Abstraction for a bad world

Chapter 45 (Please read on!!!) Expired Fluoxetine (Part )

In order to deceive her brain and avoid hunger, Marina had slept for a full twenty hours.

She didn't feel anything when she just woke up, but now that she's started exercising, she's so hungry that she feels a little dizzy.

Plus, right after I left the house, I ran into two guys whose minds were controlled by prosthetics...

Do they know who is the boss and who is the second?
"Ratty, I'm so unlucky."

Not only did he fail to complete his daily tasks, but he also lost the bag that had been with him for several months.

What, you ask me why I know the term "daily tasks", a term that only people who play stupid 2D games know?
——Because I’m a psychopath, ahhhhh!

Hamsters can also split into two hamsters. It's a pity that they have such strong reproductive ability!

If the weather robot thinks I'm an eyesore, I'll just jump into the stinky ditch and drown myself!

Unfortunately, there are no normal robots in the outer ring area.

Next to Marina, the woman with two long and narrow scars on her face and her arms crossed over her chest curled her lips unhappily.
"What the hell are you doing? Why are you trying to stop me? Didn't you see that those two young men wanted to fuck you hard in the street? And the pieces of meat between your fingers... In my opinion, killing them a hundred times is not enough."

The woman had a face and figure similar to Marina, but their temperaments were completely different.
If Marina is like a gentle and loyal dog, then she is the aggressive and indifferent wolf king.

"You can't say that, Old Wolf. We must be good citizens who abide by the law!"

Marina clenched her fists and shook her head quickly to get rid of all the unhappy things and moods.

In just a few seconds, she regained her spirits.

"How many times have I told you to just call me 'Wolf'? Don't call me Old Wolf!"

The old wolf clicked his tongue.

"Okay, Old Wolf, since half of the rice is gone, let's go to the street and look for treasure boxes!"

Marina was in high spirits, but her limbs felt weak and sore, and her eyes were so hungry that she couldn't see clearly what was more than 20 meters away.

How could such a small difficulty defeat her!
"Turn your guts out! Turn your guts out! Turn your guts out!"

Lao Lang also chuckled twice. She put her arm around Marina's neck and whispered in her ear, "Why don't we go to the entrance of the Idol Show and take a look. Take out two pairs of hipsters. The smell is so delicious that I dare not even think about it."

Marina was so angry that her stomach acid was about to come out: "I'm starving to death and you're telling me this!"

“This is called spiritual food!”

“Who in their right mind would like this?”

The two started to curse at each other.

If other people saw this scene, it would just be Marina having a conversation with the void.

Typical cyberpsychosis is.

After arguing with Lao Lang for more than ten minutes, Marina finally found the first treasure chest of the day in a corner. She looked around vigilantly and found that no one paid any attention to her.

Wuhu, let’s turn it over!
Marina, whose tools were stolen two days ago, could only turn it over with her hands. Although there was a risk of skin scratches and infection, it was better than starving to death.

If you get injured, you can just heat the wound and it will probably be fine.

With this thought in mind, Marina reached her hands into the rusty trash can.

Within two seconds, she felt a cool, bag-like object.

Take it out and take a look.

Marina's eyes widened instantly.

Oh shit, self-heating rice!
"What a lucky bastard! If I go to a trash can with this luck, I'll at least find a chocolate bar and an ice cream!"

The old wolf howled, but it didn't affect Marina's mood at all.

Self-heating rice is such a rare item, one bag sells for at least double digits.

Marina put her eyes close to the front of the packaging, wanting to see what it tasted like.

After squinting for a while, Marina gave up.

——She can’t read.

Let’s eat first.

Unwashed dirty hands and leftovers that have been fermenting in the trash can for at least a few hours. "Clean and hygienic, brothers!"

Marina put the icy but fragrant mixture of food in her hand into her mouth and chewed it with big mouthfuls, almost crying tears of happiness.

But when she was about to swallow it, she found that the taste seemed wrong.

Why does this rice smell rotten?

"vomit--"

Marina retched, and this time the little pearl really fell out.

“I told you not to check the expiration date when eating! How dare you put something that’s been expired for more than 30 years into your mouth? Hahahaha!”

The old wolf, who had noticed the abnormality a long time ago, couldn't help laughing and even rolled on the spot.

"You found out and you didn't tell me..." Marina even vomited the nutritional paste she had eaten the day before yesterday into the crack of the ground.

"This is called training your survival ability. I'm telling you, you'll eat the buns directly next time."

Old Wolf looked very serious.

"Ding Zhen?"

"You're such a bull demon! I just want to see how miserable you are. You don't dare to steal anything, and you don't dare to kill anyone. You can only put on a stupid smile every day. What's the use of you?"

Old Wolf pointed at her and started mocking her.

Marina was silent.

Just then, a disheveled little beggar came over from the crowd, carefully tore off a small piece of white bread from his arms and handed it to her.

"Sister, you look very hungry. This is for you."

Marina was stunned and couldn't believe it.

"For me?"

She swallowed hard, unable to suppress her emotional expression: "I don't need it..."

"But you look very unwell, sister." The little beggar stuffed the bread into her hands without giving her a chance to refuse. "Eat it. When the sun rises again, everything will be fine."

Marina said nothing more. She chewed the white bread silently. After the little beggar left, she smiled and said to the old wolf, "Look, there are still good people in the City of Sun."

But the old wolf was no longer by her side without her knowing.

Only a group of thugs armed with short sticks and other weapons discovered her.

"Fuck, you dare to steal our boss's dinner, beat him up!"

“Damn it—!”

Before Marina could react to what was happening, the white bread in her hand was snatched away, followed by merciless punches and kicks.

The thugs beat her up to vent their anger.

She held her head, unable to speak, and could only try her best to protect the vital parts such as the back of her head.

In the midst of severe pain, Marina struggled to open her eyes, wanting to see if the little beggar who gave her the bread had escaped.

At the entrance of the dark alley, the little beggar was chewing bread, humming off-tune rock music, and raising his middle finger at her. His thin face showed a full expression of malice and mockery.

Ah, you were kidding me.

Marina, lying on the ground, suddenly realized.

But Marina felt no anger or hatred in her heart.

She was just a little lost and sad.

"Please let me meet even one good person."

"Please let me have even a glimmer of hope."

Marina prayed like this.

(End of this chapter)