Before the group is overthrown, the power of any tiny individual should not be ignored.
The first to come out were the elderly, followed by weak and tired women, middle-aged men with slightly bald heads, all kinds of people from all walks of life...
They lined up and stepped onto the bridge that represented death.
A woman with a pale face, heavy makeup, a huge sun hat and a small sachet in her hand also followed behind and tried to go out, but when she reached the edge, she was pulled back by an old lady.
"Girl," the old lady said, "You are still so young, why are you being so foolish? Go back."
While she asked people to go back, she quickly stood in front of the woman and took her place.
This kind of "queue-jumping" behavior will never cause people to dislike it, because they all know very well... where the team is going.
The woman was slightly dazed. She raised her head slightly, revealing her smooth and powdered chin. She still looked arrogant like a white swan. She seemed to be about to say something, but the lady turned around and smiled at her in a flattering way, "Let me go."
"I don't have many years left to live, but you are different. You are young and pretty, so you should..."
"I don't have many years left to live." The woman interrupted her, "I have a genetic disease, colon cancer, and my condition is not good."
If you look closely, you will find that her face underneath the thick layer of foundation does not actually look that good, and she can only use makeup to conceal it.
The old lady was stunned and said with regret, "How could that be? If you go get proper treatment, you will definitely be able to..."
Her hand was held tightly. The woman patted her twice, as if to comfort her silently.
"That's it," she said. "If they can go, why can't I?"
She also wanted to put a perfect end to this life that was full of hardships, neither brilliant nor happy, before she died.
Just for yourself, do what you want.
Amid whispers, countless people took the initiative to walk out of their safe shelters. This cage that imprisoned them in another form now seemed as fragile as paper.
Some people raised their heads slightly and talked to the void - they guessed that the outsider who had spoken to them before should be able to hear their voices at this moment.
"We're going out." The person who spoke was quite embarrassed. He spoke of such a feat in a bland manner, as if it was not a big deal, without any ups and downs in the story, but he immediately said, "You ask that Yuan, Yuan Yuxue... to come back."
"Let him come back, no need to sacrifice him."
He said stubbornly, "We made our choice."
Across the water mirror, they looked at each other from a distance. The leader, who roughly broke a cigarette, looked at them and suddenly felt a little... speechless.
Yuan Yuxue’s choice might be correct. At least these NPCs seem to have more conscience and humanity than them.
The current situation seemed to be beyond his ability to understand, so much so that he frowned and breathed twice very hard, making heavy gasping sounds, but his eyes remained motionless.
Yuan Yuxue is a weird person.
There were only two options: sacrifice these NPCs to feed the monsters and end the dungeon, or delay and wait for the monsters to evolve repeatedly before destroying the shelter and killing them before leaving. However, he was unwilling to choose either and chose to take a path that had never been explored before.