scenes in the laboratory.

——The ones that can be made into vaccines are grown from those corpses... Those mushrooms?

"A black shop like this is probably a mushroom cultivation facility." Su Ming'an yawned: "The whole city will use high prices to crowd out non-local people who can't get jobs, and then deceive those who are unprepared and have no money to come here. Plant a seemingly good foothold, trap them, grow mushrooms on their bodies...sell them for huge profits. The whole city is a huge crematorium." He put his hand to his face, blocking some dazzling eyes lights, the voice almost murmured:

"...That's why I said, a place like this. It's never disease that kills human beings... It's always, human's own greed..."

Yueyue stood for a long time facing the cold wind at night, feeling a little cold in her body.

She turned her head slightly and wanted to add some clothes, only to find that the boy lying on the bed was already asleep.

She heard a knock from the door.

The old man's hoarse voice resounded outside the door:

"Young man, little girl, do you want to order drinks and snacks? You guys, haven't you eaten yet?"

While the old man was talking, Yueyue smelled a distinct **** smell.

She didn't make a sound, and walked to the door on tiptoe, and then put her face close to the cat's eye.

—She met the old man's dark, drowsy eyes that were like a quagmire.

Empty, deadly, like a pair of dark eye sockets, there is nothing in them.

She was startled by her own thoughts, looked over again, but couldn't see anything.

A tremor that made the scalp numb, gently pressed up from her back, she swallowed, and her footsteps shifted slightly.

"...Why don't you talk, are you asleep?" She heard the old man muttering to himself outside the door.

"Squeak."

The wood board made a crisp sound, which was especially obvious in the empty environment.

The old man outside the door, with blood-stained hands, was carrying a basket of beautiful mushrooms.

When he heard the obvious sound of wooden boards inside the door, his smile grinned from the corner of his mouth to the corner of his eyes in an instant, and the smile was so terrifying that it didn't look like a normal human being.

"...So, it's inside."

When Yueyue's body jolted, she immediately wanted to go to wake Su Mingan, but found that the door that was tightly locked had been opened at some point.

"Squeak-"

The old man, who stared at a pair of ghostly eyes, his whole body was stained with large patches of black blood, was grinning at her through the crack of the door that was gradually opening.

Suddenly, with a "bang", a steel pipe rubbed against Yueyue's hair, smashing the old man directly.

[—HP-120! 】

On the bed, Su Mingan rubbed his still aching head and sat up, with sleepiness in his eyes.

"Just fight well." He picked up another intact steel pipe, walked a few steps to the old man who was still struggling under the steel pipe, and poked it in with a "slip", and it exploded and splashed against the wall. A large splatter of blood on the face.

[—HP-600! (Fatal wound, penetrating wound!)]

A few drops splashed on his face, he wiped it with his hand, and mercilessly added a stick again: "...don't be gloomy and scary."

Yueyue stood by and looked at him with a blood flower in his hand. He didn't say anything, but turned around and started to clean up the bed.

Su Ming'an didn't even look at the old man's tragic death, walked over to the bed and wiped off the blood-stained steel pipe with the curtains, stuffed it into his backpack, and then went to pick up the body.

【Obtain items (grown mushrooms)】

[Growing mushrooms: mushrooms that look delicious, maybe you have discovered part of the truth about this world. 】

[You have successfully found the antibody. 】

[*advanced mission: find the antibodies of the apocalypse outbreak—completed]

[The reward points have been counted and will be discounted after the world ends. 】

[Please continue to explore to learn the secrets about the outbreak of the end times. 】

[*Tip: "Perfect Clearance" will bring unexpected benefits to players, please look forward to it. 】

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A series of message prompts sounded at the moment when Su Mingan was collecting mushrooms, he turned his attention to the word "perfect clearance" on the notification bar, as if looking at hope.

"Mushrooms that can be made into vaccines?" Yueyue held the quilt and glanced at it: "...Well, it smells very bloody."

"Vaccines made from other people's lives are so-called... called vaccines for salvation." Su Mingan pinched the mushrooms, and what came out was not fresh juice, but a bright red, human blood-like liquid: "It's ironic... wait. Wait, what are you doing with the quilt?"

Su Ming'an looked at the girl who was twisting and twisting with the big sheet.

"Change rooms." Yueyue said.

She yawned, her eyes sparkled a little, stepped on her lazy footsteps, hugged the quilt and slipped into another unoccupied room, and fell asleep: "...good night."

"Good night." Su Mingan glanced at her, then stepped on the creaking stairs, and after searching around for a while, opened the secret passage leading to the ground.

He walked in holding a candle, and saw many corpses in a tragic state of death along the way, and there was a suffocating smell of blood and rancidity floating in the air.

At the end of the road, he saw a few still fresh corpses, still looking like young people, their eyes were still open, their faces were full of horror and disbelief, and in every corner of their bodies, fresh mushrooms were growing happily. - This is the city's sick, growing hope.

He glanced at the corpse, then walked back quietly with a candle in the back.

"Good night."

With a light blow, the candle flame instantly went out.

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Today is the second day of the world game. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Many players have already died at the hands of rivalries and looting gangs.

They never thought that the coldest blade would come from their compatriots, not the crisis of the apocalypse that has yet to come.

This group of players entered the forum full of grievances and began to break the topic of "players cheer".

[It was originally a game of cannibalism, how could it become peaceful. 】

[All players will lose if their points are too low... Don't be mad, in order to win the final victory, elimination is necessary. 】

Then, they saw the article that was directly pinned by the organizer [(fine) A brief analysis of how players can save themselves].

The following replies have reached hundreds of millions, and they are constantly being renovated. There are both affirmations and criticisms, but without exception, everyone agrees with the rules proposed by the post owner.

Many business leaders and top stars on Zhai Xing have spoken out one after another, and their posts have also surrounded many people.

People have recognized a point - for the final victory, appropriate sacrifices are necessary.

On the premise that players still retain their bottom line, people should not criticize the competitive behavior in the game too much.

There will be no real death, and the game of cultivating force and double commerce is also an opportunity for human beings themselves.

However, players are still worried.

In such a life-and-death game, ambition and desire will be infinitely amplified.

In the end... the players who have obtained everything, the players whose gap has been enlarged infinitely, what will they become, will they... become the organizers, and become the overlords who once again dominate all mankind?

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