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Chapter 320 I’m no longer a human being 8

Ning Chengyu woke up after a good sleep and found that Yue Mingqiu, whom he had almost forgotten, was popular again. Out of curiosity, he clicked in and took a few glances, then exited with a pale face in fear.

What frightened him was not the horrific image, but the identity of the deceased and the name of the publisher.

He panicked and wanted to go to the common group to find some comfort, but as soon as he entered, he saw the notice of joining the group.

Yue Mingqiu?Yue Mingqiu!

Is it real or is it just a prank made by people like them who are looking for fun on the Internet.

The others must have had their own thoughts, so no one spoke for a long time.

But eventually someone spoke up.

[Can you leave the group?Why can't I withdraw? ]

[Me too, I can’t quit! ]

[The software cannot be deleted! ]

Yue Mingqiu: [Only the deceased can withdraw from the group. ]

As soon as this account came out, the lively scene became deserted again.

Ning Chengyu was also startled by the sudden words.

Although the phone cannot be turned off, you can still choose not to look at it.

Ning Chengyu threw his phone aside in fear, so he didn't see the next sentence.

Yue Mingqiu: [Today I will kill one person in the group. If someone reveals the location of other people in the group, I will kill that person first. If not, I will randomly select him. ]

The response to this message was still silence.

No matter whether you believe it or not, no one wants to start this.

They all know the virtues of the people in the group. Once someone really does it, they will naturally be retaliated against and their points will be repaid.

Ning Chengyu covered his head with the quilt, thinking to himself, just go to sleep, wait until you wake up, maybe it's just a dream.

With this thought in mind, he actually fell asleep. When he woke up again, it was already dark.

"mom--"

His throat was dry and hoarse after not drinking water for a long time, like a duck whose throat was pinched.

My mother, who usually went home around this time, didn't respond to him this time.

Ning Chengyu got up irritably, wanting to pick up his phone and check the time.

But after his hand touched the casing of the phone, he hurriedly took it back. The previous incident still left a shadow in his heart.

He stood up in the dark and reached for the light switch.

But after pressing it for a few times, the headlight on top didn't respond at all.

"Gulu!" Ning Chengyu's stomach was already empty after not eating for a day.

"Mom - I'm hungry!" He shouted as he opened the door. The living room was also dark, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

There was a sound from the kitchen, and Ning Chengyu walked over in fear, quietly opening a crack to peek.

A thin figure was groping in the dark in the kitchen, chopping on the chopping board.

"Mom?" Ning Chengyu shouted uncertainly.

"Xiaoyu, don't worry. Mom still has to cook for a while. You can put the plate of meat on the bottom first."

The figure did not turn around and continued to repeat her actions mechanically, but her voice was exactly the same as Ning Chengyu's mother's.

As soon as he heard the familiar voice, most of the fear in Ning Chengyu's heart dissipated. He walked in, picked up the plate next to the figure, grabbed the meat inside and chewed it.

"Is there another power outage? When I woke up, the black cloth was so scary. I thought it was..."

Thinking of the next words, Ning Chengyu got stuck. The figure seemed to be interested and stopped what he was doing.

"What do you think?"

Ning Chengyu didn't want to mention that unlucky thing and skipped the topic, "Mom, I just called you, but you didn't agree. I thought you hadn't come back."

The figure didn't answer, and Ning Chengyu was not surprised. His mother always worked hard and talked very little.

"This shabby house keeps losing power. I told you to change it to a better one."

"Isn't it enough to just pay a down payment for a loan? Am I still worried that I won't have the money to pay back when I find a job?"

"Hey!" Ning Chengyu stopped. He had eaten all the meat on the plate, and he licked the remaining oil residue on his mouth.

"Is there any more? Get me some more, it's really delicious."

The figure stopped what he was doing, went to the pot and scooped some more out for him, "If it's delicious, eat more."

Ning Chengyu couldn't wait to stuff it into his mouth. He didn't know what kind of meat it was fried in. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, but a little cold. He couldn't believe how delicious this thing would be if it was freshly cooked.

The plate that had just been filled was completely destroyed after a while, and he handed it over.

"It's delicious, I want more!"

But this time he was rejected.

"No, what's left in the pot is fried and not tasty."

Ning Chengyu walked away from her, reached out and turned on the switch under the pot, and the flames instantly burst into flames.

"Then just blow it up more, it just costs more..."

The firelight allowed him to see clearly the fried things in the pot, including fingers, soles of feet, and various parts of the human body.

"Ah, as expected, places with less meat will get fried easily, but if you insist on eating it, Xiaoyu, I still have a good piece of meat."

Ning Chengyu lowered his head, not daring to look at what was talking.

The thing stopped pretending after it was fired, and its speaking voice gradually returned to its own voice.

He stared at his toes, his body couldn't stop shaking and swaying, and he wanted to rush out immediately, but his legs had long since given up.

When I think of what's in the pot, my stomach that has just been filled with food can't stop churning.

"Crack! Kick!"

The sound of something crispy being pinched.

A bombed-out face was presented to him, and the mouth was still opening and closing to speak.

"Xiaoyu, come and eat it. It's guaranteed to taste better than other parts of the meat."

Ning Chengyu thought of the pictures he saw on his phone in the morning. One of them was a woman burying her head in a frying pan. If she raised her head, it would be the same face...

"Ahh... vomit!" He wanted to scream, but when he opened his mouth and smelled the smell of oil that had just whetted his appetite, he couldn't help but vomit.

"Oh, don't dirty my pot!"

The thing said in a panic, and quickly helped him up.

Ning Chengyu was helped upright, and he was caught off guard and saw what the thing looked like.

The flesh and blood hanging casually on the body and the white bones still have many marks of knife cuts, and where the face used to be there is only a blur of flesh and blood.

Those fried eyes looked at him maliciously.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, why did you pee because you were so scared? It won't taste good if the meat is coquettish."

When Ning Chengyu's legs gave out and he fell down, he saw a fluttering red skirt at the door of the kitchen from the corner of his eye.

"I'm here to find you."

"Aaaaaaaaaa!!!"

The mobile phone placed on the bedside was blinking and messages kept popping up. A pair of hands still dripping with fresh blood picked up the mobile phone.

The newly created group is constantly posting @宁成宇.

[@Ning Caichen couldn’t really be killed, right? You didn’t respond. ]

His fingers paused, and then he typed a line of words on the keyboard.

Ning Caichen: [I'm still here. I went to bed before and didn't look at my phone. ]