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Chapter 130 Kindness?starving

Thinking of this possibility, a certain player couldn't help covering his face with his hands, his tone trembling slightly, "I want to go out..."

The atmosphere in the room was instantly depressed.

Song Xi closed his eyes and sighed lightly.

"Don't think about it so much, take care of the moment first."

The indifference in Song Xi's tone was like a stone falling into a calm lake, somehow it made the few people who were inexplicably sad for spring and autumn feel better.

The atmosphere in the room gradually turned around, and the depressing atmosphere was less.

Yu Xiaoshu next to her was propping her chin with one hand, her gaze shifted from the people in front to Song Xi, and then she met those eyes.

'Sister Xi, look at the panel. Yu Xiaoshu called her silently, reached out and tapped the bracelet on her wrist without any trace.

Song Xi saw her mouth shape and movements clearly, retracted her gaze, lowered her eyes and opened the personal panel.

[Personal Channel] Hua Shu: Sister Xi, you also noticed something is wrong, right?

Song Xi tilted her head, nodded at Yu Xiao Shuwei, but did not reply.

Another message popped up on the panel in the next second:
【Personal channel】Hua Shu: It's just their big-hearted people who suddenly emo?

Song Xi couldn't help laughing, it's because individuals always have times when they are depressed.

But there is nothing wrong with Yu Xiaoshu's words.

The group of them met in other games, and because they got along well, the time of cooperation was not short.

This is why the seven elders obediently listen to Song Xi's orders. They all know Song Xi's strength, so they are very happy to play games with the boss.

They knew each other more or less, so they also knew that it was impossible for them to have a sudden emotional breakdown like they did now.

Not to mention seven collapsed in one collapse.

Song Xi glanced at the seven people who had recovered without any trace.

The emotions of the seven people came and went quickly, but after a short while, the previous look of dying and living was gone.

"Younger, why are you looking at us like that?" One of them noticed Yu Xiaoshu's strange gaze, and looked puzzled.

"Ah no, I just lost my mind." Yu Xiaoshu looked away and prevaricated with a smile.

The man didn't think much about it, he turned his head and went back to discuss with the person next to him about setting off to find supplies in the city, as if he didn't feel abnormal about the rapid change in his mood.

Yu Xiaoshu leaned closer to Song Xi who was next to her, and said in a low voice, "Sister Xi, look, I'll just say they are weird."

Although the few people over there are also talking about supplies now, they obviously don't have the mournful atmosphere before, but rather... happy?
Ok……

Yes, it was a good chat.

Yu Xiaoshu confirmed again and again.

"It might be because of the game." Song Xi replied softly.

Yu Xiaoshu sat back and touched her chin thoughtfully, "Then why are we both okay?"

When the seven people over there suddenly emo, she and Song Xi were the only two people in the whole house who seemed to be okay. They were as they were before, and there was no sign of emo at all.

"Who knows..."

Song Xi looked at the slightly beating warm yellow candlelight in the room.

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In a survivor base.

residential area.

"Goo~~Goo~"

In the silent night, in addition to the sound of the stomach being hungry, there was also the sound of someone lying on the mat tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

The cooing sound at the beginning seemed to be a signal, and then there were more or less cooing sounds from different directions.

The sounds came and went, as if they were adding timbre to the silent night.

Then, in the bursts of sound, there were subtle rustling sounds.

The bright moonlight shines down, illuminating the world at night.

Under the moonlight, it was obvious that there was a small piece of tents. There were not many tents, and they seemed much less than the "floor" surrounded by mats or other items.

Unlike the large bases like the Xining base where tents are everywhere, tents are obviously more rare in these places. More Vitaya residents rest on such various "floor beds". Among the siege, those tents became more conspicuous.

Suddenly, a black figure turned over from the "floor bed" and sat up.

The black figure first glanced around, then gritted his teeth and groped for the position to cover his stomach with his hand, then got up and groped towards the nearest tent.

It is not only the residents of Vitaia who are sleepless in the middle of the night who are so hungry that they cannot sleep. The residents of Vitaia who sleep in tents also suffer from insomnia.

It stands to reason that the residents who sleep the most soundly here should be the residents who have tents and food, but this is not the case.

The sound outside the tent was like a noise maker, screaming one after another.

No sleep at all! ! !
The resident of Vitaia in the tent turned over, and did not forget to reach out and stuff the paper plugging his ears tighter, but the effect was insignificant, and the movement outside the tent could not be blocked by a ball of paper at all. .

The inner thoughts of the upset residents at this moment are all to leave this small broken base and go to the big base to seek shelter as soon as the sun breaks.

In the view of that resident, the situation in the big base should be better than this small place, at least he can sleep well.

The residents of Vitaia, who were completely disturbed by the movement outside the tent, did not notice an unexpected guest outside his tent.

The black shadow was reflected on the tent in front of him, elongated a bit.

When the person outside the tent thought that there would be food in the tent, and that food would be a good solution to his satiation problem at this moment, he subconsciously licked his chapped lips.

The long-term hunger has been unable to arouse the only trace of kindness left in his heart, the little bit of goodwill that exists in the belief that he can be redeemed...

The cruelty in the man's eyes flashed past.

"Hey-"

The tent zipper was roughly ripped open from the outside.

The ear-piercing sound suddenly magnified the countless malice in the night, and countless Vitaya residents lying on the "floor" got up after hearing the sound.

"Who?!!" The tent was pulled open suddenly, and the residents in the tent were shocked.

When he turned over and sat up, he saw a man grabbing the curtain of his tent with one hand, and a large piece of the tent was visibly torn to pieces.

"You, what are you, what are you doing?!"

The angry words were quietly discouraged when they touched the cruelty in the man's eyes.

The residents in the tent looked at the person who raised his tent in horror, as if he was facing not a person but mutants with gray pupils outside the base.

The man didn't bother to answer him at all, his eyes scanned the narrow tent, and he stepped forward after seeing his target.

His quilt was trampled on in front of his face, and before the resident had time to swear, he saw the bag next to him being pulled away.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the resident immediately stretched out his hand to grab the other end of the bag, and still shouted for help: "Snatch something! Someone!"

"Mum's."

The resident who snatched something cursed, and the strength in his hands became stronger, without any intention of letting him go just because he called someone.

(End of this chapter)