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Qingya saw that the little guy was quite obedient, and he felt inexplicably better. He patted his hands on his body and stepped forward to pull his wrist toward the basement.

As he walked, he told him, "Whoever you call outside, no matter what happens outside, you are not allowed to open the door to know?"

Beibei nodded, and answered timidly "um."

"Just eat the food and water I gave you, don't spoil it, understand?"

Babe stopped, looked at Qingya, and said milkily, "What if I'm hungry?"

Qingya thought his questioning was a bit strange, according to her thinking, "You are not friends like Mumu, Mimi and Jiuer who helped me with life and death. What do you care about when you are hungry?"

After thinking about it, now they can be regarded as "the same camp", so it's too ruthless to say this sentence, um, it's inappropriate.

So he said, "This is an extraordinary period. Food and water are very limited, so it is impossible to eat 'full' because you want to eat, and I should give you the portion necessary to sustain my life, understand?"

Beibei's clear big eyes blinked, a little aggrieved and innocent, and whispered, "My mother won't do this to me ..."

Qingya pouted indiscriminately, indifferent to the authentic: "Whatever you think, here you have to follow my rules, or give me out."

Even under very strict rules and reprimands, Qingya keeps a very gentle smile on his face.

Beibei's eyes were covered with a mist of water, and he looked at the green buds pitifully, but found that this trick was useless at all.

The other side's face was the same sincere and innocent, and finally bowed his head, slowly walking down the stairs with his hands, the little back was very thin in the dim light.

Qingya looked at it, showing a thoughtful look.

When Si Yan thought that this guy finally realized something, he only heard Qingya suddenly say, "Yes, there is lighting ..."

Uh ... this thinking ... too out of mind.

It turned out that after she had choked the little guy just now, she just reminded her that there were still insufficient supplies.

Si Yan knew that there were some things that could not be rushed but could only be taken slowly.

Qingya began to look for lighting around the house.

The result was a mess, and nothing was found.

I saw the bedding, clothes, etc. on the bed ... I just threw it from the stairs to the basement.

During these seven days, I don't know if the weather and temperature have changed.

Because in the basic plot, only the crazy side of the townspeople eroded by evil forces is shown, and the entire scene is almost completed in that convenience store.

So little is known about the surrounding environment.

Qingya has gone through the roles of two robots, knowing that ambient temperature is of great significance to everything.

Anyway, idle is also idle, if these things are left on it, if they are invaded, they may still be used as a igniter. It is better to get into the basement and be prepared.

After this was done, the sky was completely darkened.

A blood-red moon rose in the sky.

The mourning from the convenience store is getting more and more violent. In addition to women, there are also children crying for mercy.

Qingya seemed very bland to these, and in her ears, just like the characters in the game world, she would hear the howls of other characters from the valley every night.

Mourning when being slashed by players, or fighting for each other's territory and so on.

Qingya groped and closed the basement door, then went down.

Just down the stairs, she slammed a shock.

She heard a crackling noise in the corner.

Attentively, it turned out that the little guy was crying depressively.

Qingya quickly relaxed and went to sit and rest.

Probably because she was very tired now, or it was so dark, Qingya didn't notice that the pile of quilt clothes she had thrown into the basement had disappeared.

Qingya sat down and felt like her body was about to fall apart.

Carefully touch the bag containing the food, take out the small bag that was not eaten before, and continue to sip on the mineral water.

Consciousness talked to Si Yan: "Si Yanjun, you search to see if there is a plot about Trice's activities at home ..."

The main thing is to see where she would put candles, gasoline and diesel.

Si Yan: "No, this character is not really a real story in the strict sense, but a marginal character that leads to the story ..."

"Edge role?"

The spokesman explained: "In most of the plots, someone or something will become its fuse, trigger point or introduction. And this" person "and" thing "is called a marginal character. The role of this salesperson is to kick off the advent of this evil force. Although it is not a decisive factor, you are the first to die ... "

Qingya understands a bit, "So as a marginal character, isn't the underlying plot involved?"

Secretary said: "That's probably it. I suggest you might ask Babe to help find it."

Qingya patted her head, "Yes, he is not the son of Trice, he must know some of Trice's living habits."

So lying on the stairs called Bebe.

Beibei quickly climbed up from the stairs, looking at the green shoots with big eyes and tears on her face, but pretending to be strong and stubborn.

Qingya said that now we should help each other and let him find some lighting things.

Babe listened, her eyes lit up, she felt a sense of presence, and quickly ran to the storage compartment under the kitchen.

He reached out a candle, then found the lighter from a corner, held it in his arms, and walked to Qingya.

Looking at her, her big eyes fluttered, looking at the green bud with hope, like a little mouse who wanted to get a reward.