Qiu Xuan probably walked around, and found that not to mention Barrons, there were few businessmen who could sell things seriously at this time.

She wandered aimlessly around the cold morning market for a while, only to feel that the hunger in her stomach became more vivid as she walked a few steps.

Why don't wait for Barrons and see if there are any other places to buy alcohol.

Thinking like this, Qiu Xuan's footsteps stopped in front of a certain stall. Sitting at the back of the stall was a middle-aged woman who was dozing off with her head down, although she couldn't see her face clearly, she felt quite good at talking.

"Uh...... Good morning? ”

She froze for a moment, then hesitated. There was no movement for a long time, and just when Qiu Xuan thought that she was still asleep and didn't hear it at all, and was going to call again, a low voice came from below, and it didn't sound like there was any mood swing.

"No one is going to say hello with a stupid 'good morning.'" The woman's head was not raised, but she said with her head lowered. "Because no one expects the sun to rise again the next day, 'morning' is not something to look forward to."

If it were usual, Qiu Xuan might still talk to her a few words, but now she is too hungry. She hadn't felt a little tense in the black market before, but now that she stopped, the hollow burning sensation in her stomach almost burned all the way to her brain.

"Are you selling wine? A glass of blood for a bottle of wine? ”

The woman finally looked up at her.

"I don't sell alcohol, but that doesn't mean I really don't sell alcohol."

Qiu Xuan: "Can you please stop asking philosophical questions early in the morning, I'm just hungry, I just want to ask you if you sell alcohol or not." ”

"I said, you can sell it, you can't sell it, you can't sell it." The first rays of sunlight shone down on the confines of the Drow Bazaar, and a few of them landed on the woman's stall. "Wine is a necessity in Drow, everyone must drink it, but why hasn't anyone thought about why we have to be the ones who are dominated by it?"

Qiu Xuan turned around and left.

"Young man." The woman sighed faintly behind her, "Why bother running around early in the morning for the lowest appetite of physical needs, sit down like me, and you will find that we are all the same." We're going to die soon, anyway, we're all going to die. ”

"Drink to survive in Drow."

Qiu Xuan's footsteps didn't stop, but she just took the time to turn around and say, "Eating is also to live, and all physiological needs are to serve 'living'." The thing of 'living' itself has no meaning, it is all up to the living to give it. ”

……

"So why are you sitting on the ground?"

Qiu Xuan looked at the vendor in front of him expressionlessly, and the man with a philistine expression shrugged his shoulders and changed to a smile. "Oh, it's just a small business, and you know, the current trading market is not easy to do. We are also forced to be helpless, people always have to eat. ”

"Even the market price on the other side of the beam is equal to the price of a glass of blood is equal to the price of a bottle of wine, and you ask for five glasses of blood for a bottle of wine, and you are embarrassed to say that people always want to eat?"

"Because my wine is of high quality," the man swore with a sworn face. "Otherwise, you should inquire about the wine of this drow city, including the beams, whose wine can be more mellow and rich than mine? One price, one goods, even the daily liquor expenses of Lord Beelzebub are the responsibility of my factory! ”

Beelzebub?

Qiu Xuan frowned, "Then my blood is also richer than other people's, can I top five cups in one cup?" Brother, they all said that wine is a necessity for daily expenses in Zhuoer City, as long as it is wine, it can maintain people's physical health and life, and the so-called 'quality' is useless at all. ”

"That's just what the vast majority of people think."

The man in front of him suddenly smiled and said this, his face was still as flattering and exaggerated as when they first met, but there was something different when he said this.

"But unfortunately, people are different." He said,

"Some people eat to live, some people to show off."

Qiu Xuan was silent for a long time, and after the merchant in front of him said this, he returned to his previous flattering appearance. "Guest, if you can't afford my wine, I suggest you try it in the direction of the pier north of the bazaar. After all, they are all trading platforms for unloaders, and the relative price is cheaper. Well, good luck. ”

So Qiu Xuan turned around and went to the dock to the north, enduring hunger while thinking that it might be because the merchants here like to talk about philosophy in the morning, but each of them has their own unique concept of survival and way of thinking, except for the fact that they are all in common.

Man eats in order to live.

Is it?

Before coming to this world, before experiencing famine firsthand, Qiu Xuan had seen some restaurants in pursuit of high-quality taste would raise livestock directly behind the kitchen.

The person in charge of handling the ingredients wore a thin layer of gloves and went directly into the anus of the goose, and with a little force, a piece of the intestine with blood feces was directly pulled out. After a little water, go directly to the pot, float a little blood, roll in the red soup, wrap it in the sauce, and disappear between the lips and teeth.

Qiu Xuan saw it once when she was a child, and since then, the hoarse and rough screams of the goose have lingered in her mind for some time.

She is not a vegetarian and does not find it cruel to "eat animal carcasses". The nature of human beings is that one may feel sorry for seeing the loss of another life, but this is not in conflict with the feast on delicious food at the table.

Such contradictions have always existed.

Qiu Xuan will feel sorry for the goose she saw when she was young, but she will not stop everyone who eats goose intestines, and she will not condemn herself for the sake of that goose from now on, how can she eat meat with peace of mind.

People eat to live, don't they?

In order to pursue quality, people who eat raw goose intestines are to live, or to show off, or just to the desire of the tongue?

Do people who seek satiety eat meat to live, or are they nutritionally balanced, or do they show themselves to exist as the top of the food chain? Three k

Perhaps this proposition had no "meaning" from the beginning.

Qiu Xuan didn't dwell on this issue for too long, because she was really hungry.

She came to the northernmost part of the so-called bazaar, the trading entrance that bordered the Drow Pier. The people here weren't like the deserted or confused stall owners she had just met along the way, and she saw that quite a few of the tanned aborigines had already begun to busily rush from boat to boat on the docks.

