Non-Human Seeking Re-employment

Zhou Wenyan bypassed the four tents and walked towards the direction of the campfire. Shen Dongqing stepped on his footprints and followed carefully.

The bonfire that had obviously been extinguished burned again.

The flames jumped and reflected on the face of the twisted braid in a coma, which looked a little creepy.

I don't know who lit the fire, but the purpose was definitely not to keep the braids warm.

Zhou Wenyan stopped, and Shen Dongqing bumped into him unexpectedly. He simply lay on Zhou Wenyan's back, looked over his arm and looked at the place where the braid was.

The two waited for a while, and heard the sound of snow being trampled in the darkness.

The NPCs, like ghosts, came to Twister's side and surrounded her.

Under the firelight, Lisa, Borg, and Leo looked different from their energetic state during the day. Their cheeks were sunken, and their lips were pale and cracked, as if they had been hungry for a long time.

Twisted Braid knew nothing, lying on his back in the snow, as if he was still having a sweet dream.

Lisa bent down, her voice hoarse: "Soup... what a good soup..."

Borg grabbed the braided arm and licked his lips: "You can barbecue here."

Leo raised his legs: "I'm hungry, how about you?"

The other two NPCs nodded in unison, pulled their braids together, and walked out slowly.

They seemed to have little strength, and they walked crookedly, making the shadows on the snow distorted, like starved ghosts with thin limbs and protruding belly.

Zhou Wenyan: "Follow and have a look."

The NPC walking in front didn't know that there were two people following behind.

They were humming songs in their braids, an unnatural blush appeared on their pale cheeks, and their eyes were full of fanaticism.

Hungry, very hungry...

But it doesn't matter, there will be food soon.

boom--

The NPCs finally stopped. There was no moonlight here, and it was gray. They threw the braids on the ground, but even so, the braids still didn't wake up.

Lisa looked around nervously: "Fire, fire..."

Following her murmur, a cluster of flames burst out suddenly, and a fire pile appeared out of nowhere beside it, with a small pot hanging on it, which was exactly the soup pot that Lisa used to cook soup before.

At the sight of the soup pot, Lisa giggled, showing her blood-brown teeth.

Leo complained: "Lisa, your cooking skills are really unflattering, you don't even know how to handle food."

Borg bent down and was about to pull the braided clothes: "Hurry up and deal with it, you can have a delicious meal when you're done."

They didn't see braids as a person at all, but as a thing.

No one disputed the "cannibalism".

Borg had been hungry for too long, his hands and feet were weak, and with his head down, he struggled to peel off a button on his braided body, and he didn't even take off his clothes after half a day.

"Leo, Lisa, hurry up and help, you two..." Borg raised his head cursingly, but he didn't see the other two companions.

Borg, who was dizzy from hunger, was unresponsive: "W-Where are people?"

Then Borg felt a tap on his shoulder.

Borg turned his head, saw no one, got punched directly, and fell to the ground.

Shen Dongqing wiped her hands on the ground in disgust, and muttered, "Why are you so impatient?"

Not a single one can hit.

Zhou Wenyan walked to the soup pot, opened the lid, and an indescribable smell wafted out.

The soup in the pot is boiling, and human fingers and strands of hair can be seen during the tumbling.

He put the lid back on the pot again, took out a burning stick, and walked around to have a look.

Here is where the crash happened.

Half of the cabin was still lying on the snow, covered by a layer of snow.

Why do you have to come here to cook soup?

Zhou Wenyan turned around with the torch, and suddenly found that there was something wrong with the snow accumulation. He raised his foot and kicked it, and a bone rolled out of it, and there seemed to be more buried underneath.

He simply squatted down and put down the torch.

A pile of bones was hidden under a thin layer of snow.

Judging from the color and texture of the bones, they are relatively fresh, but there is no trace of flesh and blood on them, and they are clean, just like specimens.

Zhou Wenyan moved a part, and found that the lower part had been frozen tightly.

Across a layer of translucent ice, layers of bones can be seen. There may be players or NPCs inside, no matter you or me, they are all frozen here.

Zhou Wenyan looked back at the steaming soup pot.

It seems that this is where NPCs store their kitchen waste.

The players were woken up by the cold wind. When they woke up, they found that the zipper of the tent was unzipped, and the NPC in the same tent was gone. At first, they didn't think about anything. Discover the importance of things.

The businessman walked quickly to the edge of the fire, did not dare to sit down, kept a certain distance, and asked cautiously: "What happened?"

Shen Dongqing turned over the fire with a wooden stick, thought for a while and said, "We prevented a crime that was about to start."

merchant:"?"

Shen Dongqing: "For example, human flesh BBQ."

The businessman's eyes moved to the twisted braid lying unconscious on the ground, and then looked at the three skinny NPCs, no matter how stupid they were, they could understand what was going on.

