After finishing the conversation with the landlord aunt, Xia Yi and Qiu Ruoyan came to the street again. They pretended to be interviewing and asked the pedestrians on the docking.

Qiu Ruoyan bought a microphone to highlight the professionalism of the two.

By three o'clock in the afternoon, the two had visited three streets and six communities, and did not hear anything abnormal.

Xia Yi tried to use the feature - lucky, but failed, which is a prohibited matter.

Give up and continue, the two returned to rent a house.

When they went upstairs, they met the landlord who went downstairs again.

"You are back." The landlord and aunt greeted the two of them warmly.

Xia Yi responded politely: "Well, aunt, where are you going?"

"My son originally said he would come back a week ago, but later he asked the company to tell him to go out for another trip. I went to their company to send him a telegram, and said I was dead and he would see if he would return!" The landlord said angrily.

The three waved goodbye, Xia Yi and Qiu Ruoyan returned to the sixth floor and closed the door.

Sitting on the sand, Xia Yi looked at Qiu Ruoyan: "What do you think?"

"There is nothing unusual. The fishery recession is due to economic changes and environmental changes. There is nothing strange about no mice on the island." Qiu Ruoyan shook her head.

"If you have to say that Yu Shao is abnormal, it is only Godzilla." Xia Yi joked.

"Then let's wait for death." Qiu Ruoyan smiled.

Xia Yi took out his cell phone and flipped through the news on the island. There was nothing worth caring about the news.

"Forget it, let's prepare according to the normal situation first." The two gave up on the investigation.

After dinner, the two returned to their respective rooms. Xia Yi used her cell phone to surf the Internet.

On the Internet, except for the news about people on the island, news in other regions disappeared. Xia Yi's QQ is the only friend Qiu Ruoyan, and other friends disappeared, and even the movies can't be watched.

In other words, the Internet has now become an island-only local area network.

Putting down your phone, Xia Yi was bored and flipping through the newly obtained memories.

Memory - Su Shan

The memories of the gangsters living in the slums are prominent in graffiti and swearing

Silently reciting ‘pigments’ can briefly turn memory into instinct

A memory that has no use at all, but can be used to make boring time.

Looking at the colorful life of the gangster, Xia Yi entered sleep.

In the morning, he woke up from his sleep.

There are still twenty-four hours left before the deadline for the island mission, and then the disaster will probably begin.

After walking out of the room, Xia Yi saw Qiu Ruoyan who was cooking noodles.

"I found a post." Qiu Ruoyan threw her phone to Xia Yi.

After picking up the phone, Xia Yi saw a familiar title.

Survival game imaginary

Looking down at the post, there are basically messages from players.

Damn, I actually collected all the money this time. I slept in an alley wrapped in cardboard for the whole night!

You are stupid, will you be rich by kidnapping your family?

The fool is on the upstairs. If you are caught by the police, go to the detention center and see what you do behind you

I sold my phone and could save money for about ten days. If the order does not collapse in more than ten days, I will be on the road of crime

The city where I work is still short of people, so I provide a small warehouse to live in. Do you want to come?

???We are here to survive, and you actually went to work?

Compared to this, who did you guess what copy this is?

Newbie upstairs? Stop thinking about it, even if they guess it, they won’t say it

...

After browsing it all over, I saw no useful news, Xia Yi returned the phone to Qiu Ruoyan.

The two of them ate the noodles and went to the city.

Since you can't guess what kind of world this is, make ordinary preparations.

The two bought ten boxes of bread, ten boxes of mineral water, and a box of canned food, which almost emptied the inventory of this small market.

One thousand dollars disappeared.

As she walked out of the city, Xia Yi's eyes swept across the counter where the clerk put small items, and a flash of inspiration in his mind.

He pointed to the back of the clerk and said, "Is that glue?"

The clerk found the glue that Xia Yi mentioned in the corner of the counter.

He replied: "It's old-fashioned glue. I took it out of the warehouse a few days ago and put it there. If you want the glue, I recommend this new style."

"Can I let me try that?" Xia Yi wanted this old-fashioned glue.

"I'm giving it to you." The clerk threw the bottle of glue to Xia Yi.

After taking the glue, Xia Yi tried to spray it, and there was no problem with the spray head.

"Please give me a lighter." Xia Yi said to the clerk.

After handing over the lighter, the clerk was curious about what Xia Yi wanted to do.

Xia Yi placed the lighter under the rubber nozzle and pressed the switch towards the open space.

call--

A ball of flame spewed out.

"I'll go!" the clerk was startled.

After releasing the switch, Xia Yi said to the clerk with satisfaction: "Is there any more? I want it all."

The clerk was amazed and moved the box of glue from under his feet.

He left himself a bottle, gave the rest to Xia Yi, and said excitedly: "I want to play with it too. It's so cool, just like a flamethrower."

"Be careful." After paying the bill, Xia Yi took twenty-two boxes of supplies and got into the taxi.

When they arrived downstairs of the rental house, the two took out their supplies and slowly moved them to the sixth floor.

"How do you know that glue can spit fire?" Qiu Ruoyan asked curiously.

"The memory of the gangster I drew before was just looking great, but it actually has no lethality. Unlike oil, the flames will not attach to the items being sprayed." Xia Yi replied.

"At least it looks scary." Qiu Ruoyan recalled the scene just now.

They kept going up and down, and the landlord aunt who heard the noise opened the door.

"What are you doing?" asked the landlord aunt.

"Some bread and mineral water, I use this to deal with it when I am not happy to cook." Xia Yi replied in a normal way, and opened up the topic, "Have your son contacted me?"

"No, I'm still replying to me, and I feel a little strange." The landlord aunt was a little worried, "It seems something happened."

Upon hearing this, Xia Yi and Qiu Ruoyan looked at each other, and they stared at the landlord aunt.

"What's wrong?" The landlord aunt was a little scared.

"Your son said he had come back recently but hadn't come back, and he didn't reply to the telegram?" Qiu Ruoyan asked.

"Well, the people from that company seemed to be hiding it." The landlord frowned, she felt something was strange.

She said again: "But I haven't heard of any shipwreck accidents recently. I should be suspicious."

"Have he said something he wouldn't encounter or say anything he wouldn't?" Xia Yi put the bread box aside and asked.

"No, there will be no signal when it is far away from the shore. It is impossible for the broken fishing boat to install IFI. We contacted us half a month ago." The landlord aunt shook her head.

"Let's go and ask you together now." Xia Yi suggested, "Maybe the company has hidden something, and he will fool you when he sees you, a woman."
Chapter completed!