Fang Xing smiled and didn't make any statement.

Just asked rhetorically:

"Do you have any idea in mind?"

"What are we going to think of that, isn't that a discussion?"

The actor also smiled and continued:

"That is, you have been with Qianqian the most in the past two days, and I just want to ask your opinion."

looked at the actor with a bit of seriousness in his expression, and then looked at the eyes of the others looking at him.

Fang Xing knew that no matter what he said now, they must have already made a plan.

But they don't want to tell themselves.

Ask yourself what you think, and just ask yourself if it's going to get in the way.

"I'm out of the way, you can do whatever you want."

Fang Xing said without a word.

The actor on the other side smiled, and didn't deliberately ask what this sentence meant, this kind of polite words are meaningless.

On this desert island now, two obvious forces have begun to separate.

One is the Living Dead group, headed by Qianqian.

Of course, Qianqian herself is very reluctant.

The other is the group of living people who are not dead yet.

They don't want to die, so they can only find a way to solve this 'problem'.

No one knows what the root of the problem is.

But they can see very clearly who the 'people' in question are revolving around.

It doesn't solve the root cause of the problem.

Can't solve the problem of people?

The short conversation is over and everything continues.

The actor took the remaining few people to continue to build a house.

Qianqian also brought three licking dogs to help.

A group of people talked, laughed, and cooperated with each other, behaving as united and friendly as the first day on the island.

Except that there were three people who had been hanging around Qianqian, there was no problem.

Fang Xing was also cooperating on the side, doing some work that didn't matter.

Then go ahead and start thinking about the current situation.

Three of the nine people who landed on the island have died.

The tenth person mentioned in the nursery rhyme has only conjecture and no clue until now.

If I'm not mistaken, there are only two lyrics left in the fearless nursery rhyme that I know now.

[Seven friends, arguing and moving knives and axes; One cuts himself, and there are six people left. 】

[Six friends, scattered to hide from the crisis, one was eaten, and there were five people left. 】

These two ballads, Fang Xing dared to say that they were even more thoughtful and terrifying than the previous ones.

Hack yourself to death.

Who would do that?

Eaten?

There are not even two snakes to be seen on this island, let alone any beasts, not even wild dogs.

Who will eat people.

Are these living people left?

There is enough food to be found today, and no one will do that.

Don't......

Fang Xing turned his head and glanced at the three people who were circling around beside Qianqian.

These people who die repeatedly are always some unstable stealth bombs.

Unfortunately, with his own ability, there is a high probability that he will not be able to kill them.

I just pinched that noble boy's shoulder, and now looking at his appearance, there is no abnormal reaction at all.

Coupled with the fact that these people come back from the dead every night, I am afraid that even if they are seriously injured now, they will be intact the next day.

'This inexplicable X...... Must act according to the nursery rhyme, is it some curse? ’

"I haven't experienced such a thing as a curse, after all, some fatalistic curses do seem like a fateful arrangement."

But curses always have roots, and this island itself has seen the same thing in the past two days, both openly and secretly, and has not found anything special. ’

'What could it be?' ’

In the busy work and performance of the crowd.

Today's day is slowly coming to an end.

Today's dinner, I had a rare bowl of sweet porridge.

Although it is said that sweet potatoes are not as good as roasted after they are cooked, they can be eaten now.

Plus with yesterday's experience.

The person in charge of cooking porridge today deliberately made a little less.

More waste.

When the sun is about to disappear.

The three living dead, who were chatting happily with the others, fell to the ground.

This time, everyone's expressions seemed calm.

After all, everyone already knows what is going to happen, and even if they are afraid of sudden changes, they will react immediately.

Of the remaining six people, the easiest one now is Qianqian.

When the three of them fell to the ground, Qianqian herself lay on the beach and didn't want to get up.

After enjoying the 'pampering' love of the three of them for a day, Qianqian felt that her brain was about to be squeezed dry.

Tired.

Tiredness from the brain to the soul.

Although she didn't do much work physically, her mental exhaustion made her even more uncomfortable.

What made her especially uncomfortable was the way her companions looked at her.

I obviously didn't do anything, but I was excluded by everyone intentionally or unintentionally.

Qianqian's eyes were empty, and she stared blankly at the sky that was gradually becoming dark.

Even if she desperately needed mental comfort, Qianqian didn't want to see the hostile eyes of others.

There was silence tonight.

Silently drank the porridge, silently packed up his things, and silently packed everything up.

No one spoke.

But every time they look at each other, there are too many meanings.

When everyone sat back down at the campfire, the atmosphere instantly became extremely solid.

Only Fang Xing held a skewered sweet potato next to the bonfire, smelling the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes, and was in a good mood!

'Although the world is a headache, there are roasted sweet potatoes to eat!' ’

That's not too bad! ’

The others remained silent, not knowing how to speak now.

At last.

Or the actor was the first to speak:

"Fang Xing, do you think this atmosphere is suitable for whistling and singing?"

"Yes, eating sweets can make people happy, and this sweet potato is very sweet."

Winner:............

Others: ............

The actor turned sideways a little and whispered to the people around him:

"Is there something wrong with the mentality of the person who writes the book?"

"I don't know, let him go to see the doctor when he survives......"

There was such a gap in the middle.

Although the atmosphere at the scene was stiff, it was not so bad that I didn't even want to make a loud noise.

The actor looked at the people around him.

looked at Qianqian, who had a somewhat empty look in her eyes.

Even if he knew that Qianqian might not know anything, the actor took a deep breath and said coldly:

"Qianqian, we have something to ask you."

"Do you have any thoughts about the current situation, especially since they have been circling around you?"

Say yes to ask.

The tone was the same as a question.

Qianqian's eyes dimmed a lot again.

Even if you already know that everyone is suspicious of him, but behind the scenes and openly are two different things.

This shows that other people already have too much distrust of themselves.

Here's why.

I didn't do anything wrong.

Don't.

Is there anything bad about it in the process of acting yourself?

(End of chapter)