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Chapter 302 Katniss's Necessities(1/2)

Ning Yun saw Katnis's retention, but only the ones he said, combined with the pictures in the movie, he probably understood the relationship between Katnis and Peeta.

This is very bad for you, and only timely help can be engraved in memory and never change.

What's more, what Pita does far exceeds the scope of timely help.

After saying this, Katniss stopped talking again.

Katniss doesn't like talking to Eric. He is kind and he is more dangerous to himself than he is ruthless.

Because kind people can always penetrate Katnis' heart and take root there. We can't let Eric penetrate my heart too, at least in the Hunger Games Arena.

So Katniss decided to try to contact him as little as possible.

When he returned to the private room, the train was parked at a platform for maintenance. Katnis quickly opened the window and secretly kept his sister Polim. When he met, he threw the meat muffin belonging to Eric out of the window, and suddenly closed the car window. Never have it anymore, don't have anything from him.

Goodbye, my friend!

Katnis, who was so cold that he left without saying goodbye, made Ning Yun reflect on his behavior and what he did wrong.

This is not a very difficult problem. I have fallen into a misunderstanding and always think that two people will survive in the end.

But the people here are different. Although they are not considered to be from generation to generation, only one person survived the Hunger Games for 74 years.

The fear that has deepened over and over again since childhood is all about being killed or killed by competitors, so how can we deal with our relationship with competitors normally?

...

Effie asked Ning Yun to have supper, followed her, walked through the shaking aisle, and came to the same gorgeous dining car.

The exquisite tableware was already arranged, and shortly after Ning Yun sat down, Katnis also came in and sat down beside him.

Dinner began. The dishes were served one by one.

First there is carrot soup, then there is vegetable salad, diced lamb, mashed potatoes, cheese, fruit and chocolate cake.

Effie was a little surprised that Ning Yun was skillful and smooth in his dining experience, and even Katnis was considered to be decent.

"The two contestants last year ate with their hands, like monkeys. They really made me feel disgusted." Effie wiped her mouth and complained in a voice that was polite.

This must be an old tradition for Americans again, with a black British accent.

Katniss' mother is the daughter of a pharmacist. She was originally from a wealthy family and taught Katniss etiquette.

I had a full dinner and had never eaten so much delicious food. Katniss got up and was not so flexible.

During the whole dinner, the mentor and black mimicry of the two people did not appear. According to Effie, he was so drunk that he was unconscious.

Until the dinner ended, Black Michel suddenly stumbled in and said in a vague way: "Did I miss the dinner?"

No one answered.

Suddenly, Hei Michi vomited all over the floor and fell on the vomit himself.

The stinking smell of alcohol immediately spread throughout the carriage, and the vomit that the black michelle caused when he fell down was a little cheap on Ning Yun's shoes.

Effie stood on tiptoe, walked around the beach, and left as if she was running away.

Ning Yun's disgust was hard to describe. He turned around and wanted to leave, but was caught by Katniss: "Just leave him here and ignore it?"

Ning Yun frowned.

Katnis whispered: "He is our mentor, and once we enter the arena, he is everything we have."

Changing your mindset is never an easy task.

Even if black Mitchel is an insignificant joke, cooperation with Katniss is more important.

Obviously Katniss alone could not get the middle-aged man with a big belly.

"Did I fall?" Black Miche struggled in the vomit, "It's so smelly."

It seems that he has a little consciousness.

Katnis and Ning Yun pulled the black mimic back to his own box, dragged it directly into the bathtub, turned on the rain shower head, and washed the dirty things on his clothes.

Seeing Katnis' fearful look, Ning Yun said, "Okay, I'll take care of him now."

Katnis glanced at Ning Yun with gratitude and walked back to his car.

There were not only Ning Yun, Katniss, Effie, and Hemichi in the carriage. There were also more service staff.

But these service personnel are all from the capital, which is even more difficult to deal with than Hei Miche and Affiliate, and are particularly discriminatory to people in District 12. Even if you are a participant in the Hunger Games, they don’t care. They really see each other a lot every year and die one by one.

