Chapter 169: The Invisible Curse Soul Disappears, the Metaphysical Master Survives in the End of the World
The family of four didn't get any food and left angrily.
Wu Peipei pulled her two sons, turned around and stared at Meng Fuling with vicious eyes.
Over the next two days, the atmosphere in the entire villa became tense.
Meng Fuling had very little bread and instant noodles left, and most of them were distributed to others.
The power outage was even more depressing. Dozens of people were in the living room but it was unusually quiet.
It's bearable without electricity, but without food, you'll panic.
Wu Peipei's family of four were so hungry that they could not walk. They sat in the living room with pale faces and unable to speak.
Because of the food shortage, several people wanted to open the door and go out to find food several times.
As a result, as soon as he opened the door, he saw a dark mass of evil spirits coming towards him, and he was so scared that he quickly closed the door.
Meng Fuling came down from upstairs with the last two sausages. When they saw her coming, everyone looked at her with stars in their eyes.
They all stared at the food in her hand like hungry wolves, almost rushing over to snatch it away.
"This is for Tangtang and Lulu." She gave the last of the food to the two children.
It doesn’t matter for adults, but the children are so young that they can’t go hungry. Tangtang and Lulu took the last sausages and said, “Thank you!”
"I want to eat, I want to eat!" At this time, Tuantuan and Yuanyuan on the side suddenly opened their eyes wide when they saw the food.
Having been hungry for two days, they rushed over and snatched the sausages from Tangtang and Lulu's hands.
He started to bite it without even having time to peel off the skin, just like a hungry wolf that had not eaten.
"Wow, wow, wow!" Lulu was so scared that she burst into tears: "That's my sausage!"
When people are hungry, they don't care about etiquette, morality, or shame at all.
What’s more, they were twin children. They were eating while looking around, afraid that their food would be snatched away by others.
[Oh my god, this is too much! Is that for you? You're actually stealing other people's food.]
[They're almost starving to death, so why are they still caring about anyone else? This family of four has been accustomed to having no manners.]
[This is so tragic! Seeing everyone without food is so heartbreaking. I'm willing to donate a year's supply of milk tea.]
[If I didn't get eaten by the ghosts outside, I would have starved to death. How can I donate food?]
I never thought I'd be starving in peacetime. I raised funds online for the program, but even with the donations, I couldn't buy food.
Fans in the live broadcast room all expressed their desire to donate food, and everyone’s sympathy could be felt through the screen.
The director never dreamed that his children's variety show would not only turn into a wilderness survival game, but also a hell-level dungeon.
Seeing that dozens of people were about to starve to death, everyone started to make a decision.
"Rather than starve to death, it's better to rush out. What if I can get some food? I'd rather die well-fed."
"Are you crazy? There are not only ghosts outside, but also a typhoon. Where are you going to find food?"
"Everywhere is closed. Are you going to go fishing in the sea?"
Everyone started discussing the food issue, and Meng Fuling looked at the wind outside.
"We really don't have enough food right now. I'm planning to go out with Eighteen!"
"What?" Director Wang Qing looked at her in astonishment. "Are you really going out to find food?"
"Yes, we can't just sit there and wait for death!" Sun Teng also said, "I'm willing to go with you!"
"I'm going too!" Fang Bowen immediately raised his hand: "I can't let my wife and daughter go hungry."
Several young and strong staff members also expressed their desire to go together, as no one wanted to continue starving to death.
Only Jincheng was left looking at the people present, with a hint of embarrassment on his hesitant face.
"I, I'd better forget it. There's a woman and a child left in this room. I have to protect them in the villa."
"Tsk!" Fang Bowen rolled his eyes fiercely. "If you're afraid of death, just say so. You're such a loser."
"Who are you calling a loser?" Jin Cheng was so angry that his face turned blue. He wanted to attack but he was too hungry to raise his fist.
"That's you!" Fang Bowen taunted, "You're so ungrateful and narrow-minded! We all heard you insulting the Master."
"People like you, even if we find food, we won't share it with you!"
"You, who are you scolding?" Wu Peipei was so angry that she started scolding without thinking.
"Don't think I don't know. You all want to be this charlatan's lackeys, and you're willing to sacrifice your dignity just for a bite of food."
"We are lackeys? Then what are you? White-eyed wolves?"
Seeing that both sides were about to start fighting, several children were frightened and started crying.
"Stop fighting!" The director and several staff members quickly stepped forward to separate them, and the scene was in chaos.
As expected, when faced with a situation that threatens one's life and interests, human nature is to seek profit and avoid harm and be selfish.
"Stop fighting!" Meng Fuling glanced at the sky: "It's twelve o'clock noon now."
"If it's any later, I'm afraid there will be no chance to get out. Even Eighteen and I can't deal with more than four hundred ghosts at once."
In order to have food to eat today, we can only unite and solve the urgent problem.
I packed my backpack and took with me various talismans and magical instruments.
Eighteen held the big rooster Xiaoman in his arms and also prepared a strong rope.
In addition to Fang Bowen and Sun Teng who were willing to look for food with Meng Fuling, there were also two people from the film crew.
Xiao Wang and Xiao Zhang are tall and strong, and the group of six is ready.
As soon as they opened the door, a gust of wind mixed with dust blew towards them, and mixed with rain, Meng Fuling shielded her eyes with her hands.
The current typhoon can still reach level 7 or 8. Just standing there makes people feel like they will be blown away by the wind.
Tie ropes around the waists of several people so that they can pull each other for support.
Meng Fuling raised her hands and made a hand gesture, muttering to the six yellow paper talismans in her hands: "The invisibility spell disappears, open!"
The talisman flashed for a moment, and then she handed it to each person: "Wear this close to your body."
"This is an invisibility spell that can hide our breath. As long as we wear it, ghosts won't be able to see us."
[Wow! There are such magical spells, but why can I still see them? ]
[Didn't you hear the master say that only ghosts can't see this invisibility spell? Could it be that you are a ghost?]
"Isn't this an invisibility technique? It can even save my life in a critical moment. Master, can you give me one?"
"Yes, Master, I want one too. I work at a funeral home and I feel like there are ghosts staring at me every day. I need an invisibility spell."
[We recommend mass production, so that even if you encounter an evil spirit, you won't be afraid, and doing bad things will be as easy as taking something out of your pocket.]
Fans in the live broadcast room were worried that they would go out, and they all started paying attention.
Today, more than 10 million people have flocked to the live broadcast room, and this apocalyptic survival drama is more popular than ordinary children's variety shows.
Meng Fuling gave a few instructions before leaving: "Don't open the door for anyone else except us!"
Then she left. Their destination today was to go to the nearest supermarket.
There was a lot of food in this supermarket, but because the typhoon came suddenly, it was probably too late to buy it all out.
They are about two kilometers away from the supermarket halfway up the mountain, and they must be back before sunset at six o'clock.
Now it is twelve o'clock, the time when the Yang energy is the strongest, so you need to go and come back quickly.
Meng Fuling walked in front, followed by Shi Ba and then Fang Bowen and a few others.
Although there were six of us together, our bodies were all tilted by the typhoon.
The strong wind made it difficult to breathe, and we had only taken a few steps down the mountain.
The dark ghost shadows in front of my eyes gradually became clearer. It turned out that these evil ghosts seemed to have noticed something.
They surged towards them, slowly approaching and sniffing the surroundings.
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