Masha had imagined how smelly herring canned was. He always believed that those UP hosts and food broadcast anchors who ate canned herring were all sensational, and deliberately used exaggerated expressions to deceive clicks.

But now, he found that he had mistakenly blamed those UP hosts and anchors.

This thing is really smelly.

——Do I want to eat this thing these days to make a living?

Masha looked at the hard ham next to him and thought that he would taste the ham first.

He put the canned herring far away and cut a small slice of ham with a knife.

He had only eaten chopped ham while on Earth, but he had watched the French chef cut ham in the video, and now he cuts it while recalling it.

The ham is not as hard as I imagined, and it feels like it is edible.

Masha put a slice of ham in his mouth.

——The taste...it's actually pretty good?

Then he looked at the canned herring, thinking that he should deal with this thing first.

But then he thought about it and was not sure how long he would get supplies, and he should cherish every little supply.

Masha is back close to the canned herring.

——Calm down! Nordics really know how to eat this thing, but they can’t die.

Masha leaned over, pinched his nose with one hand and took out a fish from the can with the other.

——I am from Guangdong! I have even eaten fried water cockroaches! That thing looks no different from real Xiaoqiang, okay!

Masha has already vented!

Then he found that it was not so difficult to accept this thing in his mouth.

As soon as this feeling arises, he becomes careless and lets go of his hand that pinches his nose. As the nose senses a foul odor, Masha suddenly feels that the things in his mouth become smelly.

——Damn it turns out that smell can really interfere with the human brain’s judgment of taste!

Masha remembered that when he was a child, he could not accept coriander no matter what, but one day his nose was not breathable, and then he inexplicably ate coriander. Since then, his disgust for coriander has dropped sharply - but he still consciously avoided coriander, but in the past, he didn't want to touch anything in the bowl of coriander.

Now, due to the interference of smell, Masha feels that he is holding a piece of shit and is about to vomit after conditioning reflexes.

But in the end, Masha still suppressed the urge to vomit in the spirit of "food cannot be wasted".

He swallowed the canned herring.

He protected the glory and pride of being a Guangdong person.

——Very good, so these canned food can also be used as reserved food!

Masha ate the remaining canned herring with compressed biscuits, temporarily solving the problem of hunger.

At this time, he felt that there was nothing to be afraid of.

Strangely, even though I have experienced so many times between life and death, it takes great courage to shoot my temples. However, none of these things makes Masha feel that "I am already invincible" like eating canned herring.

——Next, use projection to return to reality and see the situation.

Masha poured the stinky water from the canned herring into the water circulation pipe of Enterprise, threw the iron box into the recycling machine, and turned his head back to the command center.

Pei Junzhi from Brother Li's side is still in a state of turning off the lights and looks dead.

The little girl's light was on, but the brightness seemed to be lower than that of Pierre Arronnas.

——Is it an illusion?

——Or, the simplified version of the double-slit interference experiment of light is that it is reliable without the single electron beam double-slit interference experiment?

Masha was about to project, but suddenly remembered something.

——Wait, my room lights are also on. Should I try to project myself?

Masha thought for a while, reached out and pulled the switch.

However, nothing happened.

——Sure enough, after the sewing monster died, my soul arrived on the ship. Although the light was on, I could no longer project it.

——Wait, maybe I can return when I fall asleep?

Masha sat directly into the chair in front of the operating table, raised his neck and closed his eyes. Usually, as long as he thought about reality, he would return to reality.

However, he couldn't go back.

"It seems that there is completely finished. It's really interesting. It was originally a soul-piercing, but now it has become a physical time travel..." Masha muttered, looking at his hand, spreading his five fingers open and closed. "It seems that this way of pretending to die and escape is only this time. If you use the second time, you will probably be completely dead like a guy in the viewing room."

As he said that, Masha reached out to Ma Xiaomei's access control switch. After touching the switch, he did not pull it off immediately.

——The little guy must be crying now.

Masha suddenly didn't want to project it, he just didn't look like watching the little girl crying.

Now he is already feeling distressed before he can turn off the switch.

——But there is no way. If you want to deceive the enemy, you must do this. No matter how good the girl’s acting skills are, she can’t stand her age. She will probably be able to see the flaws by the cunning An Chengbi.

Although Masha planned to find a way to let the little girl see the enterprising meow, now he rashly pulled the little girl in and let her know the truth, and I am afraid that An Chengbi will discover it.

The danger is not over. Once An Chengbi discovers that the little girl may also be related to the "master", he will definitely catch her and use her to threaten the master.

——Am Chengbi can no longer let An Chengbi succeed.

——So, sister, I’m afraid I’ll have to go past the first seventh to let you know the truth.

Masha originally wanted to wait for a while, which would be safer, but his food storage would not allow him to do so.

What's more, at least half of his food was canned herring!

Although the first jar was successfully eaten, if you continue like this, your taste buds may mutate!

No matter how much you complain, the problem of food is really imminent.

So Masha made up his mind to face the little girl who was heartbroken because of her decision - I am the Freudian school, the Freudian school who was cruel and ruthless to die. Seeing the little girl crying because of her actions, my heart was not at all disturbed!

Masha turned the switch.

The next moment, he was projected into the real world.

--Um?

He saw Ma Xiaomei wearing black clothes, holding Ma Sha's portrait, standing in the long funeral queue.

——Huh?

——This...How many days did I lose consciousness?

Masha suddenly broke out in cold sweat.

As a Guangdong native, he knew at a glance that the funeral customs in Haizhou were similar to those in Guangdong. He must have died for a few days after he was able to have funerals.

——Good, can I say, I have worked so hard to climb back from the gates of hell?

——Mom, I thought I had broken myself up there, and I woke up immediately here, so I didn’t confirm the time at all. Thinking inertia killed people.

Masha was decisive when he shot himself, but now he was starting to be scared.

He adjusted his perspective and looked at the little girl's face. His psychoanalytical skills were operating normally, completely showing the little girl's sadness and despair before him.

Masha's heart is like a knife.

——Sister, forgive your heartless second brother. How sad you are now, you will be happy when you meet again!

Masha knew that his portrait should not have been held by a girl, but now it will be like this. The girl must have used it all by crying, making a fuss, and hanging herself.

It was precisely because he knew that he felt heartbroken when he looked at the little girl in black.

He couldn't bear to continue watching, so he turned his gaze elsewhere.

He saw his third brother Ma Yigang holding two portraits of his father and his mother, wearing linen cloth and a white towel on his head, and his expression...the expression was like his parents who died.

Of course this description is not good, but Masha couldn't think of anything else for a moment.

And Ma Zili was holding his grandmother's portrait.

The old lady's portrait should be held by the eldest son, and Ma Zili must have made many arrangements in grief.

——I can't stand the funeral atmosphere.

Masha decided to take his perspective away from his relatives, and he couldn't bear to continue reading.

The funeral procession was walking up the mountain from the parking lot of the cemetery, with tombstones on both sides.

Masha could see many friends from the Ma family wearing black mourning clothes and following behind the Ma family team.

On the surrounding mountains, there are many witch hunters who are probably here to protect, standing scattered between the tombstones.

Suddenly, Masha saw a familiar face holding an umbrella, standing under a pine tree in the cemetery, watching the funeral procession.

——An Chengbi! Why can he be here? How did he deceive the guards around him?

An Chengbi took out the toy gun that looked like a water gun and raised it to the little girl!

Masha wanted to launch a declaration when he was conditioned!
To be continued...