They have to work like this all day before they can get their share of today's wages, half a penny.

Qiu Xuan's footsteps paused under a propped up awning.

"I'm going to change the bottle of wine." As she said this, the sleepy overseer sitting under the shed barely opened a small slit in his eyelids and said vaguely, "Where's the blood?" ”

Qiu Xuan took out an empty cup from the accompanying space, cut the wrist artery with a short knife and began to bleed.

The man seemed to be accustomed to such a scene, and only half lay down in his chair and glanced at her with slanted eyes, and then lay back and waited.

For a while, the only sound in the empty awning was the sound of liquid falling into the cup, which was originally crisp because of the splash of water at the bottom, and gradually, it evolved into a muffled sound of liquid dripping on the liquid.

It hurts enough.

This wound healed very quickly, and Qiu Xuan had to use the blade of the knife again and again to cut open the wound that was gradually beginning to heal, forcing the blood to drip out again. While bleeding, I thought to myself that if I had a chance to run into a corpse later, even if I ran around with a few jars of blood, it would be better than letting myself go on the spot, this process was too grinding.

She closed her eyes, and could clearly feel the inevitable weakness and whiteness caused by a considerable part of the blood leaving her body, and this side effect was not a small one, but the real difficulty was probably hunger.

Too hungry, and with the loss of blood, this hunger starts to become really painful and unbearable.

She bit the tip of her tongue to make sure she was sanity, but opened her eyes sharply in the next second!

The short knife that had been used to cut wounds constantly turned around and attacked swiftly in that direction. But at the moment when she let go, the other hand reached out to her holding the blood cup that was about to be filled, Qiu Xuan had to give up the pursuit, and the tip of the knife came back.

Suddenly attacking her were several dark-skinned dockers.

Qiu Xuan had seen these people, and just a few minutes ago, she had seen a few familiar faces sweating and panting in the sun with goods on their shoulders. And now, these people invariably put down the goods in their hands, and their eyes were fixed on the cup of blood in her hand.

And in front of her, the overseer-like man had been sitting in his chair all the time. He had seen this scene completely, but neither for the workers nor for Qiu Xuan, he never said a word to stop either side.

He acquiesced in it, or rather, at this dock.

Qiu Xuan protected the cup in one hand and the Zimu knife in the other, and quickly looked at the several workers surrounding her.

She couldn't fit the bloody cup into the space now, so she had to carry it and fight with the men. During the fight, a little blood was inevitably spilled on the ground, and she looked at the blood, only to feel that her stomach burned even hotter.

"Why bother? Even if you succeed, I will only have a cup of blood in my hand, which is only enough for one person to eat. ”

can only use one hand and always take care of that cup of blood, Qiu Xuan can't help but be a little angry by these people. She had already finished listening to the philosophy class of two people in a very hungry state, and now she had no money to buy food and could only drink, and she was already very unhappy.

"Won't you be deducted money if you leave your post without permission, it's just a glass of blood, why bother?" She tried to convince the red-eyed workers, but in the next second, one of them forced his way through the defense, and his dark palm went straight to the cup in her hand.

With a bang, the blood in the cup shook violently, and now there was only one bottom left.

Qiu Xuan raised his head and glanced at the worker, and said softly, "I'll be you." ”

As soon as she let go of her hand, the cup that had been filled with blood fell to the ground completely, and shattered into several pieces mixed with the remaining red.

Not only the worker who pounced, but also the overseer who was originally sitting looked a little stunned.

"It has to be like this." Qiu Xuan flicked his wrist, and as soon as his left hand was raised, the knife that originally looked like one became two. She held two knives in her hands and looked calm, "Then don't ask for it, don't play with it." ”

With a muffled sound, the knife in his left hand instantly slashed at the neck of the worker who was still stunned at the moment. With the blood spurting out, the remaining few people reacted one after another, some of them turned around and ran away when they saw that the situation was decided, and some of them had hot eyes on the corpse of their fallen companion and refused to leave.

There are a few of them here, some of whom haven't eaten anything decent for almost a week.

"So grab it from me?" After hearing this, Qiu Xuan sneered instead, and swung the short knife in his hand with a more aggressive killing intent, "I'm already hungry now, and obviously you people are next to me, so I still cut my own blood vessels and bleed." What do you say for, huh? ”

"But you still look healthy!"

In the crowd, a woman finally couldn't help but shout. Her face distorted as she waved the sickle in her hand at Qiu Xuan as she said, "If it weren't for the fact that there was no way out, we wouldn't have done this kind of thing!" Look at those of us, who else has the ability to let out a cup of their own blood and still be alive! Why don't you have any compassion? ”

"You said you were a horse," Qiu Xuan kicked her to the ground. "Don't be kidnapped by morality here, you don't have the ability to draw your own blood, but you have the ability to ambush and kill others here?"

She threw her palm on the first body to fall, but in the middle of the day, the dark-skinned worker stood up crookedly, picked up the fallen tool and smashed it at his companion.

Taking advantage of the crowd's panic about how the dead could come back to life, Qiu Xuan squatted next to another corpse and took a cup of blood, walked to the overseer and put it down. "Give me a bottle of wine."

The overseer swallowed, and after seeing the scene, he could no longer pretend to be blind, and turned to take a bottle of wine from the warehouse and gave it to her.

Qiu Xuan opened the bottle and didn't care about anything, and drank directly from the bottle, and after pouring most of the bottle in one go, she wiped the corners of her mouth and then got angry and found that although her dizziness had slowed down a lot due to the special function of the wine, her stomach was still empty. Even more hungry because of drinking on an empty stomach.

With a calm face, she took another sip of the remaining liquor into her stomach, and walked back behind the figure who had been planted with a virus and killed in the crowd.