global collapse

And the usefulness of these tools is also obvious.

Large handmade products made of these tools floated on the rooftop not far away.

There are racks made up of several iron rods there, some like clothes drying rods used to dry quilts at the bottom of the dormitory building.

But what was hanging on the clothespin in front of me was not a quilt, but a huge transparent vacuum bag. Gu Mian often saw such packaging bags in supermarkets, and the bags were usually filled with food such as air-dried chicken.

The vacuum bags in front of you are much larger than those in supermarkets, so big that they can put a person in.

Of course, vacuum bags of this size are not used to hold air-dried chickens.

The transparent tape that was pumped out of the air contained something else.

The wind often blows on the rooftop.

The vacuum bag clamped on the clothespin rod swayed with the blowing wind, and the people inside also swayed with the bag.

Perhaps because there is no moisture, the low wind can make them sway violently.

It was like a layer of curtains, and a whole row of vacuum bags wrapped around the lower-class people swayed in the wind.

The people in the bag were either curled up or stretched, and their torso was wrapped with shrinking skin. The people in the bag had been seriously deformed, but Gu Mian could see that they were not leaving peacefully.

"This is all our works," Mike's voice came from the side. "In order to make them look fresher, we put them in while they are alive, put them in and then drain the air. Of course, we left a tube, one end in their mouths and the other end outside, so that they could breathe even in the bag, until they were dead and then pulled out the tube. Naturally, death can make our works look better."

He said as he looked at the person in front of him.

This gameplay is inspired by Mike from vacuum food. He only thought of it recently. Put the lower-waiters in vacuum bags and dry them. His friends also like this game very much and will also enthusiastically observe the changes of "Waiting for Vacuum".

They will compete with each other who made the vacuum and the like more perfect and better looking.

There are many vacuum bags containing inferior people hanging on the rooftop, so every time a new inferior person is brought up to see these, he will be so scared that he trembled all over and dared not speak.

Mike enjoyed their terrified expressions.

He also wanted to see the newcomer's look in horror.

But unexpectedly, the other party not only did not show the expression he wanted to see, but also nodded in agreement after hearing his words.

It is indeed better to starve to death than to suffocate, because when he was starving, he no longer had the strength to show a hideous expression of "I don't want to die yet", and Gu Mian thought seriously.

Mike looked at Gu Mian's face that expressed his approval and was completely silent.

While waiting for Gu Mian to pee his pants, the others were silent when they saw his ghost expression.

What happened to this person? Not afraid at all?

Finally, one of the children became impatient and seemed to no longer hold the idea of ​​"I want to expose your hypocritical and strong face to see you are scared to death."

He stared at him and shouted fiercely: "This man didn't mean anything to kill him, let's find someone."

Gu Mian was shocked, how could every child speak like this?

But now even if these kids want to play games in another person, it is impossible.

It’s not that Gu Mian refused to let him go, but that the carnival below has begun. I guess no one can play with them anymore. You can still hear a little cheer below here.

Mike stared at Gu Mian while he was irritated and felt that his face became more and more familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

Just as he was thinking, Gu Mian suddenly stood up and walked towards the gate.

Mike thought Gu Mian was about to escape, so he stood up and shouted, "What are you doing!"

Gu Mian walked very quickly and had already arrived at the door when the child was questioning him, but he did not escape. Instead, he bent down and picked up the chain outside the rooftop door, then took a step back and returned to the rooftop, closed the door, then took the chain and wrapped it tightly around the door handles on both sides, finally buckled the big lock and threw the key into his pocket.

Mike opened his eyes wide as he looked at his movements and repeated the words just now: "What are you doing!"

The other children also widened their eyes.

It was amazing that they saw such a maverick inferior person for the first time.

Gu Mian turned to look at them and said sincerely: "I gave up the opportunity to perform on stage and come here with you. Now you want to kick me away and find others. This is not possible!"

Mike: "?"

The mental state of the best people in this world is not normal, and the children are even more crazy. Now these children are beginning to doubt whether Gu Mian is a psychopath.

A boy sneered and said, "I'm sick, what do you want this and that."

As he said, he strode over and reached out to push Gu Mian hard towards the edge of the rooftop, as if he wanted to solve the problem quickly and find the next inferior person to play the game.

But Gu Mian didn't move at all. He reached out and poked the boy's forehead, poked the other party back two steps, and then showed a peaceful smile: "You are too weak, I can kick down ten of you with one kick."

It's really a rebellious thing!

Mike clenched his fists, what's going on with this inferior man? The inferior man he had seen was weak and powerless, and he was completely afraid to resist their orders, but today... this... was not afraid of them at all!

The boy who was poked by Gu Mian with his fingers took a few steps back and covered his forehead in disbelief: "You dare to poke me!"

The inferior people cannot touch the noble superiors without receiving the order, let alone the superiors poked with their fingers and retreated repeatedly.

He covered his head and stretched his feet forward to kick Gu Mian angrily, but the physical fitness of adults is not comparable to that of children, let alone Gu Mian's long legs.

The boy was kicked over by Gu Mian before he could reach the point of his anger and flew back several meters.

There are only children who can kick ten of them here, and there are no adults, so Gu Mian doesn't pretend anymore.

He held his guitar bag and looked at the stunned children around him: "Children, ask you something, and you don't have to be punished if you answer well."