The days in prison were undoubtedly monotonous and unbearable, except for the snatching of food and water, and the daily stay in the slave huts, with no entertainment or pastime, which could drive people crazy.

Speaking of food and water, the scramble of more than twenty adventurers in recent days has reached the point of incandescent intensity.

At first, it was due to the lack of familiarity with the terrain and environment, but now all the personnel are dispatched, not only the color of the zenith, but also the inconspicuous food and water scattered in the various areas can trigger life-threatening battles between adventurers.

In this place, going out of the slave hut once means risking one more life, so adventurers will collect as much food and water as possible at one time, so that they can go out on one less adventure and at least breathe for a while.

When the total amount of food and water is constant, the greed of some adventurers causes other adventurers to have untouched food at the end of the day, and the intensification of such contradictions intensifies the hatred between adventurers. Adventurers in different rooms meet without saying a word, and there are many people who insist on each other.

And the temporary five-person team in this room won the Zenith in the first two days with a thunderous momentum, but after two days it didn't work, and other rooms also have alliances, like the rooftop, a place of right and wrong, if the two teams step on it at the same time, if they don't leave one or two lives, it won't be called the color head.

Therefore, from the beginning of the dungeon to the sixth day now, the number of adventurers has dropped sharply from the initial 24 to 15, and the number has almost halved.

It stands to reason that this number should be halved and that the distribution of food and water should be more relaxed. However, the reality is that the threat of death has made the adventurers feel more and more the value of food and water, and everyone is simply crazy and persistent in collecting food and water, to an extent more exaggerated than the previous 24 people.

Whenever it's time to eat, if you go out half a day late, you can't even pick up a yarn.

However, some people in this prison are different, the more tense the situation, the happier he is, needless to say, this person must be Yang Cheng.

Yang Cheng didn't forget that there were still mountains of snacks piled up in his backpack, and the snacks themselves were not valuable, but in today's days of food shortage, this is simply a life-saving existence.

Whenever it was time to eat, Yang Cheng would take He Xiaomo to run out, finding food and water was secondary, and discovering adventurers was the most important thing. The adventurers are all dead, what is the business going to do?

These days, Yang Cheng has not killed any adventurers, even if someone takes the initiative to find trouble, he will be very merciful to let go, and finally sell him some snacks at sky-high prices.

A bag of snacks is very cheap in the space, and a bag generally ranges from 1 to 5 points, but here, the price of each bag of snacks is directly marked from 200 to 500, and the profit has increased by hundreds of times, and the counteroffer is refused.

In just a few days, Yang Cheng's account has more than 20,000 survival points, but at the same time, his budding name has also become notorious in this prison.

The rest of the adventurers simply hated and loved him. hate because this guy took advantage of the fire to rob, and the garbage that he usually doesn't even look at with his eyes is actually sold by him at such a high price; As for love, some adventurers have no choice but to find him to make this deal when they can't grab food in a row, at least spend some survival points, and not be starved to death.

If you don't even have your life, you still have a fart if you have more survival points on your body.

Things like snacks, if you don't eat a dozen packs of a meal, it's not enough to stuff your teeth. Therefore, every time Yang Cheng sells snacks, he sells them in packages, and less than 10 bags are free to talk about.

Of course, when it comes to survival, there is one thing that has to be mentioned. During the dungeon, in order to prevent direct extortion and extortion from adventurers to adventurers, the system prohibits the transfer of survival points. However, there is still a way to do this, although it is forbidden to transfer money from survival points, but it is not forbidden to sell goods directly to the space store.

Although selling items to the space store can only return 50% of the survival points of the original, but even so, it is okay, if it weren't for this, Yang Cheng's current account would not be 20,000 more but 40,000 more.

said that Yang Cheng's harvest today was not bad, in addition to being lucky to find a few bottles of water and some food, he met two guys who were willing to buy snacks in a depressed life, needless to say, Yang Cheng waved his hand, dozens of bags of snacks were sold, and after selling the things in exchange for the space store, there were nearly 4,000 points in the account.

Until now, Yang Cheng feels more and more that the little woman next to him is a foodie, which is a good feeling.

After wandering around outside, seeing that nothing else had been gained, the two of them planned to return to the slave hut.

As he was walking, He Xiaomo, who had been following Yang Cheng from side to side, suddenly shouted: "Sprout, where do you look?" ”

"What's wrong?" Listening to He Xiaomo's words, Yang Cheng asked with some curiosity.

"There seems to be writing on that wall?" He Xiaomo still wrinkled Xiao Qiong's nose as he said and said, "Ah, it seems to be still a blood book, it looks like it's so infiltrating." ”

"Bloody book?"

Yang Cheng scoffed, is anyone still writing blood books these days, it's really a boring move.

Looking in the direction He Xiaomo pointed, on a wall, a few red words were indeed found, and it was confirmed from the handwriting that it was indeed a blood book. However, it seems that it has been too long, and some of the words have begun to fall off, but the handwriting on it is still recognizable.

"I don't want to die here......

Leave...... I'm getting out of here......

Get out of here......

Over here...... You must get out of here......

Over here...... Here......"

The text on it is written on the wall in several lines, but it is repeatedly described with the same meaning, that is, to escape from here.

Staring at the handwriting on the wall for a while, Yang Cheng suddenly sighed: "Cat, how can I see a sense of immediacy of bad movies and bad TV in this blood book!" ”

"Bad movie? Rotten TV? He Xiaomo pinched the bangs in front of him and said confusedly: "Why did you suddenly get in touch with these?" ”

"Look!"

Yang Cheng pointed to the words and said, "Looking at the distance between the lines of his handwriting and the punctuation used, this is obviously dying." You said he was dying, why did he insist on writing a few lines? ”

"Perhaps, he really wanted to escape from here, so he used super perseverance to write it down," He Xiaomo thought for a while, and still nodded and said firmly.

"Don't talk nonsense, look at this neat handwriting again, where is this written by a dying person, this is clearly written in a calm and relaxed situation, one stroke at a time, so it seems that this is not a contradiction?"

"Where is the contradiction, why can't I see it?"

"Damn, you're still a top student who was admitted to a key university, but you should think about it in connection with reality. A person who is about to die and is about to die is still in the mood to write one stroke at a time, since there is time to write one stroke at a time, you add an ellipsis of wool! ”

"Oh," He Xiaomo suddenly realized, "So that's the case, sprout, this must be a prank, right?" ”

"That's the point, maybe he's a prank himself, I really don't understand, what to do with this kind of prank in such a place?"

Yang Cheng despised the person who wrote the blood book, shook his head and said, "Forget it, no longer delay, let's go back to the hut." ”

"Hmm," He Xiao replied silently, and followed Yang Cheng to continue walking towards the hut.

However, as soon as he arrived at the hut and opened the door, a solemn atmosphere suddenly came out of it, tense and murderous.

Led by the drowning fish, the only 4 people left in the temporary alliance are holding on to their weapons, looking at Yang Cheng and He Xiaomo at the door gloomily, their eyes are cold, and the coldness is mixed with the desire of the red fruit land. It seems that the hut is finally starting to be calm.