After I escaped, he went crazy [Quick Transmigration]

How long can a person live without drinking water or eating?

Song Qing originally thought that there was no water or food in this underground cave, so he should only be able to support it for three days.But in fact, since the so-called god of death left, he couldn't bear it in less than a day.

Depressed caves, terrifying stone statues, and uninhabited silence, these elements are constantly superimposed, and finally become a desperate lament.In the first two hours, he could pass the time by sitting in the corner under the stone statue with his mobile phone still half charged.

There is no signal here. Song Qing once called the emergency number, but they couldn't get through at all.This underground hole is like a vacuum world isolated from the world, and modern tools such as mobile phones are completely reduced to decorations.He usually plays online games, but now he is so bored that he can only browse the picture library on his phone.Even, in order to kill the boredom, Song Qing has already optimized the mobile phone and cleaned up the garbage——

Until, the mobile phone issued a final warning, a complete strike.

As a modern person, Song Qing is not a patient with severe cell phone dependence.On the contrary, because he joined a filming group or participated in a show, he can sometimes not touch his mobile phone at all for a day.

But there was no water, no food, no one, and he was forgotten here alone. When the phone was completely dark, a trace of panic flashed in Song Qing's heart.

In the end he forced himself to sleep. It was not easy to fall asleep in a highly nervous environment.He changed countless postures, and he didn't know how long it took. When the exhaustion finally hit, Song Qing closed his eyes little by little.

When I woke up again, the two candles on the candlestick were still burning.Such an unreasonable picture, at this moment, there is not a trace of disobedience.Just as he has been missing for so long, but no one can find him here.

The only thing Song Qing is lucky about is that she has the habit of wearing a watch.After the mobile phone completely became a brick, Vacheron Constantin on his right hand became his life-saving straw.

He spent about 18 hours in this underground hole.

Throat began to protest, dry, as if exhaled breath was burning.But compared to the lack of water and hunger, this silent space is more like a hood, shrouding him in the quagmire of despair, and he can't break free or escape.

When people are about to end their lives, they will start to recall the past.Song Qing leaned against the rough stone wall, faces could not help appearing in her mind.

In a daze, a handsome man and a woman were arguing, and their hideous and ugly features were twisted into a ball, and suddenly enlarged again.The next second, there was another kind face showing him a smile, and he was pointing at him...

"No..." Song Qing half-raised her eyelids and let out a weak whisper.Then he struggled to raise his eyes, and the only thing he could catch in his sight was the terrifying stone statue.

The eyes on the stone statue were looking at him, like... the dark god named Lou Jialuo.

Gritting his teeth, Song Qing struggled to stand up, because he maintained a sitting posture for a long time, and his feet jumped forward due to nerve paralysis——

Eat a mouthful of ashes.

However, the anger in his eyes was even hotter.

Looking around, Song Qing quickly found the "target".

……

The black figure descended silently.His eyes were fixed on the behavior of the beautiful young man in front of him, and his eyebrows frowned slightly.

"What are you doing?"

The cold, emotionless voice sounded without any warning.But this time Song Qing was not frightened, he even smiled at the person called "God".

A completely provocative smile.

"You are finally willing to come out." Song Qing was panting slightly while speaking.No way, he spent too much energy.

The eyes of the black god fell on the stone statue in front of him.I saw that the two eyes on the stone statue had been gouged to pieces, and the crime tool was naturally the sharp stone in the hand of the instigator next to him.

"It's pointless for you to do that," he said calmly.

Not only is it meaningless, this human being has already taken one step closer to death because of this excessive physical exertion.

Song Qing threw away the stone in her hand, it hit the rock wall and made a sound.The sound was reflected by the wall hole, and it seemed long and lengthy.

When he walked in front of the god, his head was already covered with a dense layer of sweat.From the perspective of survival, his current situation is quite bad, and profuse sweating will make his body even more depleted of water and electrolytes.

But Song Qing didn't seem to care.Panting, he stepped forward and grabbed the god's black collar. "It's meaningless, but I'm happy." This is extremely willful.

The black pupils of the gods reflected this pale, beautiful face with raging flames burning in the bottom of the eyes.But his gaze can penetrate the body and even the soul.

"Song Qing, look, you have already begun to fear."

Song Qing gritted her teeth and shouted hoarsely: "I'm not afraid! I just can't take advantage of you! If I die, I will hold you back!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and pinched the other party's neck covered under the black robe.

The god looked at him, even with compassion, and let him move.

Song Qing really tried to strangle the other party, but...it was useless.Seeing that there was no uncomfortable expression on that handsome face, his mind went blank for a moment, and then he let go of his hand dejectedly, and the whole person took several steps backwards until he hit the wall behind him.

