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    Lin Mutao took the burger from Li Dengfeng's hand, peeled off the wrapper, smelled it, and said, "What kind of burger is this? Orleans drumstick or spicy drumstick burger?"

    Li Dengfeng was full of doubts, "Sister Tao, do you still care about this at this time?" hungry quickly. He had just eaten a takeaway before he came in the dungeon.

    Lin Mutao glanced at the food that everyone was holding in the cage, and whispered: "Look, some people drink whole milk, and some people eat fried chicken. What does this mean! Does it mean that our status is not very low?"

    Lin Mutao followed what Shi Shi said earlier, guessing that in this copy world, the status of human beings is the lowest. Zombies and animals are above them.

    But now it seems that humans can still eat fried chicken, drink milk, and eat spicy chicken drumsticks, then it can be said that the status of this world is that zombies are greater than humans than animals. As for whether there is a species with a higher status than zombies, it is still unknown.

    Lin Mutao couldn't believe the breeding level of those zombies, she said: "put this hamburger in the backpack first, let's eat the food brought by Shishi first. Wait for the last thing you don't eat, then eat it These."

      After eating, everyone still stayed in the farm doing nothing.

    In this world without mobile phones and brains, it seems that besides eating, sleeping. In the farm, there were only shrill voices, it should be that some anchors are still discussing how to escape. Lin Mutao leaned against the edge of the cage, her eyes wide open, unable to sleep.

    Suddenly, music played in the farm, a lullaby, gently dissipating everyone's fatigue. Those aborigines NPCs have long been lying on the ground and slamming their mouths, sleeping soundly, and all the snoring in the farm is one after another. If it is not said that this is a human farm, or that this is the most ordinary school Datongpu dormitory, Lin Mutao believes it.

    Shi Shi and Lin Mutao sat back to back, she looked at the dark ceiling and asked, "Xiao Tao, why do zombies play songs for us? Do pigs play lullabies?"

    Before Lin Mutao spoke, Li Dengfeng, who was half asleep behind him, said, "Well... scientifically raising pigs..."

    Shi Shi made a "cut" and didn't speak any more, but leaned against Lin Mutao's body to sink a little, and she should have slowly entered sleep.

    Lin Mutao knows that some pig farms in the real world do play music to the pigs to make them feel good and the meat quality is better. But - did the zombies really keep them as pigs?

    Lin Mutao thought of the aborigines in the No. 6 cage picked by the zombies today. They are not fat, they are medium stature, completely different from the big fat man who was picked this morning. Will such a thin "pig" also be selected?

    What is the standard for zombies to pick people?

    The lullaby has been played several times, making Lin Mutao, who was not sleepy, feel drowsy and confused a lot. Before closing her eyes, Lin Mutao still thought that tomorrow she must observe the characteristics of the people selected by the zombies...

    ***

    The next morning, Lin Mutao was awakened by the desire to go to the toilet.

    She opened her eyes, what caught her eye was an aboriginal man in the cage squatting directly in the corner, took off his pants and started to pull.

    Hey...Lin Mutao quickly turned her back, afraid of seeing something she shouldn't see. These aborigines have been kept in cages by zombies, and they seem to have really become shameless animals.

    At this time, Shi Shi also woke up and wanted to go to the toilet.

    Li Dengfeng scratched his head and asked hesitantly, "How about you two are in the corner and I will block you?"

    Shi Shi glared at him, then anxiously grabbed Lin Mutao's arm, wanting to cry without tears: "...What should I do? Xiaotao, I don't want to be right here..." His face flushed with shame.

    Lin Mutao looked around, there were a lot of female aborigines in the cage, wouldn't they be pulled in the cage every day?

    Lin Mutao patted Shishi's hand comfortingly and said, "How can a dignified beauty be suffocated by urine... Don't be afraid, I'll find a zombie and take us to the toilet!"

    After speaking, Lin Mutao stood up and stood directly at the door of the cage, grabbing the lock with her hand and knocking on the cage, making a "bang" sound of metal touching. "Are there any zombies? We're going to the toilet! We're going to be suffocated!"

    Lin Mutao's behavior provoked other anchors who wanted to go to the toilet to follow suit, and some anchors who didn't want to go to the toilet fished in troubled waters and wanted to take advantage of the urine to escape. Suddenly, the small farm was extraordinarily noisy. The banging and shouting made a headache.

    Before the zombies came over, an aborigines in Cage No. 3 knocked loudly on the ground and shouted impatiently: "What's the noise! ​​It's not time to go to the toilet yet!"

    It turns out that these aboriginal people can still talk... Immediately, the anchor asked: "When is the toilet time? Here... Is there a timetable?"

    The aborigines explained to the newcomers impatiently: "Eight o'clock in the morning is toilet time, twelve noon and six o'clock in the afternoon are meal times. Do you understand?"

    "Then... what if I want to go to the toilet at other times?"

    The aborigines glanced at the still spacious cage and said, "This place is not big enough for you?"

    “…”

    The voices of the aboriginal people and those anchors were not small, and Lin Mutao and Shi Shi were also heard at the other end of the room.

    Lin Mutao comforted: "It's okay... Xiaoshi, hold it for a while... It should be time to go out soon."