"Grass!" The businessman scolded, "These three NPCs want to eat us?"

After the voice fell, there was a frightened cry from the tent area.

The doctor was the last one to wake up because he lost a lot of blood last night and was in a daze.His face was as pale as a sheet of paper, as if his energy had been taken away, he walked out of the tent in a daze, with only one word in his mind - hungry.

"I'm so hungry," the doctor murmured.

His cheeks were sunken, and his face was full of ashes, and his mouth turned over and over again: "Hungry, I'm so hungry..."

But the NPCs who can cook soup are tightly bound, and there is no food to satisfy their hunger.

The doctor stiffened his neck and looked around, and suddenly smelled a bloody smell. He rolled his eyes and landed on the gauze-wrapped neck.

The net red girl ran into the doctor in a trance when she left the tent. Before she had time to say hello, she saw the doctor pull off the gauze around her neck and forcefully tore open the wound that was about to scab.

"what--"

The internet celebrity stayed there, subconsciously reaching out her hand to cover her mouth.

In this case, she had no time to do anything but just watch.

Fortunately, the doctor was subdued by other people who came after hearing the news, so that the tragedy of me eating myself would not happen.

The businessman wiped off his sweat, glanced at the tied up doctor who was still writhing, and said with a mournful face, "What the hell is going on here?"

He didn't want to become a starving ghost too.

Shen Dongqing let out a "huh" and said, "Ask the NPC."

The businessman asked suspiciously: "Is it possible?"

Shen Dongqing said: "Didn't they cook soup for us? People are very nice, just ask."

It’s okay not to mention the soup, but now that I think about it, the businessman couldn’t help but say, “But that soup might be made of human flesh…”

Fortunately, the taste is rather strange, otherwise he would drink it all.

Shen Dongqing blinked her eyes: "Is there any relationship between the two?"

It doesn't seem to matter.

The businessman was almost convinced, but when he saw the comatose braids and the mad doctor, he immediately reacted and laughed dryly: "How about you?"

At this moment, the NPCs slowly woke up.

They were a little dazed, as if they didn't quite understand why they were tied up.

Lisa panicked, "What are you going to do?"

Leo said with a sullen face, "Let us go!"

Borg was the calmest among them, with a sarcasm on the corner of his mouth: "Since we can eat others, others can eat us too."

Leo suddenly became angry: "What kind of virgin are you pretending to be? It's as if you haven't eaten, you are the first to do it!"

Lisa burst into tears: "I don't want to die, I don't want to be eaten..."

Shen Dongqing interrupted them: "Wait..." He raised his hand, "Who wants to eat you?"

The three NPCs looked over in unison.

Shen Dongqing pointed to himself, and after getting a unified nod, he said with disgust: "Who wants to eat you, it doesn't look delicious at all!"

These three NPCs combined can't even compare to a small biscuit, and he still thinks his teeth are gritty.

Borg laughed strangely: "When there is nothing left, you have to eat if you don't."

The businessman felt a pang of hunger, but it was okay if he was too hungry. He pressed his stomach and looked at the others: "Aren't you hungry?"

Shen Dongqing licked the corner of her lips: "It's okay."

Before leaving the tent, he had just had a good meal, which relieved his hunger a little.

Zhou Wenyan propped his chin with one hand, and tapped the corners of his lips with his fingers, as if he was thinking about something, and did not answer the businessman's question.

The businessman said to himself: "If we start from today's dinner time, we will vote for one person a day, and a blind cat will always run into a dead mouse."

Zhou Wenyan raised his eyelids and said flatly, "Not enough."

Businessman: "What's not enough?"

Zhou Wenyan said, "Time."

The businessman subconsciously said: "Isn't there fifteen days? This is only the third day, and there are still so many days..."

"Day three?"

Lisa's expression was a little distorted: "The third day hahaha..."

The businessman frightened: "Isn't it the third day?"

Lisa broke down and shouted: "If it's the third day, is it necessary for us to eat people?"

The plane crashed on the snow mountain.

On the first day, because there was no signal on the top of the snow-capped mountain, the flight attendants took the satellite phone and went out to find a place with a signal to send a distress message. The survivors were full of hope.

The next day, the survivors found that there was not much food left, so they planned to consolidate the food and plan carefully, hoping to wait until the arrival of the rescue team.

On the third day, a quarrel broke out among the ranks of survivors. Some people felt that food should be reserved for those who were more likely to survive, and the injured should be abandoned.

……

On the sixth day, all food was consumed.

On the tenth day, they set their sights on their dying companions.

No.12 days, in hunger and cold, they started.

Lisa giggled: "The day you showed up was No. 12, and it has always been No. 12."

Borg and Leo lowered their heads and did not speak.

After attacking their companions, they were trapped in No.12 for [-] days.

