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Once we had our fill, we split up and collected a lot of sawdust. We had no other containers other than backpacks, and the wood chips had to be spread in the cabin. After a long time and air-drying, the wood chips have been somewhat carbonized, and instead of feeling panicked when sitting under your butt and stepping under your feet, they have broken into smaller pieces.

The fat man's big ass rubbed in the pile of sawdust and said, "This guy is natural and pollution-free, moisture-proof and insulated, where to find it." I'll try to sleep first, and I'll tell you how it feels. ”

Before the boat reached the middle of the underground river, I heard the fat man's snoring. Jack looked back at me dissatisfied, as if I were the one who was snoring.

I shrugged. "If you doze off, you can sleep for a while, I can still withstand it, I'll keep vigil."

Jack turned around and lit a torch. He didn't sleep, and it seemed that he decided to stick with it.

I glanced at Tang Yumo. Tang Yumo shook his head. "I'm fine."

In the sound of the fat man's snoring, the boat was like an old cow, and it seemed to be slowly sailing downstream. We were accompanied by the sound of rowing, snoring, and the torch at the bow.

On this empty and boundless river, this torch is like a little light of a firefly, so fragile and unbearable, as if a gust of wind and even a large drop of water can extinguish it.

The water and air were black, and the light of the cyclops flashlight could not reach the roof of the cave, even if it was placed in the high beam. We are surrounded by endless darkness.

For the first time, I felt inexplicably lonely, surrounded by friends, collaborators, and even the trusting snoring of my most trusted friends. Yes, I believe that only when I am here can the fat man snore so wantonly.

But a sense of loneliness took hold of my heart. It was as if I was outside of this small group, and the people in this small group were getting farther and farther away from me, including the snoring of fat people. There was a force pulling me out of this small group, even though I was still on the boat.

I can control the feeling, I can touch it while rowing, but I don't like it. It made me feel disconnected from reality and trapped in endless loneliness. I can't be sure what this is going on, of course, I don't believe that this is the ability of the Apocalypse that Tang Yumo said, if so, then this ability is too sad, it is better to have the ability to see, how realistic. Although I don't have voyeurism, I do have a few favorite actresses that fascinate me. For example, uh, I won't talk about this.

More importantly, I never believed that I was the Apocalypse. Even if I began to believe in the ability to awaken, it would be too nonsense for me, and I knew too well that I couldn't be normal anymore. I didn't even have any special sexual fantasies, and talking about it in high school made the fat man sarcastic. Oh, he fantasized about our English teacher back then. Confidentiality uh

"I'm not feeling well."

Tang Yumo's words woke me up from loneliness.

"What's wrong? Want to release water? ”

"It's not."

In the light of the torches, I couldn't see any change in her face. All you could see was the firelight dancing in her face. But her expression was a little unnatural.

"I felt my brain scratched."

"Brain. Who can catch your brain. Jack said with a slight turn.

Tang Yumo shook his head slowly. "I know the difference between the two words. But that discomfort, that feeling came from within. It's like something in my head moves. It made me feel so sick and wanted to throw up. ”

Although the discomfort Tang Yumo felt was completely different from what I felt in my heart, it was an indisputable fact that two people had different feelings at the same time. This made me involuntarily vigilant.

"I feel it too, but it's not uncomfortable, it's strange. It's as if my consciousness is leaving you, away from the boat. "I shut my mouth at that.

My feelings are more weird than Tang Yumo, and I am worried that if I continue to talk about it, Tang Yumo and Jack will be treated as psychopaths. But I had to say these feelings, and this information had to be shared, as if Tang Yu didn't say what she felt. How could I have realized that the two of us were in a situation at the same time.

I looked at Jack and asked, "What about you, do you feel differently?" Even if it's subtle. ”

Jack shrugged. "Our ship is heading to hell. Does this count? ”

"Of course not, you're having a problem with your senses. Hell isn't so quiet. ”

Jack laughed dryly. "Then no, I'm not as sensitive as you. Just ask the fat man, two out of four people have strange feelings, which is already an abnormal thing. ”

I turned around and patted the fat man. In fact, I don't have any hope of getting different sensory information from the fat man's mouth. If he had sensed something abnormal, he would have jumped up long ago, even in his sleep. I woke him up mainly because of the sense of crisis in his heart, as Jack said, the two of them felt abnormal and it was already very abnormal.

The fat man didn't wake up, turned sideways and snored again. How sleepy you are, I was keeping vigil most of the time, and Jack didn't sleep much more than you, and you slept like a pig when people were still alive.

I'm facing away from the fat man, and if it's head-to-head, I'm going to kick it over. I rounded my arm and slapped him on the back.

"Ahh

A scream that could be transmitted back to the habitat of the Hakka people woke up the fat man and also woke me up. I don't want to say that he was woken up by my slap, because his howl was even more terrifying. He was awakened by his own howl!

But this howl reminded me of one thing, the fat man had a wound on his back, and his health was not as good as he had appeared. Drowsiness should also be the need for the body to recover and adjust itself.

With a howl, the fat man sat up suddenly. The two big bull's-eyed beads spewed fire outward, and fine beads of sweat appeared on the bald head of the green stubble, which condensed into soybean-sized beads of sweat in a blink of an eye, dripping down unhindered. Sweat ran down his eyes, but he didn't even blink.

The howl stunned me and made me forget to withdraw the hand I had slapped out. And at this moment, the fat man's fire-breathing eyes were staring at this hand.

"Don't tell me you did it." The fat man said this sentence very hard, word by word, as if he was gathering momentum, waiting for that definite reply, and then tearing that person apart.

"I'm sorry." I quickly withdrew my troubled hand. "The situation is urgent, I forgot about the injury on your back."

"I know. But that's not a reason for me to forgive you. You know me. ”

After speaking, the fat man's right hand was raised, and at the same time it was a straight knife that flashed with cold light. It is the straight knife of the Hakka people, and in the habitat of the Hakka people, the fat man has re-polished an unusually sharp straight knife.

I was stunned. I think Jack and Tang Yumo were also stunned by the scene in front of them. No one reacted.

However, the knife moved.

The cold light flashed before my eyes, and a red color appeared in my eyes, it was blood, and the hot blood enveloped my eyes. (To be continued......)