Turning off the phone, Xining continued to watch the live broadcast on the computer: "Wild bobtails range from 1-6 per litter, generally 2-4. Only one is especially cherished, and he is unlucky. Look at how merciful I am, not tigers, lions, cheetahs, these felines, but cats. ”

The Grim Reaper exposed her at once: "That's because you don't want him to really be killed." ”

"Meow~" Porridge also expressed his approval.

Xining glared at the porridge, what kind of fun, is he fat?

He retorted: "That's not because I'm merciful. ”

Both Death and Porridge looked at the computer, stopped talking, and their expressions were ...... Hehe! As long as you're happy.

She pouted, really, isn't it right to be merciful to God? She is really a good god, and she doesn't want to torture people on purpose.

Mo Ming: "I support your kindness." ”

Xining ......

The world is spinning, and G can only hold his head hard to keep his head from hurting.

Finally came to a place where the terrain was stable and stopped.

I fell dizzy, it took me a long time, and I struggled to get up. Looking back, the big cat was gone, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Luckily, I didn't hit a tree or anything, and the leaves on the ground were thick, but I could rub some skin. At this time, the flesh injury is nothing, as long as there is no fracture or anything, it is considered a great luck.

Cats are abused and killed casually, just such a cat, who abused and killed whom?

The shirt, which was originally clean, was not only dirty, but also torn. But he felt that it was not miserable enough, and in order to win more sympathy from the residents of the mountain, he pulled a branch as a crutch and walked towards the village.

When he was about to arrive, he deliberately limped away, but as he walked, he felt that something was not quite right. The houses here are dilapidated and old, and almost half of the glass windows are broken.

He shouted, "Anyone?" Hey, anyone......"

As he shouted and walked, he looked at the houses on both sides expectantly, but all he could answer was echoes and unknown bird calls.

Finally, in a hurry, he kicked open the door of a room that looked relatively good with his "injured lameness" and walked in.

There was furniture in the house, but the wooden furniture was covered with a thick layer of dust. It seems that no one has lived in it for a while.

G ran around the village, walking into every house, which was invariably empty. Finally, on the floor of a house, I saw a piece of paper.

When I picked it up, it was a notice that the village was originally where the families of the logging factory lived, and now the state wants to establish a wildlife sanctuary, and the logging factory has been closed. Loggers and their families who live here can stay or move to a town more than a hundred kilometres away, where there are more employment opportunities, or take compensation to develop elsewhere.

Because of the long distance, the bulky furniture was abandoned and placed here.

G stands at the exit of an abandoned village, where there is a gravel road that leads to the outside world. At this time, the road has grown grass, but it can still be vaguely discerned, and in another year, when the road is overgrown with grass, the road will not be visible.

Houses are slowly attacked and eroded by nature, and eventually become part of nature.

If you follow this road, you can walk for two or three days, and you will be in the town. But there is a possibility of encountering wild beasts on the road, and there is a high probability that there is no house on the road where you can spend the night, so you need to camp in the wilderness and sleep in the open.

This is the "good place" for him to abuse and kill cats at will?

It's no different from the island, where at least four swarthy and stout locals watch over him and serve him. Clothes were washed, food was burned. There are electric engines on the island, and you can watch the old videotapes. There were billiards in the villa and a room full of books.

And here, there is no one but him. It took him a year of life to get it!

Facing the sky, G was so angry that he cursed loudly.

Xining, who was sitting in front of the computer, turned off her voice directly, as a customer who was still in the effective period of the contract, she wanted to embody the elegance that a literate god should have.

Tired of scolding, G can only calm down and think about what to do next.

After weighing the pros and cons, G decided to stay here for now. Let's not talk about whether that strange woman will come over in a month, just from the perspective of survival, they all need to support themselves. At least there are houses here to keep out the wind and rain, and to close the doors to hide from wild beasts. When you learn to survive here, you will be able to get out of the mountains.

So G began to look everywhere for something that could be used, and found a leftover axe on the edge of the yard of a house.

Because it is inserted in the stump, after pulling it out, the blade of the axe is still in good condition and there is no rust.

On the one hand, it is not very convenient to transport things out here, and on the other hand, the compensation may be quite high, so a lot of things are thrown here. Mattresses, sheets, even quilts, clothes and shoes. There was even leftover firewood in most of the yards, which was enough to collect for ten days and half a month. The only thing that doesn't have is food!

G's stomach was grumbling with hunger, but fortunately, the villagers who had left did not only rely on logging, but also planted some crops in front of and behind their yards.

I found an iron fence, dug through the soil, and picked up potatoes.

Every house has a well, extraction-type. There is no gas and gas, wood is burned. Some of them left simple lighters at home, and even left a small half bag of salt.

Lighting a firewood fire, put the washed potatoes in a pot and boil. When cooked, with a little salt, peel the potatoes and eat them.

After eating, it was almost dark. I didn't dare to light the candles, so I found some birthday candles, and I might need them in the evening, and I would have to stay in this place for a month.

I found a relatively clean bed with a little neat things early, covered it with a musty quilt, and went to bed early.

In Xining, another country, I also plan to sleep. Before she went upstairs, she told the Grim Reaper, who was still sitting in front of the computer: "Don't forget to turn off the computer before going to bed." ”

"yes, got it." The Grim Reaper looks like he's going to stay up late again.

There is a real-time dynamic of the Protoss on the computer, and all kinds of prayers and emergencies will be sent out on a rolling basis. The Grim Reaper took advantage of this resource and sometimes went out at night.

The computer is constantly on day and night, and it will be scrapped early. When money is mentioned, it is "I am poor and have no money".

The Grim Reaper has changed his career to be a poor god, who thinks that being under the roof of death is a very stylish, even romantic thing?

So she reminded again: "If it's okay, go to bed early, don't stay up late." ”

Death turned his head and looked at her.

The corners of her mouth tugged: "I don't mean anything else, staying up late consumes faith power, don't run out and have no money to pay the electricity bill, and ask me to pay in advance." ”

Now the expenses of water, electricity, property and other expenses next door are all taken care of by the Grim Reaper. Hades also did this to motivate the Grim Reaper to take care of his own profits and losses and find more business.

"Got it." The Grim Reaper said calmly: "Can you not talk about money, talking about money hurts feelings." ”

I'm going, you're a Grim Reaper to talk about feelings? Rubbing rice every day, not paying a penny for food, really have money to talk about feelings, and no money to hurt feelings. I really want to roar and give money for food!