Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

"We are the first line of defense against the evil spirits. These guys let us live outside for some unknown reasons."

"If they don't give us food today and don't make a perfect arrangement, we will block them and protest with our lives."

"I don't believe he really dares to kill all of us!"

The girl waved her clothes high, with a thick neck and a red face, and shouted to the people around her like an awakened modern youth.

Want to wake them up.

Some people in the crowd were ready to make a move.

In their past lives, they have participated in marches and protests to varying degrees and are no strangers to this.

A fat man in the crowd raised his right hand: "I"

boom!
There was another gunshot.

The councilman from the clan hall fired again without any hesitation, and the girl who was shouting loudly was shot in the head again, right between her eyebrows.

Her vision went dark and she fell to the ground.

What I was thinking in my head was: This is not right. How could the other party really dare to kill her? Shouldn't he comfort her first, then negotiate with her, and then argue with her based on reason?
This was the case in many of the environmental protection marches I participated in before.

Every time they were stuck in the middle of the road, the vehicles had to stop and allow them to block traffic for hours or even a whole day, and even the police did not dare to take action.

Because she is very good at speaking and inciting, many companies pay them high fees to participate in marches in order to defeat their opponents and discredit their products for causing environmental pollution. She makes a lot of extra money from this.

This routine is obviously familiar to everyone.

Why is the result different this time? I regret it so much!

The crowd that was ready to make a move fell silent again. The congressman looked at the fat middle-aged man who had just raised his hand and said:

"What's wrong with you? Do you have anything to say?"

"I" the slightly fat man swallowed his saliva and said tremblingly: "I think what she did was wrong!"

"It is because of your existence that no evil spirit dares to invade this place. You have already done us a great favor by not chasing us away and accusing us of trespassing on private property."

He seemed to be talking more and more fluently, as if he would never stop. In the end, the clan councilor raised his hand to stop him. He didn't want to listen to this guy's nonsense.

Finish these chores.

Many more vehicles came from the rear, led by a row of fully armed armored vehicles, with the missiles and machine guns on the vehicles ready to fire.

Behind them were many resource trucks carrying various fast foods.

These armored vehicles and resource vehicles were divided into four directions, facing all the refugee communities established around the tribal land.

Wu Heng stood in the middle of the convoy. He was wearing a black windbreaker with the runes of the Marrow Eater embroidered on his robe. In the gloomy weather, it reflected a strange glow.

There was an awe-inspiring power in his eyes, so that other marrow eaters, except for those few acquaintances, did not dare to approach him.

He looked quietly at the group of people in front of him who were struggling with hunger, without any expression.

He has seen this situation too many times.

The Marrow Eaters group in charge of this operation expressed their demands to the eagerly awaited refugees.

"Food is scarce now, and we must find a solution." The voices of the Marrow Eaters' captains were low and powerful, echoing in the cold breeze.

"Evil spirits are becoming more and more rampant. We need to use new methods to prevent them from invading, but someone must sacrifice themselves for this."

"We can provide some food to the families of those who are willing to sacrifice their lives on their own initiative so that they can continue to live."

"Is anyone willing?" After hearing the words of the marrow eaters, the crowd fell into silence.

There is a fierce struggle going on in everyone's heart. To sacrifice one's life is such a difficult decision.

It is called dedication, but in fact it is suicide.

On the one hand, we only have one life, which is extremely precious; on the other hand, it is the survival of the family, and if no one sacrifices, then no one may survive.

Looking at the hungry and helpless eyes of their loved ones, the pain in many people's hearts surged like a tide.

Countless eyes were staring at the carts of food.

After a moment, a thin old lady stood up tremblingly. Although her body was weak, her eyes were full of firmness and determination, and she had made up her mind.

"I am willing."

The sound was very faint, but it was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.

"My son's family is almost starving to death. My life is a waste of food. I hope to use my life to buy them a chance to live."

"it is good!"

"Now, those who are willing to sacrifice themselves, line up on the right."

"Those who are still hesitant can consider this. After this call-up, each camp will be divided into four areas."

“The south is the starting area, where you have to find food on your own; the west is the place of sacrifice, and anyone who is willing to sacrifice can go to the west;

The east is the place of survival, and we provide food for them. Every person whose family has gone to the west and registered is eligible to come to the east.

As for the north, that is the place of remembrance, not only for you, but also for every volunteer sacrificer, and we will tell them about their families. "

The speech ended, but in fact it was not finished.

Immediately afterwards, many more people stood up.

They chose to sacrifice themselves in the face of this cruel reality, either for their parents, their children, or their lovers.

Their faces were filled with helplessness and sadness, but more of it was deep love for their families.

Of course, there are very few people who can do this for their parents, only in the single digits.

It’s not that they don’t want to, but that their parents don’t want to.

Among them was a young woman with tears in her eyes. She came to the right while crying and registered.

She cried, "I lost my parents when I was young, and my brother raised me. He saved money and took care of me for 18 years. Now he is so hungry that he doesn't even have the strength to stand up. It's my turn to pay for him. I am willing to sacrifice my life for him."

The choking sound moved all the young marrow eaters who were worth registering.

The marrow-eater youth looked at the other party's tearful face, his lips moved slightly, but in the end he said nothing and just registered silently.

He couldn't ruin the clan's plan just because of a brief encounter with a stranger.

With more and more people.

Soon, 1,300 people were gathered, 70% of whom were elderly. This was because many of the elderly became weak and could not withstand the invasion of evil spirits during the escape, and they fell ill and died.

Otherwise, the estimate is at least 90 percent.

Fortunately, the meat loom is not age-sensitive. (End of this chapter)