Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

"So, you guys broke up?"

"Well, it's all Mad Dog's fault. His nose is too sensitive. He can smell your scent in many places, so he divided us into three groups to look for you." Qu Anran stuffed one dried fish after another into his mouth and lay comfortably on the spacious roof of Lao K's car.

"Then how do we contact them?" Zhang Chunliang handed him the bamboo tube and asked casually.

"I have sent grasshoppers to look for them. They will reach them in about a week." Qu Anran licked his lips with satisfaction.

"...a week? Are you kidding?" Zhang Chunliang asked in disbelief, "With a week, maybe we can all pass it."

"I'm not kidding. I really sent Grasshopper to find them, but before that, they will find us first." Qu Anran said nonchalantly, "You know, sometimes, some things are meaningless, but you still have to do them. Otherwise, won't others think you are useless?"

Zhang Chunliang was speechless for a moment. He took out half a compressed biscuit from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth viciously.

"Zhang Chunliang, let's elope." Qu Anran held a matcha-flavored compressed biscuit in his mouth, stood up straight, and said with a serious expression, "Don't let them find us, otherwise half of these things will be taken away..."

"Hey, are you here to mess things up?" The long-haired old man with no sense of presence kicked him in dissatisfaction, "Our Zhang Chunliang is already in a relationship."

"Who is this slow-reacting hairy monster?" Qu Anran seemed to have suddenly realized that there was another person here, so he asked politely.

Li Mufeng was so angry that he glared at him. He understood that Qu Anran was mocking him for not protecting Zhang Chunliang and letting him be successfully stolen away.

"Don't say that about him, his hair is just a little longer..." Zhang Chunliang didn't know whether to complain about Li Mufeng's "being taken" or to refute Qu Anran's "hairy monster". He just felt that the current situation was a hundred times more noisy than the world consciousness's nagging mutterings.

"Old K, where are we?" He simply changed the subject, leaning on the edge of the car to ask about the car under him.

"Liangliang, there's no need to look for me like this, it's very dangerous. In fact, I've always been by your side..." Old K stretched out a claw from the iron sheet, wrapped it around Zhang Chunliang's waist and dragged him steadily back to the center of the roof.

"Wow, cool." Qu Anran clapped his hands. "Zhang Chunliang, where did you make this...sweet-smelling friend of yours?"

"You're too presumptuous. I don't smell good at all." Even a good-tempered octopus like Lao K was somewhat dissatisfied with what Qu Anran said, "It's just that the weather is too hot today."

"Old K, your counterattack is not convincing at all." Zhang Chunliang touched Old K's sunburned octopus claws lovingly, but his heart became heavy.

They have stayed in this world for too long, and the temperature is rising day by day. If they continue like this, they will either be killed by the evil Buddha and the Game House, or they will be sunburned to death by the high temperature.

This morning the outdoor temperature soared to 45 degrees, and the interior of Lao K's car had not yet been decorated.

It is said that it is still digesting the power of the Thousand-Armed Evil Buddha's incarnation. In order to prevent any mistakes during the power confrontation, only a few people can temporarily rest on its head.

In order to prevent everyone from getting heatstroke, it also weaved a sunshade using materials picked up from the fleeing team.

"Hold on a bit, Liangliang." Old K rolled up his big palm-leaf fan again and fanned the group of people earnestly. "I'm already debugging the air-conditioning function. Once I completely digest that monster, you can rest in my body."

Before Zhang Chunliang could respond, Qu Anran cheered first. He hugged Lao K's big paw and shook it familiarly: "I have a feeling that we will become very good friends, Lao K."

"Really?" Old K's tone was very gentle, "I'm looking forward to it... But, can you please not lick my tentacles? It makes me feel insecure."

Li Mufeng dragged Qu Anran away from Lao K with a look of dissatisfaction.

He looked at Qu Anran, his nose not a nose and his eyes not eyes. Somehow, he felt a little sad in his heart, as if his good friend was being stolen away by someone.

Although he had only been with this tentacle monster for less than two days, he liked this good-tempered little RV for no reason.

"It's time for us to talk business." Zhang Chunliang took out bamboo tubes filled with water and placed four of them neatly in front of everyone.

His stock is running low and he will soon run out of water. They must find water as soon as possible, otherwise they will be in big trouble.

"Qu Anran, the player's skills and props are locked, why are you controlling the straw grasshopper? Also, what have you been doing during this period of time?" Zhang Chunliang took out a small notebook and asked seriously.

