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?"

  The companion 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.

  Everyone thought of the "golden medal for avoiding death" in unison, and their desire for it grew day by day.

   People who are full and have nothing to do every day, and who are threatened with death, have long been eager to move in their hearts, and just a small opportunity can become the fuse.

  The eighteenth day of the game.

  Because they came late, the seven or eight male players who had to compete for the front row aimed at the girls at the front of the team.

   They finally couldn't help it, and they were about to do it.

   At this moment, the mechanical arm in the sky suddenly descended.

  At this time, there were only a few people entering the food street, and those who stayed in the feeding area were frightened and fled in confusion.

  The manipulator followed closely behind them.

  Until someone is caught, the arm is pulled by the robot, and an armband is buckled.

   It is the armband that can avoid punishment!

   "Wait, wait! They're not here to get us!"

   Someone raises an arm.

  People stopped when they heard the words, and the NPC who reacted excitedly shouted, "This, this is a gift from Master Enbu!"

   Are they a blessing in disguise?

  Everyone looked at the robotic arm expectantly, and stretched out their arms to let it be carried by them.

   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.

  (end of this chapter)