"Come, come, let everyone comment."

Fan Chunhua put one hand on her hips and pointed to the neighbor outside the door with the other, saying loudly:

"All the food stored in our family is rotten, but your family is still intact. I want to learn from it, but you still resist."

The neighbors nearby were also talking about it.

"It's indeed a bit excessive."

"Now the food is spoiled for some reason. Your family has a way to keep the food from spoiling and still have meat to eat. How can you be selfish and only think about yourself?"

"Yes! You have to live in the village in the future. This is not acceptable."

Seeing that the villagers are all on his side.

Li Qingshan took the opportunity to ask: "Where did you get this meat? Why don't we know where there is meat?"

"You won't..."

Before they finished speaking, Fan Chunhua and her son began to vomit, and a sour smell filled the air.

"What a sin! Is this something humans do?"

"No, no, everyone misunderstood. What we ate was our dog."

Zhang Tong and his wife also panicked, hurriedly explained, and turned around to go to the backyard. She closed the door from the front room to the backyard, got into the kitchen, and walked back quickly with a dog skin.

"Look, everyone, it's our dog. As everyone knows, we have two dogs at home, but the child was hungry, so he killed one."

Seeing the yellow dog skin, everyone's expressions became calmer.

Fan Chunhua and her son felt so distressed when they looked at the meat they had spit out!

"I said Zhang Tong, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

“You’re trying to torment us on purpose, right?”

Zhang Tong hurriedly apologized in various ways and served everyone a bowl of dog meat soup.

Everyone had to eat, and Zhang Tong’s family had their own dogs to eat, so they had nothing to say and dispersed one by one.

As they were leaving, everyone was murmuring whether they should also hunt two dogs to eat.

Originally there were chickens, ducks, and poultry in the village.

At that time, the food was not seriously moldy, so everyone was reluctant to throw it away, so they fed it to chickens and ducks. As a result, all the chickens and ducks in the village died within two days.

After everyone left and put the child to sleep, Zhang Tong and his wife secretly went to the low shed in the backyard where the dog was kept.

"Some people have begun to doubt us. These things cannot be kept and must be dealt with quickly."

Zhang Tong whispered.

"But if we don't give the dog food, what will we eat in the future? There will be no food at home."

Zhang Tong’s wife was very worried.

"Don't worry, there are a lot of these things. As long as we are careful, no one will find them."

In the darkness in the distance, Bai Xi was silent watching this scene, and for a moment he didn't know how to comment.

This family lives in order to survive, and also for the conscience in their hearts.

Doing self-deception.

"This is not the worst. The town is densely populated and the situation will be worse."

Feiyun said calmly, turned around and went back to the house.

Bai Xi stared at the couple blankly for a while, then sighed softly, turned around and disappeared into the darkness.

However, she did not follow Feiyun back to the small building and left at night.

After all, Feiyun is a high-level player, and Bai Xi doesn't trust him.

Now that the survival rate has dropped to 70%, there will be no small movement in the future. You can't go back to the town, the population there is too dense, and there will be a lot of players gathering.

So, Bai Xi randomly found an empty house on the roadside and settled down temporarily.

On the seventh day of the game, the survival rate is 65%.

After waking up in the morning, Bai Xi began to walk around the house, surveying the surrounding terrain and house layout.

This house has been searched and it is dilapidated and messy. As long as she hides it carefully, no one will know that she is hiding here.

Last night, there was a fire in the town.

There were occasional smashing sounds near the small building where she lived temporarily, but they were not as violent as in the town.

On the road in front of the house, there were several corpses with varying degrees of moldiness lying on them. Several wild dogs were biting and gnawing at the corpses crazily.

Bai Xi hid behind the window on the second floor and noticed with sharp eyes that these wild dogs also seemed to have signs of mildew.

The hair on the back of their heads has almost fallen out, and their skin is gray. Where mold grows locally, the mold is alive and swaying gently.

With a whoosh, the sharp object came through the air and pierced into the body of the wild dog.

A middle-aged man with a simple bow and arrow in his hand came over, picked up the wild dog, and looked around with cold eyes.

There are also gray-black molds on the men's arms that look like living things.

Bai Xi frowned, feeling bad that this round of the game might not be that simple.

Except for sneaking out to check the terrain in the morning, Bai Xi stayed in the house all day.

Because of the decrease in food, more people came out of the town, and some even brought their families with them.

There were a lot more corpses on the street, but more of them were dragged away. She even found a few people suspected of being players who also joined the dragging of corpses.

At this moment, Bai Xi was once again grateful that she had space.

In the early stage, she stored enough supplies for her to eat until the end of the game.

On the eighth day of the game, at 7:30 pm, the survival rate is 40%.

Bai Xi still leaned against the wall near the window, paying attention to what was going on outside.

No one has found her in the past two days. People passing by searching for supplies saw that the house was in a mess and knew that it had been searched.

Most of them didn't come in, and many people just walked around downstairs. Occasionally, people went upstairs. Bai Xi ducked to the top floor platform and hid there.

There were quite a few players passing by outside in the past two days, at least thirty or forty of them, and many of them formed small groups.

Most of the other Aboriginal survivors also formed groups.

The occasional lone people who were discovered were also dragged back by these people.

Since yesterday, the mildew has accelerated.

Ten minutes after the creature dies, mold will begin; half an hour later, large patches of mold will appear; one to two hours later, the body will be completely covered by mold.

After half a day, the body will turn into a pile of bones.

The sound of tires grinding could be heard outside the window, and a convoy of three vehicles patrolled the road, looking for possible living creatures.

"I said, didn't we search this road yesterday? Why are we back again?"

"Search again, what if I miss something?"

"Is there any sealed food now? I haven't had enough to eat since the day before yesterday."

"I hope so! Otherwise, we will have to eat dog meat."

"Fuck, I won't eat that stuff. I'll eat the dog meat from the corpse. I'm so disgusted."

Several people are talking,

A scrawny old man walked over slowly on the side of the road.

"Can you give me something to eat?"

The old man looked numb, and while walking with a staggering step, he reached out to several people in the car to ask for it.

The leading car suddenly stalled and stopped, and the team members were a little dissatisfied.

"Wei Kangqi, why did you stop the car?"

"Well-off people, don't waste your time on an old man, he will die sooner or later."

"Just having fun! I can't find anything to eat anyway."

Wei Kangqi opened the car door and got out, and the old man also approached the motorcade.
Chapter completed!