Opening the wooden door of the grocery store, Wang Ye stood at the door, startled for a moment.
The originally empty small square table in front of the hall was filled with four people.
Sitting at the head of the table was the middle-aged man wearing a white robe during the day.
The other three are a big man with a black face, a middle-aged man in a black robe, and a woman in a red wedding robe.
As Wang Ye came in, the four people's eyes instantly focused on him.
Fortunately, the four of them did not radiate pressure this time, otherwise Wang Ye might not even be able to get in.
With vigilance in his eyes, Wang Ye walked slowly into the shop with the iron gate on his back and his backpack in his hand.
The wooden door automatically closes without any wind.
Wang Ye was somewhat accustomed to this kind of door closing.
Under the gaze of the four people, Wang Ye walked around the wooden table and walked slowly to the front of the counter.
At some point, the lock on the door deep behind the counter opened. As Wang Ye moved forward, an old, dry sound came from the door.
The door...opened.
An old man walked to the counter tremblingly on a cane. Just like the clerks in other stores, his body was stiff and his eyes were empty, looking at Wang Ye faintly.
Looking closer, the old man's exposed skin was full of blue corpse spots.
Leaning his back against the wall, Wang Ye took out a simple bronze box from his backpack, placed it gently on the counter, and then rushed outside at an extremely fast speed.
Almost at the same time, the expressions of the four people on the wooden table became strange.
The door and windows were closed, but a gust of wind blew in the shop. Wang Ye paused and found it difficult to take a step forward.
The old man threw away his crutch, picked up the bronze box religiously, and walked towards the wooden door deep behind the counter.
With every step he took, the old man's body withered a little. When he reached the door, there was almost no flesh and blood on his body, leaving only a layer of skin covering the bones.
The old man stopped at the door and turned to look at Wang Ye. The eyeballs on his skinny head fell to the ground and kept rolling.
With deep eyes, he stared at Wang Ye who stopped in the strong wind for a few seconds before the old man stepped through the door.
The wooden door slowly closed, and inside the shop, the wind...
Gradually dissipate.
The four people sitting in front of the wooden table mysteriously disappeared.
It seemed that everything had returned to calm.
Wang Ye tightened the iron door tightly on his back and took two tentative steps with ease.
No supernatural events occurred.
With his eyes flickering slightly, Wang Ye pressed hard on his feet and rushed to the door in an instant, opened the door and walked out.
As Wang Ye left, the door of No. 7 grocery store was closed again.
On the broken plaque, the words 'Grocery Store No. 7' gradually disappeared and became blank.
"Is this mission easier than expected?"
Muttering to himself, Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe he was a little too careful this time.
After loosening the hemp rope on his shoulders, placing the iron door on the ground, and moving his body slightly, Wang Ye left this dark alley.
There are far fewer scavengers on the streets.
Most shops have also begun to close.
This is also the rule of the Scavenger City. There is a curfew after twelve o'clock at night.
I looked at the time and saw that it was only 11:10. The remaining 50 minutes were enough for me to leave here.
Thinking about it, Wang Ye felt a little excited.
This is probably the best mission to complete since the advent of the post office.
After thinking, Wang Ye came to the city gate.
Those ruthless bandits were still leaning against the city wall, silently waiting for every scavenger who arrived.
When Wang Ye came out, the gangsters just raised their eyelids slightly, then withdrew their gaze, obviously losing interest.
Ignoring the gangsters, Wang Ye returned to the mail truck and turned the key.
"When you get back, you can take a good shower."
Wang Ye stretched out comfortably and said softly.
But soon, as if he remembered something, Wang Ye froze his hands in the air and his expression became serious.
With his usual vigilant style, why was he so relaxed when leaving at the city gate?
And when did the gangsters look at people with such gentle eyes?
As for the mail truck...
The steering wheel originally felt like human skin, but now it feels the same as a normal vehicle.
No, none of this is normal.
Sitting on the mail car, Wang Ye closed his eyes fiercely and forced himself to calm down.
The surrounding noise gradually disappeared and the environment became quiet.
When Wang Ye opened his eyes again, he found that he had returned to 'Grocery Store No. 7' without knowing when.
On the counter, the box was gone.
He was sitting on the wooden chair in front of the hall. The four guys who were not sure whether they were humans or ghosts had indeed left.
The iron door had been released by himself at some point and was thrown to the ground.
According to my memory, I seemed to have thrown it away after I went out.
"Is it a hallucination?"
Have you been walking around the house as if you were sleepwalking?
Looking at his watch, the time had reached 11:40, and a drop of cold sweat flowed from Wang Ye's forehead.
I have been in this room for 40 minutes!
If it had been discovered later, after twelve o'clock, who knows how terrible things would have happened.
fine...
Wake up.
Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief, walked to the door of the grocery store, and opened the door for the second time.
Outside the door...
The scavengers have almost completely disappeared.
On the plaque of 'Grocery Store No. 7', the font slowly disappeared again and became blank.
Wang Ye looked around cautiously and sped up to rush out of the city.
Sure enough, when it was approaching twelve o'clock, even the figures of the gangsters had disappeared. They just had the courage to fight for their lives, rather than liking to die.
In Scavenger City, no one can survive a night outside the room.
The mail truck is parked not far away.
Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the mail truck. Suddenly, looking at the ground, Wang Ye was stunned again.
The ground is as clean as new.
But how is it possible!
Just a few hours ago, he killed a gangster right where he stood now!
When the gangster used his body to feed the bronze statue, his blood stained the floor!
It is absolutely impossible for my memory to be wrong, and it is impossible for the blood on the floor to disappear completely in such a short period of time!
return...
Didn't you go out?
Wang Ye gritted his teeth and his expression became serious.
Double hallucination? ! !
This weird grocery store!
Wang Ye picked up the boning knife and swiped it across his palm. A cold feeling filled his body, and blood kept dripping on the ground.
His heart also calmed down again.
Everything around him became blurry like mist, a little illusory, as if it didn't exist, and became dark and deep, like an endless abyss.
In the darkness, a pair of huge eyes appeared in the void. Their eyes were cold and devoid of any human emotions. They looked at Wang Ye like gods looking down on all living beings.
After that...
The screen shattered and Wang Ye appeared in the grocery store again.
