Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

Luodan's cuisine made everyone obsessed with it. A strange red light gradually appeared in the eyes of those believers, as if their whole body and mind were immersed in the pot of broth.

Yang Xinxin was standing on Zhang Yi's left, and couldn't help but sigh when she saw this.

"what happened?"

Zhang Yi asked curiously.

Yang Xinxin said: "I have read history, and this scene reminds me of Yuan Chonghuan in the late Ming Dynasty."

"He was executed by slow slicing by Emperor Chongzhen for failing to defend the border. When he died, the common people rushed to buy his flesh and blood and stuffed it into their mouths to chew it alive."

"I was thinking, 'All history is modern history.' Seeing it with my own eyes made me realize how shocking it was."

Zhang Yi took a deep breath and did not comment further.

In troubled times, human life is worthless, it has always been like this.

After Luodan completed the sky burial of all the rebels, each of the tens of thousands of believers at the scene was given a bowl of meat.

They looked at the broth in their hands with cherishment and drank it greedily in big gulps.

After the rolling hot stream flowed into their throats, the sizzling feeling brought tears to their eyes.

In their hearts, they were grateful to the monks of Sangjia Temple, the funeral planner, and the four great chieftains.

Everyone's sense of awe became even stronger.

So after they finished drinking the soup, they prostrated themselves on the ground to express their gratitude to Sangga Monastery.

Only Zhang Yi and a few others silently isolated themselves from the outside air.

Because this enchanting taste is delicious to others, but makes them feel nauseous and want to vomit.

After the meat soup sharing session ended, Zhang Yi received a message from Liang Yue.

They have already left with their people.

Zhang Yi looked around and simply said to her, "Wait for my news."

After the ceremony was over, Deji called the heads of the three families over, apparently to hold a meeting to discuss what happened today.

Zhang Yi said to Paji Gesang, "We've seen the excitement. Next, we'll wait for the Demon Kingdom's gate to open. The weather is quite cold, so we'll go back."

The Chuan Zhao Dharma Assembly lasts for three days, and the various processes in between are extremely complicated.

Paji Gesang also holds a title in Tantric Buddhism, so he cannot leave.

He said, "Well, take care. Rest at home for the next few days. If you need anything, just let us know."

Zhang Yi nodded and immediately took his men away from Sangjia Temple.

Zhang Yi did not waste any time. After walking away for a distance, he directly opened the space and sent the others back to Paji's house.

"Just wait here for a while. I'll be back soon."

After Zhang Yi finished speaking to them, he immediately opened the dimensional door and traveled towards the direction given by Liang Yue.

……

At this time, Liang Yue and Mu Yan were in a camp of the rebels.

Here, they saw the miserable conditions of the rebels’ lives.

The living conditions here are no better than those in the chieftain's serf camp.

Everyone also needs to work to survive and contribute his or her own efforts.

The only difference is that here they can live like human beings and no one will whip them.

If they are injured, someone will treat them instead of slaughtering them like cattle and sheep.

As soon as Bam returned, he was welcomed by everyone.

The rebels surrounded Bam, with the most sincere admiration in their eyes.

As the second-in-command of the resistance, Bam is the savior of most people here.

As the Snow Eagle of Ipsilon, his every move can easily alarm the Undertaker, so most of the daily tasks are done by Bam and his men.

"Sister Bam, I'm so glad you're okay!"

Hot tears flowed from the eyes of several little girls. They rushed into Bam's arms, hugged her and cried.

Bam stroked their heads with a loving look on his face.

"Many comrades sacrificed their lives to save me."