How Am I Still Alive?

Every day is a bad day for Dam in the refugee camp.

The previous "death of a sheriff" has made the sheriffs who were slack in the past become vigilant, and since the perpetrators have been confirmed to be "outsiders" from refugee camps, it is inevitable that the aliens will receive more "attention" ".

This incident was not widely reported in the end, but there were some "rumors" in a small area.

It is not because the public security side will consider the "discrimination" that foreigners may suffer when the case spreads.

In fact, "foreigners" were outside the scope of consideration from the very beginning, but in the simple "concept" of the local Yu tribe, it is acceptable to kill all ordinary citizens in criminal cases, but the death of a "magistrate" Such a tragic accident is a historic accident, which makes people doubt whether the city is as safe as ever.

"The death of a magistrate is a big deal? Are you worried that the report will affect public opinion?"

When hearing this, many outsiders were shocked, and they could not understand why it developed like this

"... Doesn't this just mean that the law and order here is too good, and there are basically no things that lead to the death of the sheriff (murdered)?"

Such an answer may respond to the doubts of outsiders.

"... In our world, there are policemen who die in the line of duty every day."

It's hard to say, as the "culprits", what kind of mentality do they use to say such words.

It's just that for Dam and his group, life is getting more and more difficult.

Not only the warning eyes of the sheriff and the locals, but also because those "humans" have gone too far

"The cleaning work on Seventh Street is covered by them. The incarnation of blood fog wipes the glass too fast, and we can't compete."

"They also snatched up the porters and chores at the pier. They even took out the trash and dirt."

The number of workers in Annan Manor is always limited. The city is so pitiful that they are willing to use the job opportunities of "outsiders", which is their main way of making a living.

Now that most of them have been robbed, it's even more unacceptable.

".The sugar shop on the third street and the snack shop on the sixth street are all taken over by them. It's too much, and there is no way out at all."

"The pet biscuits from the pet store on Sixth Avenue were also reported to be delicious and super cheap."

The "rations" of the locals are actually not suitable for the tastes of outsiders, but it seems that there is no way to be too picky if they want to survive.

The staple food is not to my appetite, but the world is so rich, there are also "snacks" with various tastes, and there is always something that suits their tastes.

However, cheap (this is the point) but delicious "snacks" are obviously limited in quantity, especially because some foods have a short shelf life, and they are on discount at night. The real version of the "bento" war is about the right to life of both parties.

"...they are much more attuned to this world than we are, they have been able to get a steady supply of medicines, food, and we are still fighting for basic survival."

There is also an unequal place between the two sides. Even if the residents of other refugee camps are not real war residents, they still have their families with them, and they have more or less "family members". Most of the people in the refugee camps are still just ordinary people. Not professional fighters.

And those people in the blood feast are basically not normal people, and there is no drag.

The other people in the refugee camp were able to gain the upper hand before, mainly because the blood banquet people needed time to adapt to the environment, and now the local snakes have crossed the river, not only the underground "death fight" they obviously can't fight, but the "open struggle" above ", they have all fallen into a disadvantage.

"The kind doctor on Seventh Street heard that the death of the sheriff was caused by outsiders, and he stopped providing us with low-cost medicines."

"Damn, how did he know."

"Who else could it be, isn't it those 'human beings'? They got on the line of the manor's resident doctor. There was no need to get those cheap medicines, so they cut off our line. Now even the shopping street is rumored to be Sheriff deaths caused by our refugees."

The seemingly "playful" competition is actually extremely deadly.

"Work" provides funds and is the source of survival resources. Cheap and delicious food is the survival resource itself. The supply of medicine is not only the necessities of life, but also a strategic material at this point in time when people are constantly being injured.

The underground death struggle can no longer be fought, and the survival competition above the ground is gradually taking over. The most unacceptable thing is still the

"That Daozhong is very good at speaking nice words. I saw him make Mr. An Nan laugh several times."

"Mr. An Nan seems to like flowers and plants very much. He often goes to the garden to sketch, where they show off their miscellaneous knowledge of plants."

Unlucky people with "knowledge" but no "knowledge status" indirectly display what they have learned and sell their knowledge as gardening. And drilled.

The person who participated in the blood banquet was appreciated by the owner of the manor. This kind of thing is absolutely unacceptable in the eyes of other competitors.

If the competition outside will guarantee the lower limit and survival, the competition in Annan Manor is to compete for the future, and at the same time, it is also the decisive player. Once one of the two parties really becomes a "noble" and can allocate social resources, when the time comes Naturally, they will try their best to kill the other party.

But judging from the results, although the refugees were numerous, they couldn't win the blood feast with only a few dozen people.

They are gradually being eaten away, losing their survival resources, and gradually being squeezed out of their living space. As long as the blood feast person becomes a "steward", they will immediately drive other refugees out of the manor.

Recently, it seems that the martial law caused by the "magistrate incident" made Mr. An Nan suspend his "entrustment".

But everyone knew (mainly because he was arguing in the manor) that it was only a matter of time before the commission restarted, and in the current state, other refugees seemed to have gradually lost their ability to compete with the blood feast.

They are gradually being eaten away and eliminated.

Even though there are many people, even if the two sides have hurt each other before, they gradually lose their heads in front of competitors.

Group leaders like Dam are in a hurry, and have discussed it in private many times, but there is no way. Their relatively large group has become a burden, and just getting more living resources has exhausted their energy.

The hearts of the people are scattered, and the team is not easy to lead. If not everyone has nowhere to retreat, and the opponent still has weird rumors of "blood-sucking and cannibalism", I am afraid that someone has already voted on the opposite side.

Damm can accept a deathmatch and die on the battlefield, but this kind of slow death, with anger but nowhere to vent it, is really too bad.

"...if you get into trouble, try this."

Finally, he picked up a "gift".

It was a card with strange square runes written on it, but when he received it, he could understand the "pattern" on it.

[Customer Dam. Credit Rating: None. Currently additional open function: Teleportation in the reception room (this function will deduct life points, if the points are insufficient, it will become a negative account.)]

"...Give it a try, whether it's an evil god or a trap, it's better than being slowly strangled now."