He must be very hungry, and a large bowl of rice was eaten clean, and he kept holding an empty bowl and licking it hard. Although there was no oil in the bowl, it was already very clean.

"Take the bowl over and I'll add some more to you."

A woman opposite the railing spoke, and the man with a greedy face hurriedly handed over the empty bowl. He stretched his neck and watched the woman fill his bowl with rice, and scoop out two spoons of fermented black beans from the bottle as usual. Song Caixia noticed that the kind of cooking pot was very large and had several bites. Although several pots had been empty, the remaining part was enough for all the prisoners in the basement to eat.

"Who are you? Why are you here?"

"Don't the monsters upstairs eat people? Why didn't they touch you?"

"Is there any other way to this place? Can you escape?"

"That...what's your name?"

With Wang Xiang's bloody lesson in front of him, the prisoners' conversations were deliberately suppressed. The hot meals made people's spirits refreshed, their thinking became lively, and they began to consider more issues.

Some people fell into silence, some people kept gathering on the railings and chattering. They wanted to get help from the four women and get useful information. Unfortunately, no one of their wishes was fulfilled. The four women in the opposite room were like puppets, who only acted according to fixed rules and movements. None of them paid attention to them, took the empty bowls from the captives, put them in a large basin, and placed them in the corner of the side of the room.

Maybe it was annoyed by the question, or the basement in the dark was boring. A middle-aged woman with a slightly obese figure sat next to the railing, with a little obvious arrogance and a coldness that she didn't know why, and slowly chatted with the prisoners who were eager to know the situation here.

That’s right, it’s just chatting. Song Caixia has a very clear understanding of this.

"You guys should be very sad when you are outside, right?"

"It's better to stay here than you are outside. At least you don't have to worry about food. Those monsters will send food regularly. But they are difficult to understand our requirements. Sometimes they will send fresh vegetables, sometimes they just hay and leaves... There's no way, they are not humans after all."

"If you want to eat, eat more! Anyway, we have nothing to do here. Apart from cooking, we still cook. Speaking of which, you are the sixth group of people."

The fat woman's words are a bit confusing, making people confused. If it were in a peaceful era, people would probably only regard her as a crazy and self-talking idiot. But now, these words from her mouth obviously have special meanings that people have never thought of, and remind people of more.

"What did you say? These rice and vegetables were sent by the monsters upstairs?"

"Why didn't those monsters eat you? Could it be... because you are women?"

"Are there anyone else here except us?"

The captives gathered in front of the railings and asked their own questions. This made the fat woman feel extremely superior. She became overjoyed, with a smile on her face and more words.

"I cook here. Of course people have to eat when they are alive. In fact, it's good to stay here, unlike outside, who always have to go hungry."

"I will arrange what you eat in the future. In short, you will eat whatever I cook. There are rice, steamed buns, and vegetables, but there is no meat."

"My surname is Wang, so I call me Sister Wang."

Song Caixia held her knees with her hands, curled up in the corner of the basement, quietly listening to the fat woman and the prisoners whispering there, without interrupting.

It is said that the bystander is Qing, and so is Song Caixia. From these seemingly ordinary conversations, she has analyzed a lot of important information.

The evil corpse seemed to have no intention of letting the prisoners be locked in the dungeon and starved to death. There is no doubt that the four women in the room opposite were separated by metal railings, acting as cooks. The evil corpse would definitely not do things like cooking. Song Caixia knew this very clearly. It was not a basisless guess, but she came from Kunming City and saw bloody scenes of the evil corpse eating many times. They feed on humans and like fresh flesh and blood, but did not evolve into the habit of barbecuing meat with strong fire and eating cooked meat.

In the evolution of human beings, there is a very critical word——aquaculture.

Song Caixia didn't know whether the evil corpses had the concept of "breeding". However, from the current situation, the evil corpses obviously had the basic concept of "raising excess prey in a trap". Their dinner today has confirmed this. The evil corpses did not attack the living prisoners, and they ate the dead prey.

This is good news and bad news.

The good news goes without saying that of course it is that you can live a few more days. There are many prisoners locked in the basement. Calculated by the amount of dinner eaten by these evil corpses today, including Song Caixia, these people should be able to maintain consumption for about three days. This means that everyone has a 30% chance of it being the last day.