The whole person slid limply and sat on the ground.

The black eyes stared at him, "I have seen you humans face death. Struggling, roaring, some people will drink their own urine and blood, some will kill and eat their companions, and even, I have seen Yi Zi and Food, father and son kill each other."

The black boots walked in front of him, and the god looked down at him from above, "Song Qing, which one will you be?"

Song Qing was already very tired.Every muscle in his body was clamoring for soreness. The action of pinching this guy just now seemed to have emptied his accumulated strength.

But he still looked up angrily and glared at the other party, "Oh, I can't be either!"

The right hand groped behind the back, and soon touched a familiar hard object.Evoking a weak but mocking smile, Song Qing stared at the gods with shining eyes, "Do you want to see me begging you for mercy miserably, or struggling to live without dignity. Do, dream!"

After that, he raised his right hand sharply.In his hand, he was actually holding the stone that had just broken the stone statue, and the sharp horn was aimed at the chest and stabbed suddenly——

The sharpest part of the stone pierced right into the left chest.Song Qing already felt the pain, but his hand couldn't go any further.

An invisible force controlled all his movements.

"you!"

Faint surprise flashed across the eyes of the gods, "Are you protesting with your life?"

Song Qing sneered feebly: "Yes. I am a person who always likes to confront people. To be honest, since you are the god of death, you should know that my illness can last for decades, or it can worsen at any time. "

"I used to think about how I would die in the future. Maybe I would lie in the ward and have tubes inserted all over my body. After a year and a half, I would just die in the hospital. But..."

He stared at the black figure in front of him with faint pleasure, "Isn't it better now? I can choose a more dignified way to die!"

The handsome face was slightly moved.I saw him frowning, the strength binding Song Qing disappeared immediately, and the stone fell from his hand.

"I see." A cold voice sounded.Afterwards, the black robe knelt down in front of Song Qing and looked at him at the same level.

Song Qing only saw his thin lips parted slightly, and asked, "Then, if you were asked to choose again now, do you want to live? Or do you want to die?"

Who wouldn't want to live?Song Qing was about to speak, but the other party interrupted him again.

"Death is your choice to end your life here with dignity. But life has a price to pay."

Song Qing was slightly taken aback, "What do you mean?"

The god stared at him, his voice calm and unwavering. "I made a bet with him. You were chosen by us. Now you are the one in the bet. Song Qing, in this bet, you have always been the one who chooses. Now, I can give you the choice of life or death .”

"Wait, him? What he?" Song Qing couldn't help but grab the other's wide sleeve.

Black eyes glanced at his hand, but he didn't move, letting him go.

"The content of the game, I can tell you after you have made your choice. Now, what I can tell you is that according to my agreement with Him, at the moment of final death, you have the last choice."

The handsome face was so close that Song Qing could even see that the skin on the other person's face was extremely smooth, without a single pore, and it was a face created by the heavens.

At this moment, Song Qing found that her heart twitched shamefully.

No matter how bad this god is, this face is one that people can't take their eyes off.Song Qing never thought of herself as a face control.However, watching from such a close distance, he could only hear the heart thumping in his chest, stirring for the beauty in front of him.

But the next sentence of the god made him stunned for an instant.

"If you choose to survive, you will gain eternal life."

Song Qing felt that there was a lack of oxygen in his brain for a moment, and he couldn't understand the words of the god, "You can't let me die? Do you want me to live forever?"

"Yes, eternal life means that you will not get sick, die, or grow old. You can live forever and coexist with this world."

Probably since meeting this dark god of death, any inconceivable thing has a rationality beyond imagination. Song Qing blinked, but did not question the authenticity of this sentence.

"You...you found out with your conscience, you want to make up for me?"

Otherwise, how can there be such a thing as a pie in the sky?

"Since you are in the game, there are rewards and punishments." His gaze was extremely complicated. "However, I want to remind you that if you choose eternal life, the price you have to pay will be eternal loneliness."

The cold voice echoed in the empty underground cave.

Song Qing's eyes narrowed slightly.He fell silent.

The gods were patient and gave him enough time to think.The two just looked at each other, and the god said: "Your choice is irreversible. If you choose to die, you will not be able to survive. Similarly, if you choose to live, you will have no chance to die in the future. You can think about it slowly. -"

"No need." Song Qing interrupted him.

He let go of his hand, and the whole person fell back on the stone wall behind him, completely relaxed. "You don't have to think about it at all."

Looking up at the lofty God in front of him, Song Qing pulled his hair, his voice had become hoarse and weak. "I can tell you right now what my options are."

The god stared at the human in front of him, and he seemed to see light from these beautiful eyes.

It is as dazzling as the stars hidden in the sky.

"I, Song Qing, would rather die."