Looking at the hot pot steaming and the small bonfire next to it was also burning warmly. Su Ming was sitting on the ground under the flames and sighed a little.

The blank space is really a bit difficult to deal with. The last time I spent the night in an unfamiliar environment for the sake of my mission, it probably went back to the time I had just traveled through time.

However, it is also good to have a picnic outside occasionally, especially after using cosmic energy to clear the odor in the air, and then drive away the bugs and mice. The environment here is much better than in the wild.

While chatting with the ladies, he barbecued meat on the bonfire next to him, and injected the ingredients into his soul with elbow salt. His face was always filled with a smile.

Although the passers-by were all blind, this did not make him relax his vigilance, because the symptoms shown by these people seemed to be controlled by the anti-life equation.

The difference is that they are only happy to smile and focus on their own affairs, while the victims of the anti-life equation will only shout slogans.

"Ah, I found it." Diana pointed to the projection light curtain in front of her. Under the neon light that penetrated outside the window, her expression looked a little confused: "The historical records on the Internet say that I was missing in the depths of the universe in the battle with Perpetua. Do you think that I will not die?"

If he could find himself on another timeline, he might have obtained a lot of information directly, and Diana was a little excited.

If your different time homosexual body helps Slade, it should be considered my credit?

"Tsk tsk, not optimistic, Xiao Dai." Harley was staring at the skewers on the small bonfire. She watched the golden oil drop on the red charcoal and lick her lips: "If it was just missing, wouldn't it be that I've been unable to return to Earth for more than fifty years? I'm afraid I'm already dead."

"Oh, that's right. If it were me, I would have watched everyone in the joints die one by one. I would definitely not want to live on my own." Diana thought for a while, but sighed. She sat some distance from the fire, holding her chin with her hand, and said that, with a little voice.

As an Amazon warrior, her ancestral spirit is a battle death in pursuit of glory. The same-time homoselves are another self at different times. It is different from the same-world homoselves in the parallel world. She knows very well what choices she will make.

"Okay, Xiao Dai, don't be frowning. Isn't it enough for our men to think about these things?" Harley grabbed the skewers on the campfire, put them in front of her mouth and blew them. Then she moved to Diana and reached out to feed her: "We are independent women of the new era, but it doesn't mean we have to do what others are good at, take everything on our heads, and use this moment of worrying to apply a facial mask. Isn't it fragrant?"

As she said that, she actually took out two masks from her chest in her red skirt, and didn't know how she hid it in.

"Thank you, Harley, but you'll eat it yourself. I'm a little, uh, allergic to barbecue now."

Diana touched Halle's head, and then slowly took a mask with her forehead and hers:

"I'm just a little confused. I've thought countless times about what situation I would die, and I've been on the verge of dying. But now I've seen the answer on this timeline and feel that it's not what I want."

"I understand, my dear sister."

Putting away another mask, Harley smiled and ate the barbecue. She had never been fed with gin's barbecue meal, so she loved this very much, and said with a shiny mouth:

"You want to die vigorously, for example, what we saw online just now, Batman was chewed and chewed raw by Perpetua on the battlefield. Uh, it's a bit disgusting. Bats don't seem to be edible animals. But if I say it, if I can live, try not to die, because if I die, nothing will be gone."

Xiao Tangdou has a strong consistency with Su Ming in this regard. Both of them are ordinary people and think that it is better to live than to die.

"That's right, actually, when I was working in DEO, I thought about committing suicide countless times." Kara was waiting for the hot pot to be ready, and she rubbed her blonde hair with her fingers: "But later my adoptive mother told me that if you want to be a human, you must cherish your life first. Well, by the way, Slade, can I help me recover my memory now? What you have been talking about, Superman."

What is the purpose of people living? There are many answers to this question, and different people have their own opinions and opinions.

But only by living first can we think about those things. Anyway, Kara doesn't quite understand Diana's theory, such as the samurai theory that "people live to die for glory."

"Yes, the hot pot should take another five minutes, and this time is just right."

The fire shook, and a shadow appeared on Death Knell's shoulder. The seemingly black bean sprouts, he moved his butt, next to Supergirl, and said to the other two women:

"Don't think about the cause of your own death. We came here to live. If you have time to discuss philosophy, you might as well dance to help me, or cut the dishes you prepared to put in the hot pot. This will be of great help."

"Dongsi.shi."

A few hours later, the few people who were sleeping and resting in the store warehouse opened their eyes almost at the same time except Harley, because outside the door, there was a sound of heavy objects being thrown on the ground and then slowly dragging them.

It sounds like he is shining his shoes hard, or it is like a mouse biting the pocket of rice.

The heroine in the dark looked at Death Knell, but did not speak but conveyed enough information with her eyes. Then she covered Halle's mouth in her arms and gently woke up the candy beans that were drooling when she was sleeping.

At this time, Kara also nodded to Death Hour, because the murderer appeared, as expected, the murderer was getting more and more crazy. Killing one person a day seemed not enough to satisfy his appetite. Just a few hours after the last murder, he had a case and was dragging his body into the house.

Of course, the sound suddenly stopped because he seemed to have noticed that the smell in the room had changed, it seemed to be less smelly and had a spicy smell.

He is a mentally ill person, but it doesn't mean hesitate if he suddenly finds these things.

But that's all. When he found that the pile of corpses in the front hall was still there, he tilted his head and thought for a while, then shrugged:

"Did I have hallucinations? Alas, it seems that I am old too."

The shadow said to himself, dragging the body at the door in. Similarly, this time the new victim died of excessive blood loss in the neck artery and was also dismantled and died with his eyes open.
Chapter completed!