Spatial hoarding: super strong wood superpowers

"Dungeon?

A place full of sin, a place without humanity.

Gee!

What do you think is worth my life? Is it worthy?Do you still deserve it? "

Cheng Jing had heard of dungeons in her previous life, but it was only two years after the end of the world.

The woman who went out to do missions at the base in the east of the city disappeared inexplicably.

To be precise, women go missing every day in large and small bases.

Suddenly, one day, the woman who had been missing for half a month returned with scars all over her body.

From the woman's mouth, I learned that those missing women were all locked in the dungeon. They became playthings without dignity, machines that kept giving birth to children, and food reserves on the dining table.

In the previous life, several major bases joined forces to wipe out this conscienceless place.

"Who the hell are you?" Brother Xing looked warily at the woman in front of him who couldn't see her strength.

When the woman mentioned the dungeon, she looked disdainful and disgusted, obviously knowing everything inside.

"I found that your memory is not very good, and you can't ask anything if you keep it?"

When Brother Xing was planning to strike first, a vine unknowingly entangled his ankle. When he found out, his strength and abilities were completely lost.

"I'm in the dungeon, everyone knows everyone, I'm someone you can't afford to offend, I advise you, if you want to live, you'd better not hurt me."

Cheng Jing mocked: "You think it's a peaceful age, with witnesses or surveillance videos everywhere.

If I kill you, there will be zombies coming to eat immediately, you say, what else do you have left?
And who, seeing a few rags, can recognize its original owner, or guess who the murderer is out of thin air. "

Brother Xing was finally scared, he felt the woman's determination to kill him.

"Don't, don't kill me, what do you want? I can give it to you."

Zhang Jiajia was very familiar with Brother Xing's voice, it was always others who begged him for mercy, this was the first time she heard Brother Xing begging for mercy.

She turned her head in astonishment, and the first thing she saw was the headless corpse on the ground.

Clothes on the corpse, telling her that their owner was dead.

The past three years, like a movie, popped up in my mind, and the last image I stayed was the ugly face of a man.

He can not love her.

Why trample on her love for him.

At the moment when the man sent her into the dungeon, she only had hatred for him, but no more love.

Brother Xing was tied up by vines, his face was distorted, as if he was in great pain.

Cheng Jing found that Zhang Jiajia was not good, so she shook her head helplessly, "Can you still go? Do you want me to hold you?"

Zhang Jiajia blushed in embarrassment, "Are you making fun of me?"

She was six months pregnant, she ate so well before the end of the world, she was almost fat, and the first days after the end of the world were good.

Later, food became more and more scarce, so she lived a life without a meal.

But at least seventy to eighty kilograms, my sister is skinny, no more than [-] kilograms at most, if you say you want to hug her, isn't it just making fun of her in disguise?
Cheng Jing was amused by Zhang Jiajia's cute appearance, and pretended to be angry: "You think I can't hug you."

Zhang Jiajia reached out and touched her swollen belly, "My baby and I are too heavy."

Brother Xing looked at the two sisters who were chatting and laughing, and he no longer wanted to be possessive, he wanted to beg the woman to let him go.

He opened his mouth several times, and was shocked to find that he couldn't say a word.

Cheng Jing shook her head and bent over to hug Zhang Jiajia, who had a dull face.

Zhang Jiajia suffered a lot after the end of the world. Except for her swollen belly, she became skinny everywhere, and she couldn't feel the weight.