This probability is not fixed.

With the light coming from the top of the stairs, Song Caixia carefully observed the environment in the basement. She found some dry feces in the corner of the room, which looked like human waste. There were several vents there, fresh air and airflow pouring in from the outside, exchanging with the turbid gas inside the room, and also taking away the disgusting stench. Especially on the wall opposite, the dark yellow urine stains were so obvious. If it weren't for being located right below the ventilation duct, I'm afraid the strong feces smell in the basement would suffocate everyone on the spot.

Obviously, these prisoners were not the first tenants in the basement. Many people had been imprisoned here. As for their ending and fate... Song Caixia remembered the human skulls that were inserted into the green belts on both sides of the road and the tops of the wooden poles were dried and black.

"Cook" should be a profession with a high safety factor. If you can enter the opposite room separated by a metal railing, it means that your survival time will be greatly improved. From the ongoing conversation between the fat woman and the prisoner, Song Caixia has clearly analyzed the interests. The evil corpses have strong hunting ability, and they can bring back many prisoners every time they go out. The evil corpses obviously inherited their special hobbies for fresh flesh and blood from the zombie period. They must ensure that the captured prey remains healthy before eating. Therefore, rations must be provided to human prisoners in the basement.

Let all prisoners cook, this kind of thing is not realistic and is full of too many variables. The evil corpses have learned to use fire. They should understand the role of "fire" and know that "fire" can be used as weapons. Therefore, the evil corpses have selected several women from the prisoners to serve as chefs.

Compared with men, women are not that strong, weaker and easier to control.

The further he thought about it, the more chilled Song Caixia felt.

She was frightened to find that the level of intelligence of the ferocious corpse had evolved to a very high level.

Although tigers and lions surpass humans in force, they cannot pose a threat to humans. The reason is that they are stupid and only have the most basic survival thinking.

If you continue at this speed, it won’t take long to get the intelligence of the evil corpse the same as that of humans, or even higher.

Song Caixia shrank alone in the corner and shivered, but a group of prisoners surrounded the metal railing, listening to the fat woman on the opposite side braces, and bragging with her eyes full of foam.

She does have the capital of pride. A woman who has lived in the monster's nest for a long time and does not have to worry about food is amazing. If it were a peaceful era, this would be a young and handsome guy who was active and jumped on the film and television screens. She had a large number of brainless fans who were so excited that they would cry and cry to commit suicide just by hearing their names.

It's late at night.

This is completely a established thinking caused by physical fatigue. You cannot see the sky in the basement, nor can you judge the time. People only know that they are tired and need to rest. Therefore, there are inaccurate vague concepts.

Song Caixia also fell asleep.

She is too tired.

The light gradually penetrated from the entrance of the stairs. It was very gentle, with a process from weak to strong. Song Caixia was sleeping just below the stairs. She was shining on her face by this rare ray of light and woke up from her dream. She found that it was already dawn.

A big hand reached out from the side and touched Song Caixia's almost body. Turning her head, Song Caixia saw Wang Xiang's cold and hard face full of expectations and a bit threatening.

He slept next to Song Caixia.

Wang Xiang leaned his body sideways, pressed his left hand against Song Caixia's chest, raised his right hand, placed his index finger upright between his lips, and made a sound-blocking action.

This is how men are. After eating and drinking, they start to think about other things. Even in the nest of dangerous evil corpses, there will still be a passion for hormone control.

Song Caixia knows the needs of men. Although she has never experienced it, she knows what kind of behavior it is. There are too many ways to absorb knowledge, especially in bookstores in cities. You can find detailed color pictures of the internal structure of the human body in physiological and hygiene textbooks, and you can also see passionate descriptions in many love novels. Of course, its essence is actually a reciprocating stroke movement similar to the mechanical piston.

"Don't make any noise, just shut your mouth honestly. Otherwise, I will kill you!"

A ray of light cut Wang Xiang's face into two halves. The exposed part looks very anxious, and the facial muscles are as tight and excited as if they have been injected with a lot of adrenaline. The part shrouded in darkness is gloomy and cold, which reminds people of the snake with mucus on the surface of the body and with hand-pinching scales.

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