Yu Mian didn’t know how she was sent back to the room.
She only knew that after listening to Jiang Qingyue's words, her limbs were weak and her body was cold.
The space in the dungeon is limited, and each family is assigned a room of only two square meters, which cannot fit a bed, so they can only sleep crowded together and against the wall.
Yu Mian, Lou Zhuo and Meng Qi were crowded together, while Nasir and Acheng lived next door.
Even though Lou Zhuo cooked, she couldn't eat it.
My body is obviously extremely tired, but I still can't sleep.
"Sister, don't worry too much." Meng Qi held the corn paste in his hands and blew it to Yu Mian.
Except for a small part of the corn harvested in the first two crops in the farmland, which was kept by Yu Mian for seed production and breeding, most of the rest was beaten into corn by Yu Mian.
"Yu Ye is so powerful, everything will be fine, don't worry."
Although Meng Qi usually doesn't deal with Yu Ye, they are still a family connected because of Yu Mian. If something happens to Yu Ye, he is actually very worried.
But compared to Yu Ye, he was more worried about Yu Mian who had been tired for so long:
"Eat something first and take a good rest. Everyone in the dungeon still needs to rely on you."
Yu Mian ate something under Meng Qi's half-coaxing and half-comforting.
But she really couldn't sleep, so she told Lou Zhuo and went to the next room alone to find Nasir.
Nasir was sitting on the ground with his tail crossed, boredly dragging Acheng's tentacles to spread ink everywhere.
As soon as Yu Mian came in, she was suddenly slapped in the face.
Yu Mian:......
She turned around and wanted to leave, but Acheng was faster than her. A tentacle flew out, wrapped around Yu Mian's waist and brought her in.
"Come on, let me see who this is. Isn't this my dear sister? Come and give me a hug!"
Nasir smiled and reached out to hug her, and Acheng faintly raised a tentacle.
"Pfft——"
It tickled his face.
Acheng: "Get your dirty hands off."
Nasir:……
Yu Mian was held in the air by Acheng's tentacles. Seeing Nasir's delicate and beautiful face being sprayed with black ink, she couldn't help but smile with crooked eyebrows.
But Nasir didn't look happy.
Seeing that Nasir was about to start a fight with Acheng, Yu Mian quickly said: "Brother Nasir, don't be angry. I came to you this time because I have something to discuss with you."
Nasir glanced at Acheng coldly, turned around and approached Yu Mian with a smile and twirled his tail: "Okay, if you have anything to discuss with me, brother, just say it, I can do it..." p>
"I want to go to the ground. I want to go out of the city to find Yuye."
"Okay, I'll accompany you..."
"No, brother Nasir, you stay in the underground city, I have to go by myself."
"No." Nasir's face darkened with a "shua", and he sat back down with his tail propped up, leaning his back against the wall, without even looking at Yu Mian, "I can help you with anything you want, but I can only go out by myself."
No."
"Why?" For a moment, Yu Mian felt as if she and Nasir were back to the time when they were facing off at the bottom of the sea.
One is chasing after her, and the other is gritting her teeth and refusing to let go.
"Do you know why those idiots from the Federation attacked the city?"
"You know, they want me, they want to kill me."
Yu Mian answered without hesitation, which made Nasir even more angry. He couldn't help but raise his voice slightly: "You know they want to kill you, but you still go out?"
"But Yuye's whereabouts are still unknown. I can't let him be alone outside."
"His whereabouts are unknown. Can you find him once you get out?" When Nasir thought that Yu Mian would die for that little bastard Yu Ye, he felt as if he had been stabbed hard. "You know him?"
What are you doing out there? Do you know how many people from the Federation are watching him? You go there alone just to die!"
Nasir lived for most of his life, and the only two times he got angry were related to Yu Mian.
Once he disagreed with letting her leave the bottom of the sea, and once he disagreed with her going out of the city alone to find Yu Ye.
"I won't agree to it anyway. If you want to go out, either come with me or Lou Zhuo."
Although he usually doesn't deal with the dead zombie, Nasir has to admit that at critical moments, Lou Zhuo never lets up on protecting Yu Mian.
"But brother Nasir, if I stay in the underground city, I will really die."
Facing the angry Nasir, Yu Mian stared at him for a long time and suddenly calmed down his voice.
The apocalyptic live broadcast room has entered the final stage. Unless she can become the last survivor, she will never know that there are still several bloggers who are like her and want to kill her in this world. The only thing she knows clearly is that there must be bloggers in the Federation who are model live broadcast rooms.
And that person is still in the upper management of the federation.
Yu Mian wasn't sure if the other party was so aggressive in attacking her because he had killed several other survivors.
If not, then by making such a big move to get Guangming City to hand her over, the other party is undoubtedly exposing her identity to the remaining survivors - no one would launch a siege war just to kill a child.
If there is, then the enemy is strong, the enemy is weak, the enemy is dark, and the enemy is clear, which is especially detrimental to her.
She must get out of this situation as soon as possible.
——
Interstellar.
Pei Zhi watched with a sullen face as every private message he sent to Yu Mian was followed by a red exclamation point, and he was so angry that he almost dropped the terminal.
[Sorry, the current live broadcast room has entered the final survival stage. Thank you for your support of the apocalyptic live broadcast room. From now on, until the last blogger survives, the live broadcast room will continue to close the interaction channel between viewers and bloggers.]
The same live broadcast room prompt message popped up over and over again. Pei Zhi glanced at it and exited the live broadcast room irritably.
He glanced at Yu Mian, who was still confronting Nasir in the live broadcast room, bent down to grab his suit from the sofa, and strode out, but at the door he met the high priest with his hand raised, about to knock on the door.<
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Pei Zhi was already in a bad mood, but when he saw the high priest, he wanted to blow him into two pieces.
The other party obviously noticed the anger in him. The high priest shrugged, took a step back, and kept a distance from him.
An extended Lincoln was parked at the door. The driver got out and opened the door. Pei Zhi didn't even look at the high priest and sat on it.
The high priest followed closely, and the driver closed the door, consciously angry at the partition between the front and rear.
"What are you doing here?" Pei Zhi raised his hand and tugged on his tie, revealing his delicate collarbone, "What does that bitch Fu Hua want?"
Even if you look at the person sitting next to you, you will feel like your eyes are dirty.
"You are still as smart as ever." The high priest didn't mind his straightforward dislike of him at all. He raised his hand and took off the mask on his face, revealing a hideous face that had been burned by fire.
Pei Zhi turned his head and glanced, slightly startled.
"Fu Hua is going to marry his daughter to you."
"He's thinking shit." As soon as the high priest said this, Pei Zhi scolded him back.
He has been in prison for too long, but his brain is not so rotten that he cannot even see that the other party wants to further monitor and control him.
Pei Zhi turned his head and stared at him coldly with his gleaming peach blossom eyes: "Go back and tell that bitch that I have a wife. Did I have to give him a glass of wedding wine or give him a kick to make him say this?
Talking in sleep?"
Even if that person dies, he will remain a widow for her.
What's more, he is now very sure that she is still alive!
The high priest was not surprised by his reaction.
He crossed his legs, put his hands on his knees, and his eyes were full of calculations:
"But what a coincidence, you still have to agree to this marriage."