Chapter 7 Outbreak
There was no place to check the time in the cabin. Because it was so enclosed, even day and night couldn't be distinguished. Such an environment gave the illusion of time standing still. Yi Sanmei's only confirmation of the passage of time was the gradually stinking corpse.
And the food that I had already eaten.
The flesh on the corpse had been chopped off long before it started to stink. At first, the people following Shen San retched as they ate, but as the supply of steamed buns dwindled, they actually began to bite off the flesh from the body themselves. Shen San indulged them. By the time the steamed buns were completely gone, they were able to chat and laugh with Shen San while sucking on the bones.
The water was gone. The food was gone. Yi Sanmei and Liu Er, who had taken some food and was hiding in the cabin, were starving. Not to mention the frail children, who were too hungry to even sit up and could only barely lean against the wall.
limit.
Any action at this time will become a bloody fuse.
Third Sister Yi still held onto a glimmer of hope, looking towards the gate with anticipation. After all, they were all destined for the Zang Yao Sect. In her limited knowledge, the Zang Yao Sect was synonymous with being well fed, clothed, and able to survive. While she didn't know what materials were, they at least sounded important.
However, nothing changed except the increasingly stinking corpses.
The stench was irritating. Hunger exacerbated the loss of intelligence. A child, thin as hay, could no longer endure the conditions. He stumbled to the hatch and tried to pry it open. But the door wouldn't budge. He pounded again, his cries gradually rising and falling.
What would happen if we angered the Outer Sect Master? Would the Outer Sect Master pay any attention to us? Third Sister Yi and everyone else focused their attention on the child, but even after he cried until he was hoarse, no one responded.
No one paid any attention to us. This meant we had no food or water, which was a death sentence.
The thread of reason finally broke.
The first to leap up was Wang Laoqi, Shen San's subordinate and the one who ate the most meat. He had clearly grown much faster than the others, and the raw meat he had been eating these days had intensified his ferocity. He quickly rushed to the door and lifted the hay-like figure into the air.
Yi Sanmei knew they wouldn't share the meat with anyone other than the nine of them, and if she didn't replenish her strength now, hunting later would be much more difficult. She had to get food while she still had strength. After a moment's hesitation, she decided not to use the dagger just yet.
She stood up and happened to meet Liu Er's eyes. As if by telepathy, the two began to patrol the cabin, looking for prey.
Shen Sanjiu was incredibly strong and ferocious. Yi Sanmei wasn't sure she'd offend these blood-stained men yet. Seeing Wang Laoqi throw the man he was holding into the crowd, where he was buried, she almost wavered.
But when she met Shen San's eyes, she immediately came to her senses.
One of the nine lambs, completely exhausted, had already been turned into food, leaving the remaining eight trembling in fear. Yi Sanmei and Liu Er selected a man on the periphery. He was already starving to death when Liu Er suddenly grabbed him by the neck and dragged him, easily falling into their hands.
But Liu Er and Yi Sanmei didn't dare to make a move for a moment. Yi Sanmei grasped his slender wrist and could feel the weak but still beating pulse.
He was still struggling and he didn't want to die.
No one wants to die, but why do we exploit each other like this? This thought flashed through Yi Sanmei's mind. She was keenly aware that the gazes cast at this corner were gradually increasing, containing a mixture of amusement and fear.
Everyone was watching, wondering if they had the courage to kill someone their own age. Their every move now would largely determine their chances of life or death.
Liu Er was so nervous that he almost vomited bile. His arm, which was holding the man's neck, loosened tremblingly. Sensing a glimmer of hope, the man's struggle became more intense.
Big drops of sweat rolled down Yi Sanmei's forehead. She noticed that Liu Er's attitude had softened. At this moment, her heart was filled with resentment towards Liu Er.
But the next moment, her resentment dissipated. She looked at her hands, realizing that Liu Er, like her, didn't want to see blood on them. It was like a symbol, a line that must never be crossed. But someone, with malicious intent, forced you to choose between your life and this line, and you had no choice.
Yi Sanmei began to deeply resent Zang Yaozong.
She took a few deep breaths, her face firm, and pushed Liu Er away. Without Liu Er's restraint, the man immediately used his hands and feet to try to crawl away, but Yi Sanmei pounced on him and twisted his neck, making a snap.
Liu Er's legs went weak and he knelt on the ground, gasping for breath.
Yi Sanmei grabbed the limp body in her hand and bit down hard on the slightly soft upper arm. She sucked up all the spurting blood, her eyes staring fiercely at Shen San and the other nine people, forcing them to look away.
Yi Sanmei knew that she had crossed that line and would never have the chance to make up for it in this life.
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