Zuo Youcheng and Fang Tong spontaneously cooperated, and were tied to the only chair in the commissary by Zheng Rui and Bian Na.

Out of "superstition" about the explosive power of human beings, Zheng Rui tied them all very tightly. Maybe it's because of this that Zuo Youcheng was still there shouting "can't breathe" when he was being tightened, which makes people feel very exaggerated. And Fang Tong was probably frightened by Zheng Rui's knife, although his life was saved, he still couldn't say a word, just tied to the back of the chair with a pale face.

After confirming that the tie was strong, Zheng Rui went to find the cloth used to blindfold his eyes.

When she was far away from the two people, Bian Na hurriedly grabbed her and whispered, "Xiao Rui, is it a little tight for you to tie that Fang Tong?" He's just lost blood...... What if the blood supply is low or something happens now? ”

"I can't die now." Zheng Rui lowered his voice and said, "And the tie is tight at most, a blood clot will form, and he should be fine considering that he is not very old." ”

Fang Tong is about the same age as Zheng Rui, the blood on his face is still made by Zheng Rui, and he doesn't look like a big traitor - but who can say for sure?

Zheng Rui: This may be a bit of traumatic stress disorder. Although she was the one who did it first, this thing should be generated, and there is no right or wrong party.

Benna pulled her aside and whispered into her ear, "So what are you going to do next?" ”

"Next......" Zheng Rui took another deep breath, "let's shift our positions and leave them here." When the person on the other side comes, they shouldn't be a big deal. ”

"Transfer? Do you want to transfer all of this stuff away? Benna asked in surprise.

This is obviously unrealistic, and Zheng Rui also knows it. But she couldn't give up so much supplies no matter what—the devil knows when normal social order will be restored, and hoarding supplies is everyone's instinct and optimal solution until then.

"Then be here first, watch them, and talk to them by the way." Zheng Rui proposed a temporary plan, "find a way to make peace with the people opposite." ”

"What sum?!" Bian Na dragged her a little anxiously, "What is this a matter of seeking peace or not?" Even if you make peace, do you think Liu Haojia will let you go? - Rui, you shouldn't have saved that kid just now. ”

Zheng Rui swallowed a mouthful of saliva and whispered, "If you don't save him, he will really die." ”

yes, if you don't save it, you're really dead.

But when he was saved, he exposed himself.

When life is at stake, there is only so little time to make a choice.

Bian Na was silent, after all, Fang Tong's neck was cut, and Zheng Rui cut it. The people she cut herself, whether she exposed herself to save people, or suffered the torture of conscience in order not to expose herself, in fact—to put it mildly—was self-inflicted.

But it's too hard, it's too hard to live.

Zheng Rui is an immortal type who is "guilty of cherishing it", and their occupation of this commissary with rich materials is even more "guilty of cherishing it", and they are going to have direct conflicts with the people opposite......

It's better to -

Preemptive.

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After making an unexpected move, people usually subconsciously rationalize the action and try to give a logical explanation, which is actually a manifestation of psychological suggestion.

And Zheng Rui has also entered this stage.

Although the hasty action itself was an excesse, if she associated, in fact, with the fact that the visitor would discover the commissary and become an enemy, she gave a reasonable explanation for the act and convinced herself to agree with the idea that she had just done it. According to the consistency of human thinking, the previous viewpoint should be continued, so that the judgment will be made that the victim should be controlled.

She sat behind the shelf furthest from the chair, beside Benna.

She was wondering what to do next.

You can't break your bottom line - you can't kill anyone. Although she was stimulated by the action just now, she could not suppress her desire to solve the problem violently, but reason could barely prevail.

So what to do? Preemptive strike, easy to say, but now in terms of numbers, physical strength or ability, they don't seem to be opponents of the opposite "enemy army", so naturally there is no bargaining chip that can be used for negotiation.

Zheng Rui closed her eyes, not knowing how many deep breaths she took today, to cool down her emotions.

Then she suddenly felt a pang of pain that didn't belong to her.

Hurt.

Afraid.

There was a large area of darkness in the field of vision, and the light in the distance reflected the shadow of the devil.

Randomly, Zheng Rui realized that the "devil" was herself.

By the way, she passed the blood to Fang Tong just now, so to speak...... Is this his consciousness?

Zheng Rui spontaneously lowered her sense of existence - after the last two exercises with Bian Na, she is now able to control her "consciousness" a little.

In other words, this kind of consciousness connection is not a direct connection, but more like some kind of efficient information transmission. If the normal state of conscious activity can be divided into subconscious and superficial consciousness, then the content shared during the connection is still on the outer layer of the apparent consciousness, but not as clear as the language when speaking. Therefore, after practice, it is still possible to control the transmitted information.

She "heard" Fang Tong shouting in her head: Help me, who can save me...... Xiaoyu? What about Xiaoyou...... Who will save us......

Although Zuo Youcheng was tied up less than two meters away from him, Fang Tong seemed to not see him, calling for help in vain in the "space" shared with Zheng Rui, but in reality he still didn't say a word.

It turned out that he was so scared, and he was just scared.

Zheng Rui couldn't help but feel a trace of pity, and she realized that the preconceived speculation about these two people just now was indeed a bit arbitrary. In the absence of communication, it is normal to have to speculate on the other party in the worst possible way because it is impossible to judge the other person's intentions. Previously, they were not sure whether these two people were honest or not, so they refused to talk to them properly, which further increased the barrier to information transmission.

And now that he communicates directly in the state of consciousness connection, Zheng Rui believes that Fang Tong has no way to lie with consciousness, so the problem of information barriers has been solved.

Zheng Rui asked Fang Tong in his mind: Do the other people on the other side know that you are coming?

Fang Tong: What?! Who- who's in my head?

Zheng Rui: You are calm, this is just a connection channel, and no one can hack into your head.

Fang Tong: Huh? …… Oh, oh, is this hypnosis?

Zheng Rui: I said it's a connecting channel.

Fang Tong: Okay...... All right.

Zheng Rui: Answer my question.

Fang Tong: What's the problem? - Wait, I know, I know...... We observed the regularity of going out in other basements, and deliberately looked for sneaking away when no one came out, and they probably didn't see it.

Zheng Rui: You're very smart.

Fang Tong: Yes...... It's okay.

Zheng Rui: What are your abilities and those of the other person?

Fang Tong: I'm a spiritual type, Xiaoyou is a spatial type, and they're both quite chicken ribs - no, no matter how chicken ribs are, it will be useful, please don't kill us!

Zheng Rui: I know, you guys be honest, we don't have anything.