Chapter 293: Feeding and Food18

Chapter 293 Feeding and Food 18

The seventeenth day of the game.

Just after being captured once, the rest of the NPCs and players are a bit clueless.

A man was eating rice balls, and suddenly frowned slightly while chewing.

I want to spit it out, but when I think of the rules of not wasting food in the game, I swallow it abruptly.

"My mother, what kind of sauce is in this rice ball, it's so unpalatable?"panion next to him heard the words and looked at the hamburger in his hand,

"The taste of my hamburger is also different from the previous ones, what the hell, isn't there poison in it?"

"What are you thinking about?"

Another companion was eating the barbecued meat, his mouth was full of oil,

"The game wants to kill you, so just don't give food to you, poison it many times in one fell swoop. If you have time to think about it, you might as well eat more, so that you can have the strength to grab a good position tomorrow."

Right.

This is a small episode.

I think about how to save my life every day. Who cares that the taste of food is a little bit different from before.

Unless they also have the life-saving golden armband.

But not everyone can be selected.

A man watched the machine fly by in front of him and put it on the arm of a young man not far away.

This sharp turn made him stunned for a moment, cursed, and looked at other machines.

It was too much just now, but now it is too little.

Many people have already worn armbands on their arms, and there are only a dozen or so robotic hands with armbands left.

What else can you do, run after it!

Until the last armband is fastened on the hand of the chosen one, all the armbands are masters.

Fu Anan looked around and found that among the 20 girls around her, half of them got armbands.

People who didn't get the armbands, first annoyed, then terrified!

There is no other reason, the manipulator began to choose the person to be taken away today.

Now only 20% of the people are outside, hundreds of people have armbands, and the rest are under the condition of being taken away.

For a while, the breeding area became a hunting ground, and people were captured while screaming and begging; some people were desperate, and began to retaliate against the players if they couldn't shake the game.

Holding the unfinished iron piece, trying to cut the throat of the person who got the armband.

The next moment, the man was lifted up high, struggling feebly in mid-air, and disappeared after the last cry.