"I can see your vicious thoughts clearly. Sow discord and seduce men, but you yourself shrink behind and pick up ready-made ...... Do you think everyone else is blind? Phew! From the first day I came in, I could tell that you weren't a good person. I really don't understand how those idiots can fall for you? It's no wonder that men like cheap people like you. ”

The fat cook lady is like a fair and strict judge, she picked up the rice spoon, hit the metal railing a few times, with the face full of meat, and shouted violently: "The remaining two wastes will definitely not be able to beat you." You can live until tomorrow, but you will never live the day after tomorrow. I've seen many times when the dungeon is empty and no new people come in. The monsters upstairs can't eat all the time, and they have times when they're hungry. If you are unlucky, you can't catch someone, so the old lady won't have to cook. Hey, hey, hey! I'll watch how you die, and you won't be able to play any tricks in the end anyway. Could it be that how many more people will you change? Hahahaha! ”

She laughed arrogantly and insolently. The fat on his body trembled up and down with laughter, like a pile of fat shaken in the dark by a small motor.

Song Caixia did not argue from beginning to end.

She silently ate the rice in the bowl and quickly ate the rice cleanly. Wiping his mouth, he handed over the empty bowl: "Another bowl." ”

The corpse clearly doesn't like skinny, skinny, skinny prey. This is probably why they provide food to their captives.

The fat cook took the empty bowl and said with a sneer: "That bowl of rice just now is almost over, anyway, I won't starve you to death." You can save some effort! It doesn't make much difference if you eat more and eat less, but I want to see if you can beat the remaining two guys if you don't eat enough? If it's two to one, you won't ......"

Before she finished speaking, Song Caixia had already grabbed the severed bone hidden beside her, and stabbed the sharp cut towards the fat cook's throat.

It all happened so fast that no one reacted.

Two thin men sat in the corner of the dungeon, their faces full of shock.

The other three women, separated by a metal railing, watched the scene blankly, neither of them shouted or stretched out their hands, and they all maintained a fixed movement, as if they were stunned.

Song Caixia didn't aim at the rest of the dungeon from the beginning.

She found a good place to keep herself safe.

It should be a good choice to replace the cook.

This plan has been brewing in Song Caixia's mind for a long time. She's even secretly learning the language of the murderous corpse, the monosyllabic method of communication in an obscure, husky tone.

There are only two ways to replace someone.

First: you do better than him.

Second: kill him and take his place.

The environment in the dungeon is terrible and the ingredients are monotonous. The murderous corpse obviously does not have the concept of "food". In addition to rice and flour, the only things that can be used as vegetables in the dungeon are salt and pickles. It's hard for even the best chefs to play tricks with these things. What's more, the murderous corpse only cares about the captive's fat and thin, that is, as long as he is full.

The fat cook lady is simply an opportunity to take the initiative to send it to the door.

Just kill her, and I can replace her.

It's still the same constant rule———— murderous corpses eat people and never pick. The cook is also a human being, and she can also eat it.

Unless, she had a leg with a male corpse.

Of course, this scenario is almost unlikely.

Screams and gore are the best signals.

When the murderous corpse came down from upstairs, Song Caixia just pulled out the broken bone from the fat cook's throat. Her round eyes were full of fear, and the wound in her throat spurted blood, drawing a red arc in the air, and landed accurately on the face of the murderous corpse at the head.

The monster didn't care. It stuck out its tongue and licked around its lips, reached out and wiped it on its face, then brought its bloody palm close to its mouth, licking and sucking it with great enjoyment.

Song Caixia stood up without fear, first pointing at the fat cook who was leaning on the railing, dying, and then at herself, emitting obscure monosyllables.

"Hold (me), ***) also (change) the tower (her)"

The language of the corpse is obviously much easier to learn than English or French. This is probably because we are all of the same race and have a common linguistic origin. In fact, it is not difficult to master the language of the murderous corpse, but the other captives are desperate for the future, and spend more time thinking about survival and escape, and have never thought about it.

The murderous corpses were surprised, and they looked Song Caixia up and down with very strange eyes. All sorts of chaotic tones come out of their mouths, asking questions like questions. It's like an innocent child who is full of interest in the world, wishing that every adult could become a living dictionary like "100,000 Whys".

Song Caixia became a cook as she wished.

She was escorted out of the basement by the corpse and into the kitchen through another entrance.

The body of the fat cook was dragged away from the metal railing. Her eyes were open until she died, her gaze frozen in fear and disbelief.

