The village chief is a thin, but fairly young man.

Maybe it was because he had seen too much death, and when he saw Bai Yan coming with a carrion corpse, he didn't have any extra greetings, but when he touched the defense box, he raised his eyelids and glanced at Gu Qiao.

The eyes were still lifeless.

This cave is supposed to be dedicated to disposing of dead bodies, not where the village chief lives.

There is light here more than anywhere else.

A piece of ore that is the same as in the tunnel outside, with a faint blue, makes this place, which is linked to death, bring a sense of coldness and indifference.

The process of reporting a death is simple.

A furnace made of battered metal melting, about two people high.

The corpse was dropped.

A pale cyan ore was dropped.

Then, the carrion disappeared into it.

The village chief is skillful in dealing with these things, and he must have handled them countless times.

Gu Qiao originally guessed that some kind of fusion reaction had taken place in the furnace.

There is a strong sense of separation in the scientific and technological means of this copy world, half primitive, and half far beyond the world level where Gu Qiao lives.

But in the field of vision, the furnace was dark, and the rotting corpses were devoured, and there was nothing left.

A moment later, as she was about to withdraw her gaze, she saw something in her afterglow.

In the dark. Wandering, some fragmentary data garbled.

Like ashes scattered by the wind, they quickly fall into the darkness and disappear in a blink of an eye.

The muscles of Gu Qiao's cheeks twitched slightly for no reason, and his expression became dark.

"Mom's life is very hard and tiring. She had no way to give birth again, and she couldn't get food. ”

Beside her, Bai Yan looked at the stove, her eyes slightly red.

Mom didn't want to drag her down anymore.

After Bai Yu disappeared, she was the only one in the family who could go into the 'cave' to exchange for food, but the mother was unwilling to eat the food that the child had exchanged for her life, and chose to die of starvation.

Of course, the sadness can't be calmed, but Bai Yan has a vague feeling in her heart that this may be a relief.

“.”

Gu Qiao retracted his gaze, no longer looking at the dilapidated stove, and his eyes fell on Bai Yan's face.

The girl has not yet fully grown, but she has been dyed with a strange sense of wind and frost, but apart from the dark complexion, her eyebrows and eyes are undoubtedly good-looking.

It is very similar to the appearance of Bai Yu in the memory of learning.

"Soon, it's going to be my turn."

The girl muttered softly, and the sad expression on her face gradually brought out a little numbness.

In the light of the eyes. It is the helplessness of seeing the future at a glance, having no hope, and can only compromise and accept fate.

"From today on, you will be the head of the family."

When Gu Qiao was about to leave with Bai Yan, the village chief finally spoke.

The young man's face, eyebrows and eyes were extremely vicissitudes, and his numb demeanor finally had a slight emotion at this time.

It was a kind of helpless pity, quick and short-lived.

This sentence made Bai Yan, who was originally immersed in grief, tremble for no reason.

"I know."

The girl lowered her head, suppressing her emotions.

Ordinary conversation, Gu Qiao saw that the familiar fear on Bai Yan's body appeared again.

Bai Yan, what are you afraid of?

Become the head of the family?

Gu Qiao didn't make a sound, and stood aside, silently like the rock wall in the cave.

The village chief didn't seem to have any scruples about a stranger being present, and pulled out three pieces of iron, which were coded on them, and put them in Bai Yan's hand:

"That's all, it's all yours."

After speaking, he waved his hand, and his expression regained numbness: "Go ahead." ”

Bai Yan held a handful of iron plates, her fingers were so hard that her fingertips were almost white.

Gu Qiao frowned, reached out to hold her wrist, Bai Yancai seemed to come back to her senses, and regardless of whether Gu Qiao could see it or not, a smile on her face that was more ugly than crying appeared.

[Gu Qiao, Bai Yan and the village chief in front of them, they are all products of edited and tampered genes. 】

Eva scanned the comparison data of the two and fed it back to Gu Qiao in her consciousness.

[The piece of iron in her hand is an ordinary iron product, and it can't be used, but I found something very interesting. 】

Gu Qiao raised his eyebrows and waited quietly for it to continue.

[In their genetic code, the assignment of emotions. Each of them has a high ceiling, but it limits the emotional mix associated with 'resistance' to a very low level. 】

Eva said something awkward, and then added: "To put it simply, they are not allowed to resist. 】

Rebellion hastened their death. ’

Gu Qiao was slightly stunned.

The inhabitants of the dungeon are not entirely short because of the radiation.

The stronger the rebellious emotion, the faster their physical exhaustion accelerates.

So they're also programmers? ’

Gu Qiao suppressed the strange sorrow in his heart.

Therefore, these dungeon dwellers, who seemed to be numb to this, were rapidly accelerating their own death under the effect of restrictions.

It also means that they never stop resisting.

They are revolting. And what?

Is it as Gu Qiao thought, in this game called "The Creator", she is far from the only one who awakens her independent consciousness.

The missing white feather is actually a successful rebel?

(End of chapter)