Being a bug in a survival game

A prison worker stepped forward and confirmed that the fat man's breathing, heartbeat, pulse and other vital signs showed no signs of a living person. He turned his head and nodded to the other prison worker.

So, the two prison workers drove away Su Tingyu, who was still crying nearby, and one person stood aside, trying to carry him away.

One second.

Two seconds.

...Ten seconds later.

The two prison workers suppressed their blushes and didn't even make a move.

The scene was eerily quiet.

"Ahem, you two come here and help me." One of the prison workers who was dragging the body asked for help.

The remaining two prison workers also came over, and with four of them, they could barely lift the fat man.

The fat man, who was still aware of the outside world, almost wanted to scream. Four people pulled his two legs and two arms forcefully. Fortunately, he had a lot of fat, so the pain was not unbearable.

Because it was a "corpse", the prison workers didn't know how to control their strength at all, so it was pretty good if they could lift it up.

"Hey..." Su Tingyu wiped away the two tears that she squeezed out of her eyes, and watched the corpse leave with sad eyes.

Qin Qi watched Su Tingyu's performance quietly. After thinking about it, he stretched out his left arm and fished the person out.

When Su Tingyu's forehead touched Qin Qi's chest, she was slightly stunned. The back of her head was being held gently by someone's hands, and the touch coming from her forehead... Well, it wasn't too hard, it seemed to be elastic. ? ?

"Woooooooo..."

A few seconds later, the kitten's whining cry sounded intermittently from Qin Qi's chest.

But except for Qin Qi, no one noticed that Su Tingyu, who should have been sad, grinned widely at the corners of his mouth, suppressing a smile until his face turned red, while doing "woo woo woo" things. .

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Ding dong~

The elevator door on the second underground floor opened, and four prison workers struggled to carry a body.

Finally, four prison workers carried the body into a warehouse dedicated to morgues.

"Tired...so exhausted."

"How come such a fat slave wasn't torn to pieces by the adults' pets?"

"That's right, this slave is so lucky..."

"Let's go, let's go..."

The iron door closed, and the footsteps outside gradually faded away.

After almost half an hour, when there was no other movement from outside, the "corpse" that was thrown on the ground suddenly widened its eyes!

Tata's hands and legs, which were originally soft, became stiff. After a while, they finally returned to normal.

The fat man said "Ouch" and sat up. He felt that his body was hollowed out. He quickly took out the bread prepared in advance from the inventory and swallowed it in a few mouthfuls.

"This fake death drug also has the side effects of hunger?" The fat man muttered softly.

There were no lights on in the warehouse, so it was completely dark.

The fat man put his hands on the ground and just stood up and moved a few times when he suddenly realized that something seemed to have been stepped on under his feet.

The fat man took out a flashlight from his inventory and shined it on the floor——

A severed hand.

"Oh my god!!"

With a scream, the flashlight fell to the ground, and the light spread out and shone around the warehouse.

The floor of the warehouse seemed to have been graffitied randomly and harshly by children with red paint, layer by layer, with some scraps of skin, flesh and bones stuck to it.

The stinking smell of blood clearly told the fat man that this was not paint, but blood.

In addition to blood, there were also many corpses piled up in the warehouse, including slaves with collars and beasts with collars.

Although he had been mentally prepared for it, the fat man still expressed his inability to accept it.

He tremblingly picked up the flashlight and moved around slowly.

At five o'clock in the afternoon on the 8th, I finally got home. I was motion sick and had a headache. After taking a shower and eating, I barely checked in for today's two updates. I had to go to bed and wake up to do it again! !

Let me tell you something, it is expected to be on the shelves this month, and the explosion you are looking forward to is more likely to come. If any little cutie has a monthly ticket, come to Kangkang Children~vote~

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