Song Caixia saw the murderous corpse cut open the fat cook's body with a machete. The oily and slippery skin is full of fat, a thick layer of yellow oil, human oil.

I don't have to die for a while.

But how long am I going to stay in this damned, horrible place?

This has become a new problem that plagues Song Caixia.

……

Qi Yuanchang is also near Chengdu.

It is far away from the city, but it is within the jurisdiction of Chengdu City, and it is a relatively remote village.

Qi Yuanchang didn't want to look for any evidence. He found that there was no point in doing that. Even if you find what you're looking for, what can you do?

The world will never be the same again. Even if all the murderous corpses are killed, the world is peaceful, and human society reconstructs order and law, human beings themselves cannot recover from their original state. People who have experienced disasters will only believe in themselves and will not believe in "helping each other". A lot of things just fall apart overnight. Compared with justice and morality, selfishness and evil are the basis for survival.

Qi Yuanchang was sure that ———— world was not quite right.

He had found some evidence, but it was incomplete, and he needed to collect more and find more.

After devouring multiple infected people in a row, Qi Yuanchang was now very powerful. He managed to evolve to the first stage of the Stabilizer. This is the spiritual crush, that is, the merit of the supernatural power he holds. It was an evolved version of a special ability. Ever since he found out that he had this ability, Qi Yuanchang had been using it very carefully. He used mental crush to control the mutated cells in his body, suppressing them to a very limited range. This leads to the fact that under normal circumstances, Qi Yuanchang's expulsion aura is very weak, equivalent to the first order of the young body, and at most not more than the second order.

The predatory is a constant rule between infected organisms. Without the premise of "blood connection", there is no concept of "kind". You and I are both food relations, either you eat me, or I eat you.

Qi Yuanchang has an ability that can adjust the strength of his appearance. It's the equivalent of carrying a trap with you. He found that his sensing distance was a little farther than that of a normal infected person, with an increase of about twenty percent. This made it easy for him to hunt. In particular, the deliberately weakened camouflage aura made him a prey in the eyes of many infected subjects. Unfortunately, only when you really enter the battle state will the other party be shocked to find out that this is ———— a trap at all, and you can no longer escape.

This special ability is very special, and none of the core members of Liu Tianming's team have similar abilities. Otherwise, they could completely use their breath to disguise hunting along the road like Qi Yuanchang. Instead of being discovered by other infected subjects, it senses an irresistible force and flees as quickly as possible at the first time, avoiding it from afar.

Cannibalism is a sin.

Eating an infected person is just a normal predatory behavior.

Qi Yuanchang has passed the initial state of guilt. He has now become calm, one might even say cold. If you want to survive in a chaotic and calamitous world, you must abandon morality and turn angels into demons.

There was a very strange feeling in his brain, Qi Yuanchang could sense Liu Tianming's location. Of course, not the very accurate kind, only a vague direction. It is possible to judge the north, south, south, and northwest, and it is also possible to sense the more detailed "northeast" direction. But where are Liu Tianming and the team so far? Qi Yuanchang is not very clear.

He felt that now was not the time to join the team.

The fear in my head was still not gone. But what the specific source is, Qi Yuanchang himself can't say clearly.

He wanted to walk around the outside more and look for more evidence and clues.

He had been to the Chengdu Municipal Public Security Department. In the director's office, a document with the same content was found. There, Qi Yuanchang replenished his weapons and ammunition, and now he carries hundreds of kilograms of equipment on his back, which is equivalent to a small mobile warehouse.

Qi Yuanchang doesn't like murderous corpses. These monsters have evolved too fast. A sapient creature means hard to kill, and a creature that thinks means intrigue. He would rather face thousands of zombies or living corpses than deal with a murderous corpse that knows how to work as a team.

Therefore, Qi Yuanchang left the city and turned to other remote places.

Unexpectedly, he found a survivor settlement here.

Everything indicates that it was once a village, with a river flowing slowly around the village, and farmland and even crops growing around it. The survivors chose to settle here because of the convenience of building materials. There is a village-built brick factory and a small-scale cement factory. In times of peace, such small workshops were shut down by the environmental protection authorities because of their serious pollution. But no one is willing to give up huge profits, and low-cost products are tempting. Many small workshops are hidden and secretly started. Now, it has become a solid foundation that survivors of a disaster world can rely on.

It is surrounded by walls on all sides and is more than four meters high. Although it is not very thick, it is a hard obstacle that only machetes and spears cannot penetrate. The survivors set up a watchtower near the edge of the wall, and the sentinels stood on the top of the tower more than ten meters high to keep watch.

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