Survive in a survival game

When everyone heard the man's words, they tensed their bodies almost subconsciously, and their eyes fell stiffly on the vines in front of the granary door.

Even the sound of breathing was extremely slow.

Haozi's eyes were locked on those vines, and he secretly squeezed the knife in his hand.

Whenever those things launch an attack, they have to protect the bolt at the risk of their lives.

"No." The man frowned and lowered his voice: "These things have retreated into the ground."

Everyone watched as the vines slowly retracted into the ground. The huge cracks on the ground looked like a bottomless pit, and all the vines as thick as the mouth of a bowl were retracted.

Seeing this, Haozi's hand holding the handle of the knife gradually relaxed, and Shuanzi and the others on the side also let out a deep breath, until all the vines disappeared on the ground, leaving only the dark cracks that could not be seen to the end.

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At noon on the fifteenth day, all the vines visible on the ground retracted into the cracks in the ground. They came vigorously and left quietly.

People cheered and ran back and forth, delivering this exciting news. Almost at the same time, all the people hiding in the darkness came to the sunshine one after another.

The sunshine is warm, the spring breeze is gentle, and the feeling of freedom is like a world away.

In the dilapidated house far away on the outskirts of Beijing, dust was flying and blood was everywhere.

The soil in the yard was dyed burnt black with blood, bones were piled up in random directions, messy footprints, and weapons were scattered all over the place.

The empty courtyard was filled with deathly silence. At a glance, apart from the white bones, there were huge cracks.

until……

"Cough cough cough!" Qin Yu coughed violently and crawled out of the room. His clothes were in tatters, and a hideous wound on his arm was particularly conspicuous. Even his face was covered with a lot of blood.

The whole person is like a soldier crawling out of a grave on a battlefield.

Standing up staggeringly, Qin Yu glanced at the dilapidated hut. The vines around him had disappeared at some point, but the remaining piles of bones reminded him of what had happened.

As soon as his eyes dimmed, the disappearance of the vines did not give Qin Yu a sense of peace of mind, but instead gave him a strange feeling of desolation.

This game never ends halfway.

"Ahem~" Qin Yu covered his mouth and coughed. Although Shi Falcon was a waste, he could at least be a human shield. He also had some people under his command, but now, they were all gone.

Thinking of everything that happened in the cave that morning.

Qin Yu's mood was not very beautiful.

In this case, Qin Yu dragged his injured foot and had to find a place to treat the wound first, at least on the eve of the storm.

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The entire capital city was filled with an extreme excitement due to the disappearance of the vines. Everyone's tense strings suddenly relaxed, and everyone seemed to be in a sense of relaxation after a disaster.

At the same time, Shi Yi had arrived at Beiyuan, which people longed for.

The city walls are built high, and the watchtowers are heavily guarded. Soldiers in armor stand on the watchtowers, not daring to relax for a moment.

In just a few days, Beiyuan developed rapidly from a small courtyard into a small town, which shows the skill of this leader.

Heroes emerge from troubled times, perhaps this is what they say.

At such times, only those with means and abilities can survive.

At the city gate under the high wall, people dressed in rags lined up in a long line. Their eyes looked at the tall city wall in front of them, full of hope, as if they saw the hope of survival.

"For twenty taels of silver, you can rent a thatched house, and for one hundred taels of silver, you can get permanent residency. Of course, if you have medical skills or have extra food to hand over, we will make a fair decision based on your ability and the items you hand over.

Judgment." The officers and soldiers sitting at the city gate were holding their brushes and impatiently repeating what they had to say countless times a day.