"Hmm." Qu Anran finally became serious and began to tell Zhang Chunliang what had happened during this period.

Just as Zhang Chunliang guessed, when he woke up he found himself in a group of people fleeing famine.

The situation in that refugee group was even worse than Zhang Chunliang's.

"We set out from Qianfeng City, and our destination was Shuangshi Village. But our route was terrible. We didn't encounter any human settlements along the way. All the land was barren, and there was no food that anyone could eat. Even grass roots were scarce."

When Zhang Chunliang heard this, he frowned slightly and glanced at Li Mufeng who was standing beside him with a confused look on his face.

Li Mufeng: “?”

He always felt that Zhang Chunliang looked at him in a strange way.

The team that Qu Anran was in had no food source at all. After eating up the little food they had stored, they began to dig the soil to look for grass roots, but under the influence of the high temperature, all the plants dried up and died.

The grass roots they found were not even enough to replenish the physical strength they had consumed, and many people starved to death. When they died, their stomachs were bulging with a pile of indigestible soil, rocks and grass roots.

In order to survive, they chose the most extreme and cruel way - cannibalism.

"Every day, they voted to select the ten slowest walkers to eat." Qu Anran said casually, "There were eight hundred people in the team, and the amount of flesh was not enough to share. Later, it became... twenty, thirty people a day."

"Damn... So Wang Huan is not a bad guy?" Li Mufeng felt horrified after hearing this.

Although the situation of their team was also very bad, at least they could see some green grass where they walked. As long as they worked hard and turned the soil every day, they could barely survive.

Even in the later stages when the order in the team got out of control and they started killing each other, they just wanted to use living people for sacrifice, and few people would eat the flesh of their own kind.

"I guess that 'Thousand-Armed Buddha' does not just refer to the appearance of the evil Buddha, but also implies its ability. It can divide itself into tens of thousands of clones, and each evil Buddha clone is relatively independent, with different personalities and preferences." Zhang Chunliang thought for a moment, and couldn't help but looked up at Li Mufeng.

"Except for my hair being a little dirty, I don't seem to have anything strange... Why do you always look at me like this?" Li Mufeng felt uncomfortable being stared at by him and couldn't help asking.

"It's okay." Zhang Chunliang shook his head, and said with emotion, "I just think that 'seeking fortune and avoiding disaster' is a really fucking terrifying ability."

It was precisely because Li Mufeng was able to "seek good fortune and avoid disaster" that he accidentally found the best-off team among all the fleeing teams.

——It is actually a great fortune to be able to fill your stomach with grass roots in this desperate and chaotic world without being forced to eat human flesh.

Not to mention, they also encountered an evil Buddha clone whose temperament was not too abnormal. This clone was quite law-abiding. In order to collect the faith of mankind, he also tried his best to curb the infighting among humans. Even when he wanted to run away in the end, he gave all humans a quick death.

Li Mufeng looked at Zhang Chunliang with a somewhat envious gaze, exuding an aura of confusion.

Qu Anran raised his head thoughtfully and looked at Li Mufeng carefully for the first time.

He was covered in beard, and it was impossible to tell his appearance and age. He looked sloppy and unkempt, with a nervous and confused look, and seemed to be completely out of state. The most interesting thing was that Qu Anran was clearly wary of him, but he subconsciously ignored his existence several times - including when he stole Zhang Chunliang just now, his attention was always on the car, and he didn't notice this guy at all.

"Who is he?" Qu Anran asked.

"A friend. I'll introduce him to you later." Zhang Chunliang waved his hand and asked, "What happened next?"

"After going through some things, I suddenly found that I had the ability to revive certain dead things. However, I couldn't create them out of thin air. I could only control things that had been 'alive' before."

For example, grass roots were once living plants, so Qu Anran was able to give them energy and let them use it for his own benefit.

"Don't worry, I didn't eat anyone." Qu Anran smiled evilly, "But I 'resurrected' those who were eaten."

Qu Anran knew very well that this group of people had gone bloodthirsty, and in a few days they would not use any civilized election methods to select human flesh.

Young, fresh, chewy and nutritious human flesh like Qu Anran is a delicacy they will not miss.

He must escape from here before then, or kill them.

So, late on a hot night, dozens of human bones that had been cleaned out quietly came back to life.

They quietly found their broken bones in the soil and patiently reassembled them.

Then he staggered into the crowd of people who were sleeping soundly and took out the minced human meat from their stomachs bit by bit.