Yan Hua's eyes were as sharp as knives, and she stared at the "male protagonist of the world" for a long time, before she got up and kicked at the "traitor" who was restrained by her.

When the "traitor" was kicked, his body was very flexible and rolled in the direction of the "male protagonist of the world" with that force.

It's an extraordinary performance.

Yan Huali didn't pay attention to the rolling gourd for half a minute, and stood in place and still looked at the "world male protagonist" with unkind eyes.

"It's all rats grabbing food in the garbage dump, what kind of social big brother are they pretending?"

"If you want to pretend to be noble, why bother here? Why don't you go and kill those cannibalistic demons? ”

"Cut."

Yan Hua's eyes swept over the group of stunned mud monkeys with disdain, turned to the garbage heap, and began to rummage through what could be used.

Her place is cold and damp, and this body is about to reach its limit, and if she continues to hold on, she is afraid that it will really be cold.

The "male protagonist of the world" looked at Yan Hua's busy figure, and his brows were able to kill flies.

That was not at all polite.

Is their land grabbing just a play in her eyes?

The "male protagonist of the world" was deeply stimulated by these words.

But now is not the time to deal with a little girl who acts alone, and he hasn't forgotten that his lair is surrounded by people.

The "male protagonist of the world" turned around, waved his hand and left with a group of younger brothers.

The "mole" was still "ouch ouch" non-stop, and when he saw that the leader was leaving, he said in disbelief: "Boss? Just let her go? That little slut is ......."

The words of "traitor" could not continue, and the leader just looked at him as if he was looking at a dead man.

That look scared him.

He still remembered that the last time he was watched like this, now the grave grass is one meter high.

The "traitor" swallowed his saliva, put on a flattering smile, and didn't dare to squeak again.

Only then did the "male protagonist of the world" retract his gaze and leave with everyone silently.

Feeling that the group of people under the garbage heap was leaving, Yan Hua didn't give them even half a look.

Time is even more precious to her, and if she can't get back together a good resting environment today, this body will not be able to be raised.

Lu Yao has been expelled for more than two years, and according to her survival experience, there is a way to rummage through the garbage heap.

Domestic garbage, industrial waste, dry waste, and wet waste are all sorted and stacked in different areas.

The garbage heaps that Yan Hua is rummaging through now are all some daily necessities.

She first picked up a few old quilts, and then found a Simmons mattress with a thickness of nearly twenty centimeters.

These are all large items, and if she carries them back like this, she is afraid that she will die of exhaustion.

After looking around, there was no feeling of being peeped at, and Yan Hua used the vacuum space of the system that had not been used for a long time.

This huge garbage heap is all-encompassing, almost everything, and many things are not completely broken, but they are dirty and old and thrown away by the original owner and replaced with new ones.

There is a reward system for the Red Angels, as long as they obediently overeat and grow a body of sweet flesh and blood, everything that used to need to be earned by hard work has now become readily available.

Receiving a car and a house, high-end home appliances, and comfortable new furniture are all available.

The era of gluttony has begun, and the king of big appetites and eating broadcasts are emerging in endlessly.

It is not known how many red angels are in it to confuse the ignorant people.

Perhaps among those ignorant people, some people will feel that such a life is actually worth it, even if it is in exchange for their own lives.

Anyway, it hasn't come to the day of sudden death, and it's better to enjoy a day than to starve and freeze.

There may not be a few people who have this kind of thought.

If only it were that simple.

It's a pity that the Red Angel is not so compassionate.

They are not picky eaters and wait for food to die properly before eating it.

That kind of food is only for the lower angels as a reserve.

The "aristocracy" is very picky, they only eat the top-notch, young and disease-free high-grade ingredients.

For example, the boy Lu Yao looked at.

Once they take their sights, they will suddenly die and disappear completely.

The comfortable people have not yet realized what this means, and some of them know the inside story but are deceiving themselves and continuing to live a heavenly life with a fluke mentality.

The vast majority of people don't think much about it at all, and people who are in captivity don't have to go to school or work, and they sleep and eat every day.

The only pastime is probably the various food gathering activities advertised on various platforms, or the eating and broadcasting shows of handsome guys and beauties.

Excessive comfort makes it easy for people to stop thinking and get by.

The selfishness of human nature makes them sweep the snow in front of the door and ignore what is going on outside the window.

Anyway, the dead friends don't die and the poor don't die, as long as I live a good life.

This idea has existed since ancient times, but it has become more deeply rooted in the past few hundred years.

When Yan Hua returned with a full load, he stepped on the night and looked at the lights in the distance.

The pigs had another enjoyable and satisfying day.

I just don't know how many more heads have been quietly slaughtered today, and how many have been designated on tomorrow's menu.

Yan Hua shook his head and turned back to his sewer nest.

I'm going to spend the night here today.

She took out the Simmons mattress she had picked up from the vacuum space, threw the futon on it, and put a doll as a pillow.

Sitting on the soft big bed, Yan Hua sighed comfortably.

She took out another tube of nutrients, combined with stomach and digestion tablets, and ate today's whole meal.

It's the most likely to get sleepy in a pitch black environment.

Yan Hua curled up in the dirty old quilt, felt the softness under him, closed his eyes and fell asleep in seconds.

Before today, she probably had a hard time believing that she could be happy to sleep on a discarded garbage mattress.

It's really not satisfying without comparison.

I remember sleeping in that pile of dirty and smelly garbage before, with towels, woolen socks, puppets, and torn clothes, and now I am so happy.

Lu Yao is thin and weak, and she can only pick up relatively small and light garbage to make a nest.

After replacing her, it can be regarded as a better life.

After a dreamless night, when Yan Hua opened his eyes again, it was still pitch black all around.

Since the loss of the light of day, humanity's concept of time has blurred.

During the day, it looks like the summer sun is going to be dark when it goes down.

Nights fall early, and this shorter day and longer night length has lasted for hundreds of years.

Yan Hua packed up the mattress and put it all into the vacuum space.

Leaving the sewer, there was already a glimmer of light outside.

Today, she's going out to find a place to live.

After all, there are still a few people who have been evicted now, and there are still many dilapidated buildings left behind in the supernumerary area.

If she's lucky, she'll be able to find an unoccupied place to stay.

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