Those fleeing psychics attracted the cassock and pounced on them, so they were able to escape by chance, but they were already exhausted from hunger.

They unwrapped the biscuits and began to devour them.

The live broadcast room is full of question marks.

【？ ？ ？ ？ 】

[Bug? Why is there such a thing here? ? ?]

[Reliable news, the country of corruption has used a cursed object. This should be the effect of the cursed object of the country of corruption.]

[What is this? Exposing the inside story?]

Jiang Ji and Yin Zhuyue looked towards a certain place and saw a bag of supplies falling from the sky and landing somewhere in the jungle.

The program team is secretly interfering in the competition.

**Naked dark side.

However, it is normal for there to be shady dealings in this industry. As long as the proportion of the shady dealings does not exceed the regulations of the rules, they can only be regarded as industry insider information.

"It seems someone can't hold it back anymore." Jiang Ji curled his lips.

Huaxia is the focus of Xincun TV City, and using any props in the show may attract more attention from them. Just in case, Huaxia did not provide any props to help its own superpowers.

Jiang Ji and his companion used the simplest method, trying to invade without leaving a trace. They thought it would take several rounds before they could find an opportunity to open a channel to "Xincun TV City", but they didn't expect that they could not hold back so soon.

The materials put out need to be recycled, and when the employees of Xincun TV City come in to recycle, they can follow in.

She praised: "You are damn lucky."

"I don't know." Yin Zhuyue shrugged, her pink hair like the only peach blossom blooming in the snow, "Maybe it's just your luck."

They praised each other tit for tat and neither gave in.

Jiang Ji has already posted the corresponding news on the internal page of the Night Watchman Forum. Everything is ready, except for one more update.

Let her accumulate some more popularity.

I hope the cartoonist will not disappoint her.

*

Ajin and the others had wounds on the back of their hands, and they covered the wounds with cloth strips using soil and juice from crushed plants, but the smell could not be completely eliminated.

As I walked, I felt a burning pain on the back of my hands.

As he was walking, Ajin suddenly kicked something. He bent down and started digging, and unexpectedly picked up an old sickle.

"Huh?" Everyone showed a surprised expression.

"Why is there a sickle here?"

Ajin picked up the sickle. Ordinary tools could not cause much damage to Jiashaxuan. However, the danger they faced might not come from Jiashaxuan, but might also come from people with special powers from other countries.

According to his memory, Ajin dug out several animal traps buried under the soft snow, opened them carefully, and distributed them to everyone.

When they found a suitable shelter, they would place traps nearby to remind them that the robe was hanging.

With a click.

"ah!"

Another wood-type mutant, Wu Chang, stepped on a trap. He just saw something in the snow next to him, so he took two steps over to check, but he didn't expect there was also a trap hidden there.

Everyone's heart skipped a beat and they gathered around quickly.

Fortunately, the clothes were relatively thick, and he was also lucky, as he stepped on a trap for hunting small animals, which did not penetrate the cloth. However, the force that closed it was quite strong, and his face turned pale.

Wen Nuan squatted down and pressed his leg, "There are no broken bones." She helped him sit down slowly and adjusted his position.

The others went to find a few stones, embedded them in the gaps around the trap, and then worked together to pull Wu Chang's foot out.

Ah Jin remembered that there was no animal trap at that place. He looked at the trap and then at Wu Chang, "Can we still go?"

Wu Chang nodded, still feeling a lingering fear. This time it was a small rabbit trap, next time it might be a deep pit for catching bears.

At the place where Wu Chang was trapped, everyone found a shovel with half of the handle sticking out on the snow. It looked like someone had left it there in a hurry.

The wind was freezing, and the rustling of snow along the way was accompanied by the growling of my stomach.

"Hold on a little longer."

It should be here soon.

Several people encountered a broken corpse on the road near the foot of the mountain. Ajin went up and borrowed some blood from the ceramic bowl. The blood with ice chips gradually dropped in the bowl until it was completely absorbed.

A bowl of cold, wet corn appeared in the bowl.

Today's rations are ready.

Before it got completely dark, they found the villagers' huts and learned from them that the cassock had been hanging here and causing chaos for half a month, and they were the only ones left in the nearby village.

The villager NPC still handed them a few salted fish, and changed his tone: "It's getting dark, you can go down from the west.

There are vacant houses there where we can take shelter.”

As he was about to close the door, Ah Jin immediately handed over the branches and bark in his hand. "It's cold at night and it might be windy. The fuel will run out easily. These are some branches we picked up. Please don't mind."

He just relied on his eyesight to get close to these villagers.

[…Such a familiar scene.]

[Oh my god, you're using the same old trick again, huh? ]

[Chinese etiquette: never visit someone empty-handed.]

The villagers looked obviously a little surprised. Since the beginning of the day, there had been waves of outsiders knocking on the door, but this was the first time they had received any feedback from outsiders.

But it was only for a moment, and then he turned his head expressionlessly, "No, you should leave quickly. The weather is too cold, and it should snow tonight. If you delay any longer, your nose will be frozen off."

With a bang, the door closed in front of me.

Huh, Ajin was slightly surprised. It doesn’t work?

But the purpose was achieved. The monks here were indeed more brutal than in the story, which might be a transformation that killed more people.

Ajin stopped hesitating and bent down to smell the salted fish. If the smell was too strong, he definitely couldn't take it, but there wasn't much smell.

The islanders have a pretty bland taste for food.

Others asked, "Go west?"

Ajin shook his head: "No, let's go to the other side."

To the west is the village where the villagers used to live. They temporarily moved to the shelter here after being attacked by a brown bear.

They went to the old sites of the Ainu people.