Campfire Shelter

Colin is full of curiosity about the food in this world.

After squeezing into the crowd and queuing for more than ten minutes, he finally got a piece of bread.

It was a black mass, about the size of a palm, and felt slightly pressed against the hand. It was like holding a hard clod in the hand.

"Get out of the way, stand behind, don't block here." The soldier in charge of distributing bread scolded.

Colin didn't mind at all, and walked out of the crowd in a few steps. Under the coveted eyes of some people, with strong curiosity, he took off a small piece of bread full of weird odor and put it into his mouth.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly, his body trembled slightly, and a thought suddenly came to his mind - why didn't he bring Li Ming with him?

It is a great regret in life that there is no one to share such a unique delicacy from another world.

The bread in the mouth spreads continuously under the decomposition of saliva.

Colin finally couldn't hold himself any longer, his face was twisted, and he couldn't help but vomit on the ground.

"It's not bread at all. It has such a rancid and earthy smell. It has wood residue, grass roots, dirt and sand. It has everything, but it doesn't smell like bread at all."

Things like Laoshan Snake Grass Water are nothing compared to the thing in my hand. I am afraid that only canned herring can compete with it in terms of smell.

In the spirit of not wasting food, Colin didn't want to throw it away, but planned to give it back to his teammates.

Although happy sharing may be late, it will never be absent.

"snort"

A grunt came from the side.

Colin turned his head and saw a dirty, thin and small child who was squeezed out of the queue and fell on his butt.

It wasn't a big deal. Just as Colin was about to look away, his heart skipped a beat.

I saw that the child felt something, suddenly became alert, turned his head, and looked directly into his eyes.

There was a lot of wariness on his dirty face, but after finding out that there was no problem, he couldn't help but move his eyes to look at the bread in his hand, and swallowed longingly.

But Colin, who was 1.7 meters tall, was tall and mighty among the short refugees, so he didn't dare to think too much and was ready to get up and squeeze into the crowd.

But at this moment, Colin's words made him stop.

"You want this?"

Colin showed a friendly smile and threw the bread in his hand.

The child was obviously stunned for a moment, and nodded hesitantly, as if he wanted to, but his body was retreating.

He is more afraid of becoming the food in the other person's mouth than the food in the other person's hand.

But at this moment, he saw the other party throwing the bread over.

The child who wanted to run away was stunned and subconsciously hugged the bread. He didn't come back to his senses until some unkind eyes from around him turned. Without even looking back at Colin, he turned around and ran away.

"You are vigilant enough, but your intuition is just so sharp. Is it a coincidence?"

Colin thought that he just glanced at him casually, and the other party immediately turned his head and locked eyes with him, which really frightened him a little.

But it doesn't look like anything special.

Maybe it's just a coincidence

But before he could think about it, he suddenly felt something. He smelled a familiar smell in the air, and noticed that some uninvited guests had sneaked in among the homeless people waiting in line.

Surprisingly, they were the people who had just tried to attack him.

Is the battle mentioned in the "Book of Numerology" about to begin?

It was at this time that there was some commotion at the front of the queue.

"Please, I still have two young children, please give me two more loaves of bread!" An old woman grabbed the soldier's hand, her face like old tree bark full of pleading.

"The rules are set, each person can take up to two, and no more are allowed!" the soldier said, dragging the old woman behind.

But at this time, the noble standing in front suddenly spoke.

"It doesn't matter, just give her some more bread. Anyway, we are going to Black Rock City soon. Let's share all this food. It will just reduce the weight."

After the noble lady finished speaking, a tired old man dressed as a housekeeper suddenly came up to her and whispered in her ear:

"Miss, I don't object to your kind deed, but it's really time for us to leave now. It will be night soon. If we continue to distribute food like this, we may not be able to catch up.

"It's better to leave the food where it is and let them take care of it themselves."

The old housekeeper put forward his own suggestion, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the lady with a wave of his hand: "Before we escaped from the catastrophe, you should have seen what would happen if we did this."

The old housekeeper opened his mouth, but thinking of the young lady's character, he closed his mouth again.

Of course he knew that if he did this, this group of refugees would come up to grab food like mad dogs, trample, fight, and kill.

The number of casualties is likely to be more than half!

But in the eyes of the old housekeeper, this is just the fate of some bad people, ignorant, short, dirty, smelly, ignorant of etiquette, and have no meaning of existence at all. What's the use of caring about their life and death?

When will the fate of bad people be told?

The only purpose of their existence is to make food expensive!

"My command, my father's command, do it immediately."

Seeing the reluctance in the old housekeeper's expression, the noble lady gave the final order. The old housekeeper nodded helplessly: "Yes, miss."

Alas, it's all because of the saint of the Light Sect. If it weren't for her, the young lady wouldn't pay attention to these so-called bad people at all.

"Thank you, thank you, you are such good people like saints."

The old woman cried and stepped forward to take the bread from the soldier's hand. However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

"what you do!?"

The expression of the soldier who handed the bread over changed.

Seeing the old woman who was crying just now, she suddenly raised an awl and stabbed him.

In the flash of lightning, he pulled out the dagger from his waist, blocked the attack with his backhand, cut off the old woman's head with a wave of his hand, and then kicked the body away.

At the same time, when the change occurred, a large number of figures emerged from the crowd, raised their right hands, raised wooden javelins, and threw them at the horses in the carriage team.

When everyone reacted, batches of horses pierced by wooden spears screamed in agony.

Most of the refugees who were still waiting in line were shocked by the sudden change, and immediately dispersed like birds and beasts, fleeing in panic.

Some refugees also grabbed a few pieces of bread from the muddy water before escaping.

"Attack! There is an enemy attack!"

The old butler immediately realized that something was wrong, and stood in the way of the noble lady. At this moment, his figure became stronger, and the muscles bulged out the clothes.

At this time, dozens of wooden javelins flew over in the sky!

The well-trained soldiers reacted quickly and blocked the attack, but what frightened them was that among the chaotic fleeing crowd, a group of people similarly dressed as refugees surrounded them from all directions.

This group of people numbered at least over a hundred. They were short in stature but very strong. They came up without any nonsense. They carried more than seven or eight javelins and threw them at the people in the carriage team.

Many refugees who had no time to escape were pricked on the spot like hedgehogs.

Colin, who was also included in the attack range, stood behind a tree, stretched out his head, looked at the attackers, and smelled a familiar scent from them.

A smell that makes people feel intensely hungry.