I live infinitely in the survival game

Chapter 214 Brainless Village 25
"When we were digging in the woods next to The Hill House! The one you told me about!"

Qu Tongyi grabbed the arm of the ancient Jingmeng with both hands, his eyes were full of shock, as if he was about to jump up excitedly.

"Calm down." Gu Jingmeng stretched out his other hand and patted Qu Tongyi's shoulder, then swept around.

Fortunately, no one noticed them.

"Oh good." Qu Tongyi closed his mouth in an instant, changed his calm expression, and stood firmly beside Gu Jingmeng.

It's just that her two hands were still firmly glued to Gu Jingmeng's arm, her hands were tight, holding Gu Jingmeng desperately, the strength fully expressed her excitement to Gu Jingmeng.

"..."

Gu Jingmeng was silent for a moment, as if he had returned to the days when Qu Tongyi dragged her to watch the concert, that's how she grabbed her and shook her when her adrenaline was soaring.

"...What?" Hua Wumian glanced at the two of them, and gave them a questioning look.

Gu Jingmeng looked at Hua Wumian, took a step closer to him, and lowered his voice, "I was thinking, for every person who died in a different world, their original lifespan might be shared with those who survived in the same world. "

"It doesn't have to be to prolong life, but it may also be to strengthen those people's physical fitness, mental power, and various aspects."

"But it's all speculation, not confirmed." There was no special expression on Gu Jingmeng's face, as if he was chatting with them every day.

She said that the system didn't prompt her anything, so it can't prove that this idea must be correct, but it doesn't necessarily mean it's wrong.

But she can be sure that the system will not bring this matter to the surface.

After hearing Gu Jingmeng's words, Hua Wumian fell silent, and glanced complicatedly at the people around the long table.

"It's ironic." Hua Wumian twitched the corners of her mouth, but didn't say much.

Yeah, that's ironic.

Gu Jingmeng hooked his lips, and gave Huawu Luanqu Tongyi a look, signaling them to shut up.

They are back.

"The meal is here!"

As soon as the three of them looked away, Hu Zi's voice came to their ears, and he came over with a pot of chicken soup.

Jin Muhua walked behind Huzi, holding a tray with five bowls of white rice, chopsticks and several empty bowls.

Huzi put the pot on the round table, looked at them with a smile, and still had such apologies on his face, "Just now the village chief asked me to cook chicken soup for him, so we came back for a while."

As Huzi said, he quickly turned around and took the tray from Jin Muhua's hand, and put it on the round table, "I cooked another pot for us, with more ingredients than theirs, and it tastes better!"

Huzi picked up those empty bowls, filled them up one by one, and put them on the table, "The chicken soup just cooked is delicious! Try it!"

Gu Jingmeng looked at Jin Muhua with questioning eyes, and he shook his head slightly at her.

Meals are fine.

After Gu Jingmeng received the message from Jin Muhua, he picked up a bowl of white rice and smiled apologetically at Huzi, "I won't drink it, I don't like chicken soup very much."

"Ah?" Huzi was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head in frustration, "You don't like chicken soup."

Looking at Huzi's appearance, Gu Jingmeng confirmed a certain answer in his heart.

For the villagers, these chickens should all be normal, and there is no difference between problematic chickens and normal chickens.

"Well, I don't like her." Jin Muhua quickly took Huzi's words, glanced at him erratically, and then picked up a bowl of white rice.

(End of this chapter)