Life! That's right, it's life. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info In hell, where only a group of demons and the dead will meet, the most precious thing is life.

Like the underworld coin, ten dollars can have hundreds of billions of banknotes, and they are not worth a few dollars at all.

Wu Yu hesitated for a moment, tapped his finger on the green button, and pressed it gently. Whoever has an explanation for what life is, but in hell, if you want to get food, you need life, so there may be only one explanation for this life...

The life of the dead!

Those who were torn off their name tags died because they lost their lives. But in hell, life does not disappear, so where do they go?

As people who have ended their lives, they will naturally attach themselves to Meng Zihao's body.

The finger was pressed down, and the green button made a soft "click" sound. On the name plate behind Wu Yu, the pale gold brand below shook, and the number that was originally displayed as five became four.

The machine moved again, and the sound of "clang" was unpleasant, as if it was an old man who couldn't stop coughing. However, this sound did not arouse the interest of others, because after Wei Hao pressed the button just now, he also reacted in this way, but it will soon calm down.

This time, though, the food on the shelves moved. The telescopic lever at the back slowly pushed forward, and the palm-sized hamburgers fell one after another as if it were raining.

"This..."The five people stared at Wu Yu incredulously, "How is this possible, why is there nothing after Wei Hao presses it, and you have something to eat after you press it!" ”

Wu Yu's face was cold, and the cold was about to freeze, "Because I have killed people." ”

"I'll give you full marks for this reason." Gu Xing swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "But I still want to ask, what does this thing have to do with whether you kill or not." One more thing, can you not associate food with dead people, it sounds disgusting, you know? ”

Wu Yu nodded, "I'll pay attention." ”

Gu Xing rubbed his head, speechless at this cold sentence.

Shao Zeyang ran over from a distance, looked at the man with facial paralysis, made the same movement, and put his palm on his head, "It's over, Lao Wu is sick again." ”

Wu Yu gave him a blank look, took the hamburger out of the vending machine, and distributed it to the remaining six people. One person's life is exchanged for ten hamburgers, in Wu Yu's opinion, the price is not bad.

Unwrapping the wrapper, Shao Zeyang opened his mouth and took a bite, I don't know how long it had been placed, but the burgers here were still warm. The texture of the chicken is distinct, and the juice flows down the bite and soaks on the bread, "Old Wu, you say, what does this thing have to do with killing." ”

Wu Yu nodded, also took a bite of the hamburger in his hand, and said, "Do you remember the man I killed at the door just now, he said that the most precious thing here is life." If this sentence is placed outside, it is naturally true, but what about here? ”

"You must never forget what this place is, this is hell! The most valuable thing here is naturally life, because it represents life, but in the same way, the least valuable thing is also life, because here life does not resurrect the dead, and the most valuable things here should be food and water. ”

Wu Yu stuffed the last bite of meat into his mouth, patted his somewhat greasy hands, and said vaguely: "Then the question is, since food and water are more important than life here, why does this man say that life is the most precious thing here." ”

"Unless life is equal to food and water." A smile appeared on Wu Yu's face, "Actually, this matter is mainly thanks to Dong Yue, if it weren't for him, I wouldn't have thought of this at all." ”

"Me?" Dong Yue glared and stretched out his finger to point at himself.

"That's right." Wu Yu nodded, "Because we are all human beings, as long as there are people, there will be currency." But this currency is money to us, but not necessarily here. For example, in some islands on Earth, currency can be stones, feathers, or animal teeth. So I'm guessing that the currency here is not life. ”

"As a result, I made the right bet, because Wei Hao had never killed anyone, he had no extra life, and naturally he couldn't get any food from the vending machine. But I'm different, I hold the lives of five people in my hands. ”

"You mean, all these things we eat now are exchanged for other people's lives!" Yuan Rong covered her round little mouth that was stuffed, a little surprised.

"Yes, but it's the real hell." Wu Yu took out the remaining three hamburgers, "If you want to survive here, the only way is to kill." If you don't kill others, others will kill you. And more importantly, you can only get food and live if you kill someone. ”

"Listen to what you said, how do you seem to have become the brocade guard of the Ming Dynasty." He Yuan laughed, "But what you said is true, the real world is like this, only the strong have the right to live." The weak can only use their bones to pave a path for the strong, a way to climb up. ”

"We want to live, so we can only be strong." Wu Yu raised his head, his eyes full of killing intent. A thick bloody aura came out of his eyes one by one.

If you want to survive and escape, you can only be strong.

There is no mercy here, and there is no such thing as mercy. To have the slightest hesitation about the enemy is to joke with your own life.

"Whoever is still hungry, eat a little more, I'll go over there and get some water." Wu Yu handed the hamburger in his palm to Shao Zeyang, and glanced at the crowd dancing wildly in the center of the hall, "Our goal is to escape, then we will lose a lot of things, but I won't regret it." “

The six people all understood what Wu Yu meant, and when they went out from here, there would be no time to rest. The only thing that greeted them next was killing.

If they want to climb to the top of the tower, then they need stairs. Here the corpse is the staircase, and the devil in hell can only step on the corpse and climb up to the man who is called God, kill him, and escape.

As He Yuan said, this is Jinyiwei. Killing since childhood, under their feet, how many corpses are piled up one by one.

Bottles of mineral water rolled out of the vending machine, and the sound sounded like farewell music. Gradually, I listened to it, but it was like a passionate coronation.

Wu Yu handed the water to everyone, slowly opened his mouth, and his deep voice crawled out from the depths of his throat little by little, "Get out of here... Stay alive! ”