Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

"Father, please, I'm still young. Quick is only four years old. He still needs an adult to take care of him."

A young man suddenly knelt in front of an old man, and at the same time reached out and grabbed a child who was only one meter tall beside him and pushed him into the old man's arms.

"This is your grandson. Look how cute he is. Please devote yourself to our family and show your fatherly love one last time. I really have no other choice!"

The old man's legs were shaking, and he pointed at his son with a trembling finger: "I taught you how to raise a child with great difficulty, and I didn't expect you to take care of me in my old age, but this is how you repay me?"

There are many people in this world who are afraid of death, and this is normal.

In fact, many people become more afraid of death as they get older and closer to death. They may even start to believe in ghosts and gods and become more obsessed with ways to prolong their lives.

This is also the reason why elderly people who believe in religion are defrauded by health care products.

The old man stared at his son with disappointment in his eyes, mixed with reluctance and love.

Does he love his children? Obviously he does.

But he is also afraid of death, and does not love to the point of being willing to sacrifice his life. There are differences between people.

"I don't want to die either!" The old man closed his eyes with tears in his eyes, not wanting to look at his son again.

"Father, please."

The son kept knocking his head, also crying and saying: "Even if you are alive, how many more years can you live?"

"But your grandson is still young. He has your blood flowing in his body, and he is another symbol of the continuation of your life."

"Look, you are so hungry now that you feel dizzy. If you don't agree, our whole family will starve to death. Face the reality bravely, father. I am the one who is sorry for you!"

The old man was so frightened that he trembled and finally sighed helplessly.

Seeing this, the son hurriedly got up from the ground, supported the old man, and met the marrow-eaters' collection team.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, there's someone willing!"

After hearing this, the marrow eater silently registered the old man's name and let him remain among the group of voluntary donors.

After all the signs are met.

Except for a group of marrow-eaters who stayed behind because they needed to escort the sacrificed people back to their tribe.

The other teams of Marrow Eaters were led by small teams, dispersed and stationed in the four divided areas.

The east side, deviating from the direction of Michigan, was designated as a land of survival. Between it and the birthplace of evil spirits was the land of the dark clan.

The refugee area in the south is located on the south side of the tribe. Although they can enjoy the treatment of exorcism, it is still more dangerous than the east. If evil spirits appear, they will be the first to bear the brunt and stand in front of the Marrow Eaters' territory.

Under the planning of the Man of Omens,
All those who volunteered were gathered together. They were given temporary food and water so that they could have something to eat before they died, at least to have a full stomach.

But many elderly people do not eat it.

Instead, after obtaining the consent of the marrow eaters, they threw the bread and water to their relatives who were isolated outside.

A black youth suddenly pushed aside the weak woman and picked up the bread that was thrown on the ground.

He tore open the package and started to devour it.

"No, don't eat it, give it back to me!"

"This is the food my husband threw to me, you robber!" The woman weakly tried to snatch it, but the black man quickly gave her a back. Although he did not dare to attack the marrow eater in front of her, he still blocked her.

With his mouth full of bread crumbs, he said, "Get lost! This is the food I found!"

"Whoever picks up the fallen food belongs to him. Why do you say it's yours? Did you mark it?"

The young marrow eater who was standing next to the middle-aged man throwing the food and turned around to see this scene shouted, "How dare you!"

He rushed over, his black leather left hand grasped the black man's neck, and twisted it casually. There was a creaking sound like a light bulb being crushed.

There was a crackling sound.

The black man's body, stuck in mid-air, twitched and then became paralyzed.

The young man from the dark clan casually threw it in front of the crowd on the side. The place where he threw it was very particular, because this group of people all had red faces, greasy mouths, and green eyes like hungry wolves.

It's obvious that they have all eaten human flesh.

The moment the marrow-eater youth turned around, seven or eight hands touched the black man's body at the same time and moved his body to the back.

"Moore, bring another portion of food." He called to another young man who was a marrow eater.

"Ok."

A new portion of food was handed over.

The young man handed it to the woman, then turned to look at the refugees and said sternly, "Since we promised to provide preferential treatment to the families of the devotees."

"Then it's no joke."

“If anyone dares to rob or offend like this again, I guarantee that he will become a corpse like that black youth!”

Everyone who heard these words fell silent, and many of those who were hesitant seemed to have made up their minds.

In this scene of life and death, the atmosphere in the camp became increasingly solemn.

Those who enjoyed preferential treatment through the dedication of their families watched all this silently, their hearts filled with sadness for these contributors and helplessness towards their fate.

But they know that in this cruel world, everyone has to make difficult choices in order to survive.

As Wu Heng looked at the touching scenes before him, a ripple of emotion arose in his heart.

He knew very well that these people's sacrifice was great. They used their lives to buy a glimmer of hope of survival for their families.

But unfortunately, the two sides have different paths.

There is a barrier between him and this world of plot, and it is impossible for him to let his interests and plans be affected by others.

Compared with the corrupt marrow system that has been built over a thousand years with the help of the evil spirit's space-time channel and is now completely integrated into the world, and compared with the results that are waiting to be harvested in the end.

The life and death of these people are insignificant to him.

Everyone has his own destiny. A moment of kindness may be like the wings of a butterfly, causing great changes.

All results must be stable and must develop as he expects.

The Flesh Loom currently needs 1300 souls to be promoted. If one of these 1300 people is rescued, another person who can survive will be needed to fill in.

This is so unfair to the other party.

You can't look at things from only one side.

Just like the two babies that Kelly saved, it is an invisible injustice for the other children who starved to death.

The food these two children eat may have been withheld from the mouths of some of them.

Maybe this little bit of food can save a life.

Perhaps the life that could have survived would starve to death because of these two children.

No relatives or friends. (End of this chapter)