It’s a strange invasion, is it okay for me to fight back?

Chapter 377 Picking Beans

After Lin Pengpeng finished speaking, Wang Xunmei also recalled the storybooks she had read in her childhood. She looked around and said helplessly: "I remember that in fairy tales, a group of ants or birds would appear to help the little girl who was in trouble, but there was nothing in this room."

Huangfu Miaomiao picked up beans while making sarcastic remarks: "The players don't understand your fairy tales. Anyway, just divide the beans. What's the point of discussing these things? If you have the time, you might as well divide the beans quickly."

She picked only mung beans and picked up a large handful. Then she picked out the white beans mixed in with them, trotted to the wall, and put the sorted beans into a sack.

Her hands were small, so even if she filled her palms with beans, there were only about twenty of them, while there were tens of thousands of them on the ground.

Lin Pengpeng sighed, squatted down, picked up the peas rolling on the ground, and said, "There is no other way. I can only use the perseverance of Yugong moving the mountain."

"Hey, pick them up..." Zhang Lu also started to pick up beans, "Let's be quick. If everything goes well, we may be able to finish picking them up in less than an hour."

After hearing this, Wang Xunmei had no choice but to endure the nausea as if she were carsick and continue picking up the trash.

Everyone was picking beans, and Feng Ling couldn't stay out of it. She suppressed her annoyance and squatted down to pick beans. She said to Huangfu Miaomiao, "Little Skeleton, play a song."

"Oh~" Huangfu Miaomiao stopped what she was doing and quickly picked a country song with beautiful melody from her phone watch to calm Feng Ling's emotions.

Lighthearted and cheerful music sounded in the Chicken Foot House.

Five people were busy picking beans.

This task required no skill, but required constant mechanical repetition. Feng Ling became more and more angry as he picked up the peas, wishing he could crush them in his hand.

Wang Xunmei sighed as she picked up the items: "I heard before that I needed to kneel down and kowtow to unlock the safe zone, and I felt that it was a bit hurtful to my self-esteem. Now that I think about it, it's better to kneel down and kowtow a few times. Why bother talking about self-esteem with the maze system..."

Lin Pengpeng said: "It has something to do with the world view of the maze. In fairy tales, if you want to get the help of the witch, you must complete the test given by the witch."

Wang Xunmei couldn't help but say, "I thought the test would be to kill a few contaminated bodies. How can dividing beans be considered a test?"

Feng Ling listened to their conversation and agreed with Wang Xunmei's words! ——Yes, why don't you let us kill the contaminated bodies? !

"Because the body is trapped in a small space, the spirit is also bound. For women in the old times, the daily tedious housework is the biggest test they can imagine." Lin Pengpeng stood up, put the sorted beans into the sack, looked up at the witch portrait on the wall, and laughed sarcastically, "As for those grand adventures, they are exclusive to men."

Wang Xunmei was a little angry and whispered, "If I have a child in the future, I will never read this kind of fairy tale to the child!"

Zhang Lu glanced at the two of them and couldn't understand why they were so angry. Although picking beans was torturous, it was safe after all. Besides, it was just a fairy tale. Was there any need to make a big deal out of it?
He was the only man here, so Zhang Lu chose to remain silent and still maintained his usual code of conduct of following the leader of the pack.

He was distracted for just a moment, and when the chicken-foot house tilted, he lost his balance and fell to one side, bumping into Huangfu Miaomiao.

Wow.

All the beans in Huangfu Miaomiao's hand were scattered!

"What are you doing!" Huangfu Miaomiao shouted angrily, "You are so clumsy!"

Zhang Lu felt embarrassed when he was scolded by a little girl, who was also an alien.

Such small accidents began to become more frequent. Within two minutes, Wang Xunmei also fell down due to unstable center of gravity and scattered all the peas in his hand.

"No, I, I need to rest for a while. I feel so dizzy..." Wang Xunmei held onto the wall uncomfortably. She felt like vomiting.

Lin Pengpeng also felt uncomfortable, but it was still within the tolerable range. She looked out the window, trying to see as far as possible, trying to improve the feeling of dizziness by switching her field of vision.

"This chicken feet house seems to be going in circles all the time, no wonder we feel dizzy." Lin Pengpeng frowned and said. Huangfu Miaomiao came to Feng Ling and asked: "Feng Ling, are you dizzy? Don't pick them up, let them work."

——In Huangfu Miaomiao's view, this is a matter of course. At least in the world she used to live in, the strong can naturally receive preferential treatment.

Feng Ling frowned as he looked at the peas in his hand, then looked at the remaining peas on the floor.

After picking for such a long time, the progress is less than one-third. This is indeed a very time-consuming and patience-consuming job.

With every step taken by the Chicken Foot House, green beans and white beans rolled back and forth on the floor. They made a tiny friction sound and occasionally slipped through human fingers like naughty elves playing pranks.

Feng Ling was in a very bad mood. She asked Huangfu Miaomiao: "Take a closer look at the mission. Are there any other mission options?"

Huangfu Miaomiao pursed her lips in grievance, "Really not, I've seen it twice."

"Why do I have to pick beans...why..." Feng Ling gritted her teeth, bent down, and continued to pick up those slippery little peas. She felt annoyed, but unwilling to give up, because she didn't like to admit defeat, especially didn't want to be defeated by just picking beans.

The chicken-foot house shook again. Feng Ling steadied his steps, but Huangfu Miaomiao beside him couldn't keep his balance and bumped into Feng Ling's arm.

Feng Ling's hand moved, and most of the peas in his hand scattered.

Huangfu Miaomiao's face turned pale and she looked up at Feng Ling timidly.

Feng Ling didn't get angry at her, but she couldn't help but vent her anger on the beans. She threw all the remaining beans in her hand out!

The beans are blooming and splashing!
"It's so annoying!!!" Feng Ling shouted.

Lin Pengpeng considered Feng Ling's pollution level and thought that he was not suitable for such patience-consuming labor, so she took the initiative to say, "You take a rest, we will pick it up."

But Feng Ling's brain was like setting off firecrackers at this moment, crackling and extremely irritable.

She bent down and grabbed handfuls of peas from the ground viciously. "Isn't it just picking up beans? What's so difficult? I'll pick them up!..."

Everyone looked at Feng Ling in fear.

She picked up the beans and separated the different colored peas and turned to the sack.

Two sacks were hung on the wall, and slightly above the middle of the sacks was a portrait of a witch.

Feng Ling suddenly paused, stared at the painting with a frown, and asked, "Is this guy laughing at me?"

Her mental state seemed somewhat unstable.

Lin Pengpeng explained: "No, if you look at it from a different angle, the expression of the person in the portrait will change."

Feng Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, took two steps closer, and looked at the painting in front of him more carefully.

After a long while, she said faintly: "No, it's just laughing at me."

"Feng Ling..." Huangfu Miaomiao called her softly, her voice trembling.

No one here understands the horror of out-of-control pollution values ​​better than Huangfu Miaomiao. When it exceeds 30%, not only is it difficult to maintain sanity, but it is also easy to have auditory and visual hallucinations, and in severe cases, even schizophrenia.

"How dare you laugh at me... How dare you laugh at me..." Feng Ling seemed to be unable to hear anything. He stared at the painting. His chest began to rise and fall violently, his emotions fluctuated, and then he suddenly pulled out two bone blades from his shoulder blades and chopped towards the portrait of the witch!