Being a Koi in a Survival Game

  Chapter 9 Sailing Carnival 9

"Actually, it's not bad for you to choose to hide." Master Fu held the knife in one hand, and gently wiped the blade with a rag in the other hand, his voice was light, "But don't you think that killing the infected is the best way to kill the infected people?" Is there a good solution?"

   Fu Anan paused and looked at him in surprise.

  Only those who have experienced it personally know how difficult it is to kill a group of people who have been together day and night, at least she was not allowed to do so in more than ten years of education.

   Even if these people pose potential danger.

  Fu Anan re-examined the master chef, this is not like what a chef would say if he stayed in the kitchen honestly and cooked delicious pan-fried salmon.

  This extremely good-looking Master Fu...It's better to be less social.

  Fu Anan pushed the dining car back to the room and locked the door. She also deliberately added an extra iron net and foam at the door. She didn't know why she did this, but she felt that it was safer.

  —

  Ninth day of sailing survival, passed safely.

  Sailing Survival Day 10

  Fu Anan lay on the cat's eye and watched the situation outside as usual. Sometimes Aunt Li and the captain would knock on the door to ask if she was okay.

  Fu Anan, who is used to staying at home, said that it was okay. If she could, she could stay in the room for the remaining 20 days.

  —

   In another room

  Two players who are also novice players are discussing.

   "Another one is infected." One of the yellow-haired boys closed the room door and said,

   "Otherwise, let's stay on the deck according to the previous plan. If something happens at that time, we will seal the door connecting the ship."

   "Okay." The man with glasses next to him nodded, "The other players are hiding, and they don't want to show their faces until now. Let's go up by ourselves, don't worry about what they do."

  The two hit it off.

  The dark clouds in the sky are dense

   Another day that is about to rain.

   The two walked together through rows of containers, which were so close together that almost only one person was allowed to pass.

   "Damn, this container really stinks!" The yellow-haired boy said, holding his nose, "What is it in here?"

   "Maybe the food is rotten." The man with glasses looked around, "Don't worry about it, just find the supply container we found earlier."

  The most important reason why they dared to go on deck with a backpack was because they found a container full of various supplies. There was food and water in the container, enough for them to last for the remaining twenty days.

   "Here it is." The yellow-haired boy pointed to the serial number on the container.

   The two of them took out their tools and began to undo the plastic seal on it.

  Prick—

   A harsh and unpleasant voice came out.

  The man in glasses stopped what he was doing, "Is there something inside?"

   "No way." The yellow-haired boy was taken aback, "Didn't it be fine when we came to investigate?"

  Just after noon, the sky is getting darker and darker.

  Dark clouds piled up and pressed down, and lightning was looming in the clouds, followed by a huge thunder, and scattered raindrops as big as beans began to fall.

  Heavy rain is coming.

   "Let me do it." The yellow-haired boy took the lockpicking tool from the man with glasses, and opened the thing in two or three strokes.

"Roar!"

  There was actually someone inside, who rushed out like crazy, threw the blond-haired boy down and gnawed on his face.

"ah!"

  The yellow-haired boy screamed.

  Seeing this, the man with glasses kicked away the crazy person above, and dragged the blond-haired boy to run back.

   They shipped the wrong container!