No rescue team, no change, always haunted by hunger, neither live nor die.

The three of them began to cycle, from crashing, arguing, robbing food, being forced to fight against the same kind... forever stop at No. 12 days.

Then, when even the same kind is exhausted, a group of people will appear inexplicably, and they think this is an illusion produced by staying in the snow for a long time.

Since it's a hallucination, it doesn't matter, it's fake anyway, and it doesn't matter if you eat it.

So the first [-] days, the second [-] days... One after another, the bones were buried under the snow, and the higher the base, the higher.

The businessman was so frightened that his skin crawled: "Then who did you eat?"

That person must be the deceased.

The three NPCs froze for a moment, showing a dazed look.

Lisa spoke first: "I and Leo killed Borg."

Borg said: "You remember wrongly, you and I killed Leo."

Leo retorted: "Obviously you and I killed Lisa, I still remember that the stewed meat was full of fat, and my mouth was full of oil..."

As he spoke, he couldn't help drooling.

The scene of the first dinner time was repeated, and the three of them identified each other, forming a closed loop.

So the question is, who killed whom?

"Obviously I killed you."

"We are the ones who killed you!"

"The one who died was Lisa!"

The three NPCs are arguing endlessly.

Shen Dongqing interrupted them directly: "Shut up!"

Maybe they still remembered the fear of being knocked out before, and they shut their mouths immediately after being shouted like this, and didn't speak again.

The internet celebrity girl showed joy on her face: "You figured it out?"

Shen Dongqing said decisively: "No." He changed the subject, "But... I seem to have heard something?"

Zhou Wenyan lowered his head, a small stone lying at his feet trembled constantly.

Shen Dongqing looked around and pointed not far away: "So it's there!"

The others looked in the direction he pointed.

There is a long snow line above the blue sky. It may be because of looking at it for too long that the visual illusion has occurred. It seems that the snow line is getting closer and closer, just like the waves of the sea, and it is suddenly photographed.

The businessman raised his voice, and his voice became distorted because of fear: "It's not an illusion!"

There is an avalanche.

The plane crashed on the first day, the food ran out on the sixth day, the No. 12 day ate his companions, and the No. 15 day... an avalanche.

The game said: "...if you help each other, you will be able to survive fifteen days and wait for the rescue team."

But before the players could help each other, the NPCs slaughtered each other first.

The players thought there were fifteen days.

Unexpectedly, their third day plus the NPC's twelve days would be fifteen days!

Zhou Wenyan's first reaction was to pull Shen Dongqing over to find a place where he could escape the avalanche.

But it was too late.

In an instant, snow waves swept in, the ice and snow were biting, and even more fatal.

Zhou Wenyan turned over and threw Shen Dongqing to the ground, behind him was the white snow rising high like waves.

No matter what kind of ghosts and monsters they are, they cannot compare with the power of nature.

Let alone people.

Shen Dongqing reached Zhou Wenyan's chest: "Your heart beats faster."

Zhou Wenyan hugged Shen Dongqing tightly with both arms, and said in a low voice, "It's fine."

The game will not kill the player so simply and rudely, otherwise there will be no ghosts, and an earthquake and flood will come directly, no matter who it is, it will be finished.

Where there is no hope, there must be life.

Shen Dongqing wasn't particularly scared, he said, "It's okay, I have experience in becoming a ghost..."

Before he finished speaking, the ice and snow, which had been gathering momentum for a long time, slammed down, drowning out all voices.

After the avalanche, the world returned to a vast expanse of whiteness.

Shen Dongqing's fingers twitched, and she suddenly woke up from the dream.

Zhou Wenyan opened his eyes and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Shen Dongqing touched her arm and said, "I'm a little cold."

Zhou Wenyan touched his palm, and it was really cold: "Maybe the air conditioner is too low." He stood up, opened the small suitcase, and took out a coat.

Shen Dongqing put on his coat, when his fingers suddenly touched something icy cold, he looked down, and saw a piece of crystal clear snowflakes landed on his fingertips, before he could show Zhou Wenyan, the snowflakes melted into drops of water .

He stared at it for a while, and the drops of water slipped from his fingers and disappeared without a trace.

Zhou Wenyan stood beside him and asked, "Would you like some snacks?"

Shen Dongqing came back to her senses and said, "I want chocolate."

Zhou Wenyan rummaged around, but couldn't find it in the suitcase, so he took a bucket of potato chips and handed it over.

"Maybe I didn't bring it."

Shen Dongqing tilted her head: "I brought it."

No matter what he forgets, he will never forget the snacks

At this moment, the gentle voice of the flight attendant sounded on the radio.

"Next, the plane will pass through snow-capped mountains, and there will be some turbulence. Passengers are requested not to panic."

Zhou Wenyan closed the suitcase and said, "I'll look for it after I get off the plane."