     Shi Shi nodded. Fortunately, the teacher usually likes to drag the class, so she can hold it for a while.

    Li Dengfeng said in a low voice: "Sister Tao, you said that these people can speak, and their limbs are healthy and have not lost the ability to work. Why don't you want to escape?"

    Lin Mutao thought for a while, then replied: "Two possibilities. First, the whole world is like this, their minds have long been like animals, accustomed to the current situation . The second possibility..."

    "That is, it may be more dangerous to escape than here..."

    The three were chatting, the time passed quickly, and it was eight o'clock.

    Music similar to the class bell rang throughout the farm, the gate of the farm was pushed open, and a dozen or two zombies walked in.

    They came to take everyone to the toilet, but I didn't expect the zombies to be very orderly, not like Lin Mutao thought to open the cage with the key, and everyone ran out in a hive.

    Instead each cage has two zombie divisions. Zombie No. 1 stood guard at the door of the cage and released a person in the cage, and then Zombie No. 2 put a thing shaped like an earphone on the head of the person who released it, and then recorded it on the notebook he was carrying.

    After recording, take off the headphones, and Zombie No. 1 will put heavy shackles on the person.

    Then the man just stood by, waiting for the rest of the cage to be released.

    Everyone, every cage does this.

    When it was Lin Mutao's turn, the zombie put the black "earphone" on her head, she could feel the tiny current on the earphone, but it didn't affect her body any impact. It's as tiny as static on a winter sweater.

    After a few seconds, Zombie Two took off the headphones on her head, and Zombie One put shackles on her legs.

    Zombie No. 2 stopped the pen in his hand and spoke some incomprehensible language to Zombie No. 1: ?#%?##

    Suddenly, Zombie No. 1 and Zombie No. 2's protruding eyes as large as eggs kept staring at her.

    Lin Mutao: ? ? ?

    Lin Mutao: What happened? Are zombies looking at me?

    But the brows of the two zombies frowned, looking at her as if they were very dissatisfied. Then Zombie No. 2 took out a piece of greasy fried chicken out of nowhere, put it in Lin Mutao's hand, and made her stand aside.

    Lin Mutao held the fried chicken in her hand, still confused. Zombies don't really like her, do they? So blatantly gave her food?

    But the next second, Lin Mutao saw that the two zombies had the same attitude towards Li Dengfeng, and stuffed Li Dengfeng with a piece of fried chicken.

    Lin Mutao: I give up the idea. I'm sure zombies don't have such a strong taste.

    Li Dengfeng grabbed the piece of fried chicken, also puzzled: "Sister Tao, what's going on? Do you want to eat it? I just didn't eat breakfast, I'm a little hungry..."

     Lin Mutao hadn't spoken yet, when a woman with messy hair standing beside her swallowed and said inarticulately, "I envy you... I'll give you something to eat…”

    Lin Mutao remembered that this woman was an aboriginal NPC in their cage.

    Lin Mutao looked at the fried chicken in her hand and asked, "What is up to the standard? Then if you want to eat it, you can make yourself not up to the standard, and you will have something to eat. ."

    The woman shook her head and said, "I don't know how to reach the standard or not... I always reach the standard..."

    Lin Mutao chatted with the woman again, and found that the woman didn't know anything. These statements about meeting the standards were told to her by the last group of people who entered the cage, and the woman remembered a few words after listening. As for that group of people... they were already caught and eaten by zombies...

    Lin Mutao gave the fried chicken in his hand to the woman as a thank you. Li Dengfeng imitated Lin Mutao and gave the fried chicken to another aboriginal. As soon as the two aborigines took the fried chicken, they devoured it in large gulps.

    Lin Mutao thought in her heart, according to this, the black earphones are used to detect whether human beings meet the standard. If they do not meet the standard, they will send all kinds of delicious food.

    It is unknown what it means to meet the standard. But hitting the mark doesn't look like a good thing.

    Lin Mutao guessed that if they met the standard, it meant that they were qualified enough to be picked and eaten.

    It seems that the food sent by the zombies is definitely not that simple, just so that they can meet the data standards.

    But—why did she and Li Dengfeng not meet the standard? Where did it fail?

    Lin Mutao recalled everything that happened in the cage yesterday, and determined that the only difference between them and the others was that they did not eat the food fed by zombies, but The food in Shishi's backpack.

    Lin Mutao was even more certain in her heart that no matter how hungry she was, she couldn't eat what the zombies gave her.

    The most important thing though is to figure out what the zombies measure them by. Wouldn't they not have to be eaten by zombies if they were consistently substandard?

    As Lin Mutao pondered, all the people in her cage had been tested, and they were all tied with heavy shackles.

    Zombies came over, sorted them into men and women, and took them to the corresponding toilet. But the shackles were extremely heavy, like a big iron mound, so pressed that Lin Mutao could only drag his right foot to walk. It seems that the zombies are using the method of handcuffs to prevent them from escaping during toilet time.

    At this moment, these anchors left the farm for the first time and stood in the sun.

    The author has this to say:

    I am also very grateful to the many little angels who have been saying come on and encourage me! I have seen it all!

    Thank you for your support, I will continue to work hard!