Chapter 302 Feeding and Food 28

Everyone returned to the kitchen. Fu Anan followed behind to confirm her guess, then quietly parted ways with them.

Among these people, only Xiao Ai is barely acceptable.

There are too many unfamiliar people, and forming a team only increases the risk.

After being tricked twice, Fu Anan decided it would be better to work alone.

Get away from them.

Fu Anan passed through the ventilation hole and took a look at the scene below.

This is a banquet hall.

The view below is wide and the above is well connected.

Fu Anan decided to take a short rest here and replenish some energy.

The wounds on her arms had begun to scab over, but her clothes, after being flooded, passed through the sewer, and used as ventilation duct rags, had lost their original color.

I couldn't even find a piece of clean clothes to bandage the wound.

Fu Anan looked at the curtains below...

Embu would never have imagined that a sneaky little mouse had sneaked into the luxurious hall.

The curtain on the left was pulled by Fu Anan.

A small part was used to make straps, and the rest was used to make a... nest for myself?

Fu Anan looked at the messy floor and decided not to set too high a standard for the time being.

I stayed here for four days.

Fu Anan felt that she had found a good feng shui location. If nothing unexpected happened, perhaps she could stay here until the end of the game?

It is good to have spatial ability.

It is simply Voldemort's best gaming companion.

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On another map in the game.

The people above don’t have as much leisure as Fu Anan.

It's the twenty-seventh day of the game.

In the past seven days, the number of people arrested has been increasing every day.

The humans living here are in a state of neurasthenia, anxiety, fear, and inexplicable gluttony.

In just a few days, they gained four or five kilograms at best, and almost ten kilograms at worst.

This makes them inexplicably anxious about being raised as meat pigs.

A new day has come. Looking at the long queue, some people even want to give up fighting for the front row.

Being captured doesn't necessarily mean you'll die immediately.

Right, right?

Many people thought with fear.

Having never seen the dead with their own eyes, they naively keep a little fantasy in their minds.

Until this time the robotic arm landed.

Not just the dozens or hundreds at the end, but all of them!

The mechanical arm suddenly retracted its sluggish arm, and the catching iron frame turned into a sharp weapon with barbs.

Have you ever seen a farm where ducks are processed?

Those machines will hang the ducks upside down one by one, then cut their necks, and the blood will flow down the long necks to be made into blood soup.

Then the sharp long hook will pierce through the duck's severed neck, pass through its mouth, and hang it up.

After being stripped of their feathers and gutted, they are placed one by one on moving tracks and taken to the place where they are processed.

The only ones who didn't escape at this time were the ducks.

Fat "ducks" are hanging in the air, and the fish that have escaped the net are fleeing everywhere.

Obviously, they didn't expect that on the 27th day of the game, these machines would actually kill humans right here.

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Inside the Gothic spire castle,

With two dull thuds, two tall and strong Embu fell to the ground at the same time.

Red and blue blood mixed and intertwined in the empty room.

The alarm sounded, and a large number of manipulators and nearby Embu gave chase.

The Embu who arrived a step late saw the corpses on the ground and let out a shrill and angry cry.

Killing Embu's food is unforgivable!