"Wow, we don't know how we ended up here. I was walking and someone knocked me unconscious. When I woke up, I was here. Wow... I want to go home, I want to go home..."
"Wuwuwu... I want to go home too, I'm so scared, mother, I'm so scared wuwuwu..."
"Woo woo..."
One child started crying, and then the other children followed suit. Suddenly, the already dark little room became even more messy.
Haoer listened carefully and found that there were crying sounds from not only boys but also little girls. For a moment, his heart was moved and he thought to himself: Could it be that he encountered human traffickers
However, in the following time, he realized that he was wrong.
He didn't dare to release his powerful skills to shock those people, so he could only wait. However, he didn't expect that this wait would take several days.
The children locked up in this small dark room were about 30 people, ranging from six to ten years old. They had not seen the sun since they were captured, and had always been in darkness. No one came to care about them, let alone bring them food, or even a sip of water.
At first, everyone was still shouting that they wanted to go home, calling for their mothers and the like. However, as a few days passed, they were so hungry that they had no strength left. Being thirsty and hungry, the children didn't even want to move.
Hao'er had been sitting in the corner. He didn't dare to move because he didn't know if there was any strong man watching them. However, he secretly adjusted his breathing and calculated the time until he was caught.
After about three days, on this day, the door of the small dark room that had been closed was finally opened from the outside.
"Come out, it's time to eat." Someone outside shouted. When the children heard it, they gritted their teeth, stood up, and walked out holding on to the wall despite having no strength left.
When they got outside, they saw that it was a larger cell block. Small dark rooms like theirs were arranged in a circle around it. Children walked out of every room, but the expressions and conditions of the children coming out of different small dark rooms were somewhat different.
Because the light around was not very bright, but not dark either, it did not seem dazzling to those of them who had been accustomed to the darkness for a few days. Therefore, he saw that some of the children who came out of the small dark room had a brutal and bloodthirsty aura.
Although they were all young children, they were like little animals, wary of people and alert at all times. After leaving the small dark room, they quickly rushed to a plate with a dozen steamed buns in front of them and scrambled to eat the buns. For a while, they were pushing, hitting, biting, and roaring, making a mess.
He was shocked when he saw it, because even though each small dark room was divided into areas, each room was separated in this big cell, but there were about 20 to 30 children in each area, but there were only a dozen steamed buns.
Stealing became their only survival instinct.
Just as he was stunned, he saw that in the area outside the small dark room where he was, the dozen or so steamed buns in front had been snatched away. Some were stuffing them into their mouths, some were still fighting for them, and some were crying and shouting, "Give it to me, give it to me, give me a bite..."
The sourness and shock in his heart rushed up his throat. He swallowed, took a deep breath, turned his gaze away from everyone, and calmed his fluctuating heart.