Chart Topper Queen

Ai Bei walked in a corridor as deep as the vast universe.

As if walking in the void, there are many stars under her feet, but she can't touch anything when she stretches out her hand. Only occasionally there is a streamer-like thing across the eyes. These are strange things, with charred soil, nutrient solution with soiled outer bags, half-worn blankets, etc...

The semi-finals are over.

In the event that the game lost all level obstacles, the game company ordered the remaining 11 people to fight, and only after 1 person was eliminated can they get the chance to enter the final.

But under the control of Aibe, Lucas and Ott, no one of the remaining people shot, and the scene was silent.

If the stalemate continues, this live broadcast will undoubtedly become the "garbage time" in the audience's mouth.

The game between the contestants and the program group also made the audience watch with relish. With their cheering support, the program group had to compromise and changed the final list to 11 people.

When the semi-finals ended, Ai Bei found that he was not immediately teleported to reality, but appeared in this corridor.

I don't know if there is no rest period after the semi-finals, and the players directly enter the finals.

She visited this "museum" with curiosity and fearlessness.

The objects in the "museum" were very familiar, and each seemed to spark a memory in her mind.

When she passed a bag of nutrient liquid-like items, it flew towards her, and the white protective cover on her body automatically opened, as if suggesting that she would take it out.

Abe lowered his head and picked it up.

In an instant, a blazing white light surrounded her and disappeared into the deep corridor.

The barren and barren planet is full of waste materials after high-tech products have been scrapped, like crumbling buildings, forming a huge garbage dump.

The entire planet was obscured by the polluted gray fog, making it difficult for light to penetrate. Moldy green sewage mixed with crimson blood flowed out of the soil and merged into the water source that accounted for 10% of the area.

Abandoned land, dirty water.

Also, the sin that breeds.

Every fixed period of time, a spacecraft will land on this "garbage star" and dump the cosmic garbage. And among these rubbish, including humans.

Stolen fugitives, discarded chess pieces, and illegally made clones.

"hand."

The cleaners stood at the door of the cabin, facelessly humane to everyone who came out of the cabin.

They had to reach out and have the cleaners inject the junk star's ID number into the body, just like every junk item that leaves the hatch, just for ease of management.

Some people in the middle looked at this unknown planet in confusion, while others were very excited. As soon as their feet stepped on this land, they immediately stretched out their sinful hands to the people around them.

The fugitives roaming in the interstellar space ignited the war.

He is two meters tall and has a strong physique. He looks down at everyone with fierce and cruel eyes. Obviously, he has already had several lives on his hands. After bluffing those who had never experienced a struggle into a ball of quail, he laughed: "Hand over everything, and I will spare your life!"

In addition to threatening weapons, everyone carried personal belongings, either food or utensils, as well as money and jewelry.

Faced with such a situation, the cleaners still stood in front of the cabin door, without lifting their eyelids, and threw down a person whose legs were trembling and dared not step in.

As long as they set foot on this land, they have entered a disordered world, and no matter what happens here, it has nothing to do with them.

Someone mustered the courage and said, "...You don't know what the situation is like here. What's the benefit of killing you?"

"Clone?" The fugitive looked him up and down, saw the imprint on him that belonged to a clone, and laughed, "It's just a bunch of moving organs, how dare you order me to do something?!"

He grabbed the man's neck violently and pulled him off the ground with ease.

The emaciated clone immediately flushed red, and slapped the big hands around his neck that were holding him like steel bars, but to no avail.

The fugitive sneered contemptuously and tightened his fingers, mercilessly strangled him.

Everyone else present took a deep breath and fell silent.

He released his fingers, and the clone fell silently to the ground, like a lifeless carpet.

The fugitive opened his arms backwards in front of everyone, and laughed loudly: "This is the place I dream of, there is no system, no restraint, a world where the strong eat the weak!"

He breathed the foul air of this land and enjoyed the sin of freedom.

Behind him was a piece of cracked and charred land. When he stepped back, the moment his soles stepped on, the "scorched earth" suddenly rose from the ground!

A deep shadow fell on him, like a gaze from the abyss.

The fugitive looked up at the suddenly darkened sky, and the "scorched earth" wrapped him in shadows.

At first, his hands and feet exposed to the light struggled violently, and his pain could be seen in the twisted limbs. But as the blood swirls from the soles of his feet, he gradually loses his life, only occasionally a bone is thrown out of the shadows.

"Scorched Earth" is eating people.

Everyone was so scared that their hairs stood up and their bodies stiffened.

Only at this time did they see clearly that the "scorched earth" in front of them was a person, or in other words, a human-shaped alien.

This is a man with scorched skin all over his body, along with the disgusting sound of chewing pieces of meat, he bared **** articulations and let out a hoarse and intermittent laughter: "The newcomer...it tastes...not bad..."

The moment he opened his mouth to speak, someone had a nervous breakdown and screamed frantically!

It's like a warning, and it's like expecting someone to rescue them.

But his scream was destined to usher in only a terrifying death.

When everyone was frightened by this scene, "scorched earth" swallowed three people one after another.

They finally came back to their senses, and their thirst for life made them struggle to escape to the spaceship that has not yet taken off!

But the ship was ready to take off.

All the items were numbered by the cleaners, the conveyor belt was retracted, and the stair carrying the items was retracted slowly and desperately in their wide-eyed eyes.

They flapped desperately, trying to climb onto the ship.

"Send me back, I have a lot of money!"

"I know all the information they want, and I'm willing to say, let me go, let me go—"

"What the **** is this place, ah!"

The last person to speak was the slowest climber. He felt his ankle being grabbed by a grainy, cold hand, his scalp tingling instantly, and his throat felt as if he was being choked.

At this moment, a little girl appeared on the horizon.

She is only five or six years old, with mottled gray-blue eyes and hair, and a tender face, she is dragging a large bag forward.

Walking all the way to the near position of the spaceship, she saw the food they dropped on the ground when they escaped - a bag of cheap nutrient solution.

She squatted down, flicked the dust off the mouth of the bag, sucked the straw and started drinking.

Not far away was the **** and cruel killing, but her expression did not change at all, and she even looked up at them. The nutrient solution still rose from the straw and was sucked into her mouth.

Looking back, she didn't stop smoking.

The man's last memory was the little girl's eyes and expression.

Innocent, curious and quiet, she is like a doll without any worries, and she doesn't show any fear or sympathy for the picture of them being bitten and divided.

Suddenly, she rolled her eyes and smiled.

Seems to like the taste of this nutrient solution.

A pale cyan imprint appeared under the skin of her right hand, still clutching the mouth of the bag, marked with her Junk Star number: 190919.