Quick Wear: Cannon Fodder

Ye Zhiqiu watched the refugees retreat but did not relax her vigilance, fearing that someone would quietly return. The darkness before dawn was the most difficult to endure. If she had not had the space with her, she would have long since resisted the instinct of her biological clock and fallen asleep.

Just when she was yawning and felt more uncomfortable than having a cigarette craving, there was a slight noise from the backyard. Haha, seeing that they couldn't get in from the front yard, they wanted to attack from the back. She wanted to see who had a tougher life.

The ones who came back were some ruthless people among the refugees. They were unwilling to retreat. They relied on their brute force and the fact that they were outnumbered, and they didn't believe they couldn't deal with one person. They had already seen that there was only one archer in the yard, and no matter how powerful he was, he would fall asleep someday. They were waiting for that moment.

In order to attract all the enemies in the dark, Ye Zhiqiu pretended not to notice anything unusual in the backyard, but in fact he quietly took out the poison gas stored in the previous world from the space.

Seeing that Ye Zhiqiu was staring at the front yard, the refugees became bolder and their hand movements became bigger, making sounds that were hard to ignore.

"Who?"

Ye Zhiqiu shouted softly, but got no response, so she deliberately opened the door to check. Poison gas is not a good thing. If it pollutes the house, she will have to find another place to sleep. She doesn't want to waste the room she has chosen with great difficulty.

Now that they had all been discovered, the refugees stopped sneaking around and when the leader shouted "Go", everyone rushed forward with their weapons in hand.

They were not stupid, they knew they could not dodge the arrows, so they removed a door panel to block them. With the door panel protecting their vital parts, as long as they survived, they would definitely win when everyone got close to them, outnumbering them by one.

Ye Zhiqiu also saw the door panel. Fortunately, she was prepared and did not rely entirely on the crossbow in her hand. Arrows are only suitable for long-range attacks. If she had practiced martial arts well, she would not be afraid of a few strong counterattacks. Unfortunately, this identity is too poor.

Fortunately, there was poison gas. These people could only be blamed for seeking death. If they left honestly, perhaps they could be spared. But if they insisted on going to death, she would naturally help them.

The poison gas had been released without anyone noticing, and after about a cup of tea, the refugees gradually realized that something was wrong.

Refugee A felt uncomfortable in his chest: "Do you feel something is wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Refugee B asked subconsciously.

"It's too quiet, I'm scared." Migrant Ding is the smallest and the least courageous.

Refugee C looked down on his timid companions: "What are you afraid of? There are so many of us, what are we afraid of?" He was not afraid. If he was really scared, he would just quit. One less person was a good thing, and others could get more things.

The refugee Ding made an excuse for his cowardice: "No, I mean why didn't that man shoot arrows? He had already spotted us, so why didn't he make any move?"

"Why don't you care why he did that? It's better not to shoot arrows. When we get close to him, we'll kill him with a knife, and then see if there's anything good in the house." Refugee B had already made up his mind. After killing the man, he would not care about anything else. He would grab the crossbow first. If he had a weapon in his hand, he could also compete to be the leader of the refugee team.

Refugee A felt more and more uncomfortable in his chest, and there was a strange stench. He also felt a little dizzy. Hearing the others talking further and further away, he couldn't help but ask, "Do you feel uncomfortable? Do you smell a bad odor?"

Refugee B sniffed hard and indeed there was a foul odor, but he didn't take it seriously: "Hahaha, are you stupid? It's normal to have a bad smell. We haven't taken a shower for a long time."

Migrant A shook his head: "No, it's definitely not the smell of not taking a shower. You smell it again." After saying that, he took the lead and took a deep breath, which made him feel even more dizzy.

"I feel a little dizzy, are you guys feeling dizzy?"

The refugee Ding was the first to respond: "I feel a little dizzy, too." He was the weakest and had been feeling unwell for a while, but he didn't dare to speak out because he was afraid that everyone would laugh at him for his poor health. He only dared to speak out until someone took the lead.

When the other refugees heard what the two said, they also felt something was wrong. They seemed to be feeling a little uncomfortable, with either chest tightness, dizziness, or shortness of breath.

"Oh, I can't do it anymore." Someone shouted that he had no strength left and wanted to throw down the door panel in his hand.

"do not move."

"Without a door panel, how can we dodge arrows if they come?"

"Then I feel dizzy, what should I do?"

"I feel dizzy too."

Some people thought that this courtyard was a bit weird. It was so hot and there was no cold, so why were so many people feeling unwell? Maybe the owner of the courtyard did something wrong. Forget it, life is more important than money. If you can't get money here, you can go elsewhere to rob money. So they shouted: "I don't care, I quit, I'm leaving first."

Some people wanted to leave, but Ye Zhiqiu disagreed. She had put on a gas mask when the poison gas was released, and it was almost time. Although there were many people present, they certainly didn't have much fighting power left.

As expected, after inhaling too much poison gas, no one was her match. She knocked down the man who was about to leave in two moves, and more people fell without her having to do anything. None of these people were good, and it would be too easy for them to be killed with a simple knife.

She took a knife and cut the tendons of everyone's right feet and left hands. After becoming crippled, their fighting power was greatly reduced and they were unable to harm anyone anymore. It was a good opportunity to utilize their waste materials and let them farm.

She also came up with this idea temporarily. She didn't plan to flee the famine, but she needed food and drink. Although the space had everything, it wouldn't work if there was no obvious source. As for whether these people were willing or not, it was not within her consideration. If they were not willing, they would die.

After daybreak, before the refugees had time to feel bad about their injuries, they heard Ye Zhiqiu's decision. No one wanted to stay and farm the land, but no one dared to leave.

Nonsense, the female bandits have fed them poison, who dares to leave. Between living and farming, everyone's choice is still very clear. A group of people regretted it. If they had known it would be like this, they would not have returned to rob. Follow everyone, maybe they can also rob money and property in other places.

Haha, how could Ye Zhiqiu let go of the other refugees? She just let their heads live in her body temporarily. All of these refugees participated in killing the original owner. How could the original owner be satisfied if they didn't die?

While the refugees were still there, she quietly followed the team and killed anyone she saw standing alone. In just half a day, the team had lost several people.

In a team of more than 100 people, a few missing people would not cause any trouble, but at night some people still noticed something was wrong. The people who usually surrounded them were gone, and they were not worried about the others' lives, but they were worried that they would be in danger too.

They were just a temporary team, and they didn't have a deep bond. If they were in danger, others would definitely not risk saving them. In the night, the refugees were filled with a sense of terror. No one said it out loud, but they subconsciously reduced the chances of acting alone, and even insisted on going in pairs when peeing.