Chapter 47: The Pig Sacrifice

"Sure enough, this is the kind of thing, I don't know how many sacrifices have been made?" frowned slightly, Ye Qiuming did not walk out of the corner of the teaching building for the first time.

Sacrifice, an ancient and mysterious thing, ancient belief in ghosts and gods, human beings in order to seek the coming year, will make a variety of sacrifices, some civilizations with pigs, ducks, cattle and sheep and other livestock to sacrifice, and some barbaric is the living sacrifice.

This kind of sacrifice that was condemned before the end of the world looked evil and dirty under the propaganda of the heart, like a rat crossing the street, and everyone shouted and beat it, but Ye Qiuming knew that after the end of the world, some people who did not have the strength to fight against zombies or mutated creatures would put this evil sacrifice on the stage again.

This is a kind of sacrifice called the pig sacrifice, the name is ironic, and it all seems indifferent to human nature, indifferent to the life of the weak, the pig is not a pig, it is a person, just like the fat man who yelled in front of Ye Qiuming.

Pigs do not refer to these obese people, but simply to refer to all those who are sacrificed.

This kind of sacrifice is not a god, nor a ghost, nor a faith, but a zombie, or a mutated creature, Ye Qiuming doesn't know when this sacrifice was initiated, but he has seen a lot of it in his previous life.

In some places where survivors gather, after they are unable to fight some zombies and mutant creatures, they will select some marginalized people from among the survivors, kill them, or tie them up, and then put these people not far from the gathering place, so that the zombies or mutated creatures around the gathering place can come to eat.

For various reasons, zombies and mutated creatures obviously can't eat indefinitely, so zombies or mutated creatures 'eat' has become the real purpose of this pig sacrifice.

This kind of sacrifice is not controversial in the last days, after all, everyone wants to live, some people live, naturally someone will die, either you die or I live, this is not just a pair of life and death enemies.

The space for survival is so big, the zombies either eat you or eat me, who can make this multiple-choice question very easily, the dead friend is not dead, even if you change to Ye Qiuming, it will be very easy to make a choice.

However, the problem is still on top of this pig sacrifice, zombies, mutant creatures, what is the purpose of hunting humans, naturally it is evolution, evolving to a higher level, and this pork sacrifice is undoubtedly accelerating this evolution.

The reason why Ye Qiuming was worried was precisely because he was afraid that this group of people had already fed mutated creatures or zombies above the second level, and he had already discovered some zombies that were slowly evolving towards the second level some time ago.

If there were enough pigs sacrificed by this group of people, Ye Qiuming would not be prepared for the worst, level two was a term that was still a little distant to him now, even if he had six mutated creatures sealed in his six magic cubes, he didn't have the courage to provoke level two.

This is no longer something that courage and incourage can be described, the opponent of a one-star evolutionary can only be a first-level zombie or mutated creature, and there can be no transcendence.

Unless it is relying on people, but this is not a small number, just relying on Ye Qiuming and six mutant creatures will definitely not be able to fight a second-level mutant creature or zombie head-on.

"Made, a group of mentally retarded~!" Ye Qiuming thought of the horror of the pig sacrifice, and couldn't help but curse in his heart, I have to say that the pig sacrifice is a chronic suicide in the long run, and it is also the kind of suicide that harms others and is not beneficial to oneself.

Just as Ye Qiuming was thinking about this, Ye Qiuming saw a boy suddenly sneaking out of another teaching building, this person got out of the gap blocked by countless desks, first looked around sneakily, and then turned around and said something behind him.

Ye Qiuming didn't hear it clearly, but he saw that the person was behind him, and the desk behind him was suddenly moved, and then another miserable shout came.

"Brother Fang, don't listen to this dead fat man's blind wrongs, I didn't say anything bad about you, I swear, I really didn't say anything bad, I gave Li Jia to you, Brother Fang, please, I gave Li Jia to you, please let me go~!"

In the midst of the screams, I saw a tall and thin young man being tied to a stool and lifted out, this tall and thin young man had a lot of strength, so that these people who carried the stool were almost knocked down by him several times.

When the sneaky boy from before saw these people carrying the tall and thin young man out, he immediately watched vigilantly from the side and set up a sentry for these people.

"Dead fat man, fuck nima, you shit, Lao Tzu takes all the good food and drink with you on weekdays, you dare to frame me~!" The tall and thin young man became extremely ugly when he saw the fat man's face, and scolded directly.

"Wang Furui, Lao Tzu has long seen that you are unhappy, you scolded Brother Fang in the toilet for stealing your limelight, don't think I don't know, haha, that Brother Chen, Brother Li, hurry up and loosen my bonds, I am the one who reported to Brother Fang~!"

After the fat man said a few words to the tall and thin young man, he suddenly turned his head to show a flattering look to a few people who raised the thin young man and asked a few people to untie him.

"Phew, Brother Fang said, let you and Wang Furui be companions, weren't you two good friends in the same dormitory before, let's be good friends together in the future, how good it is to be difficult brothers~!" The boy who raised the thin young man who came over with some pimples on his face directly dispelled the fat man's hope after spitting at the fat man from afar.

"Haha, dead fat man, Made, Lao Tzu knows, haha, do you think you can be safe if you drag Lao Tzu into the water?" The tall and thin young man obviously had a deep grudge against the fat man, and he opened his mouth and closed his mouth to Lao Tzu, swear words and so on.

"Fang Yong, my grandma, you don't talk about credit~!" Ignoring the tall and thin young man, the fat man's face, which had recovered a little because he saw hope, instantly turned pale again: "I reported to you, you still don't let me go, Lao Tzu cursed you not to die well~! Lao Tzu will not let you go even if he becomes a ghost." ”

Obviously, the fat man knew that he had no hope of survival, so he simply broke the jar and scolded, and scolded the so-called Fang Brother Fang Yong directly.

Syllable~!

However, there was obviously nothing good to greet the fat man, and the young man who saw the pimple saw the fat man's scolding, and slapped him directly, and the slap obviously used all his strength, making the fat man's cheeks instantly red and swollen.

"Brother Fang is also something you can scold, garbage, tell you the truth, Brother Fang said, test you first, if you don't disrespect him, then put you back. After the young man slapped him, a somewhat cheap smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he lowered his voice and said in the fat man's ear:

"As for now, you know the result~!"

"Haha, dead fatty, you can come with me when Lao Tzu is dead~!"

"Wang Furui, why the didn't you remind me?"

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