Ning Yun and Katniss are not like those who can win at all.

Even for Ning Yun, Black Miscellaneous is very useful. In the arena, surveillance cameras are everywhere, exceeding the surveillance standards of real-world technology.

Under this kind of monitoring, Ning Yun cannot use space abilities unless Ning Yun adds the combat power of space abilities to crush the entire Hunger Games world.

Without using space capabilities, Ning Yun's actual combat capability is hard to say at the level of this world.

Among the twenty-four contestants who participated in the Hunger Games, Ning Yun was the one who knew the least about the game itself.

The Black Michel that once won was no less important to Ning Yun than the Black Michelle to Katnis.

Revenge is a sign of immaturity, not to mention that black secrets are unintentional vomiting.

Ning Yun could understand Hei Michi's alcoholism a little.

He was the former winner, and victory represents not only victory, but also killing others with his own hands.

It is just like repaying grievances with kindness. That little vomit is nothing. It can be forgiven, demeanor, generous, or not. Can you still get angry with a drunk?

But Ning Yun could not accept taking off his clothes, taking a bath, drying, changing clothes, dragging it onto the bed, covering it with a quilt, and even if he did nothing, it would be a serious visual pollution.

Ning Yun was also unwilling to enjoy the service staff's eyes and contempt.

Throwing the black secret in the bathtub and washing your hands, Ning Yun thought of a solution.

Then continue to pour the bar, find a bottle of sixty-degree vodka, and pour it down.

Well, it's not enough, sixty degrees is too low.

Change the 95-degree medical alcohol in your space and pour it into 500 ml. This time there is no problem. After mixing the wine in your stomach, it will be even stronger.

Fortunately, Black Miche had vomited. Otherwise, he would not be able to hold so much alcohol.

If you have health points in your hand, you don’t have to be afraid of something. It is said that this is also a way to quit drinking.

It’s hard to say that when you are close to death, you will never drink again.

I went to the service staff in a little panic, and didn't give them a chance to open my mouth: "Hurry up, Black Mieche is going to die."

Soon, several doctors and nurses came over and carried the black secret to the medical carriage, and there was nothing left to Ning Yun.

Katniss returned to her carriage. The sudden silence reminded her of her family.

Katnis curled up on the bed, feeling lonely.

Too long day. Did Gail eat blackberries together this morning? It seems to be a thing of my previous life. It seems to have a long dream, a dream that is becoming more and more terrifying. Maybe, I fell asleep and woke up and returned to District 12, where I live.

If you want to cry, it's time.

Tomorrow morning, you can wash away the tears of crying at night.

But Katniss didn't cry, he was too tired. Maybe he was too numb and couldn't cry.

The only strong desire is to be elsewhere at this time, not here.

Then let the shaking train bring me to my dreamland. I can forget everything there!

In the hazy, it seemed as if I could hear the sound of knocking on the door.

Dang! Dangdang!

Once again, the knock on the door sounded.

Katniss stood up reluctantly, tidied up his clothes before opening the door. It was Eric.

He stood outside the door, and did not walk in very well.

There was a smile on his face, but the smile was strange, which made Katnis feel a little nervous for no reason.

He was holding something in his hand. It was in a strange shape and didn't know what to do.

Katniss is pretty sure. That's not food.

"Are you resting?" Ning Yun asked softly.

It was only an hour after dinner, not a break. But Katniss was really tired and didn't want to be too close to Eric.

Katnis nodded, with a clear distance in his voice: "A little tired, is there anything?"

Ning Yun was a little embarrassed, but he would not give up: "Can we talk about future events? Working together may be an alliance."

Katnis shook his head gently, the smell of rejection was obvious: "I think it's not the time to say this."

Ning Yun was a little helpless and had to raise the thing in his hand.

The thing had an oval head, which was very thick and amazing.

The front end is a bit pointed, the back becomes exaggerated and thicker, and there is also a grip suitable for hand shape.

Katniss had never seen that thing before and had no idea what it was for.
To be continued...
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