Chapter 118 Chapter 118 Storm at Sea

In the blink of an eye it's evening

The modified and enhanced simple seawater desalination device accumulated nearly 300ml of liquid in the plastic basin.

This is a good start.

The human body's tolerance to hunger is much greater than that to water shortage. Moreover, they have high-calorie compressed biscuits and a large bag of steamed buns, so their need for food is far less urgent than their need for fresh water.

Now they have a stable source of fresh water, so they no longer have to rely on the mountain for water. Even if the amount is small, it is enough for them to settle down and wait quietly for rescue.

When the sky was completely filled with twinkling stars, He Junxia turned on the flashlight function of his mobile phone again and sent a distress signal to the sky.

Three short, three long, three short

Bright beams of light flickered in the darkness, trying to attract other people's attention.

Finally, they succeeded.

But not today, but on the night of the fourth day.

A cargo ship passing nearby saw the flashing lights and called a maritime rescue organization.

They were successfully rescued.

The moment he saw the helicopter appear, Gao Xingwei cheered excitedly and almost jumped into the sea.

He Junxia couldn't help but feel excited.

The successful completion of his first D-level mission after becoming an official tasker was a very good sign for him.

Tian Zhaodi's mood was the calmest among the three.

The girl sat in the helicopter, looking at the boundless blue sea below in confusion, feeling empty inside.

She was rescued, she survived.

She should be happy.

But she was not very happy, and even felt that it would be better for her to stay on that small lifeboat, worrying about three meals a day and the increasingly scarce drinking water.

Tian Zhaodi felt that she had entered a strange state - she began to observe herself from a God's perspective.

"Oda, Oda?"

He Junxia keenly noticed that something was wrong with the girl and spoke up to interrupt her cold and empty gaze.

Tian Zhaodi came back to her senses: "What's wrong?"

He Junxia pointed to the small red box in the corner and said, "There's a first aid kit here. Let me treat the wound on your arm."

The wound on the girl's arm had begun to become inflamed, but fortunately there was no fever or pus formation, otherwise she might not have been able to stay conscious until rescue arrived.

Gao Xingwei also agreed: "Let Brother Wang take care of it for you. We may not be able to go to the hospital right away after we get ashore."

Listening to her companions' caring words, Tian Zhaodi gradually regained consciousness from her strange state. She looked at them and nodded gently, "Okay."

There is iodine and saline in the medical kit.

He Junxia opened a pack of medical cotton swabs, carefully helped the girl rinse and wipe the wound, and applied antibacterial drugs.

He didn't wrap it with gauze.

It is summer now and the weather is hot. It is best to wait for this kind of open wound to heal naturally. Using gauze will only get in the way.

Soon after, the helicopter landed, and the area was already crowded with people, including ambulances and uniformed medical personnel, as well as reporters carrying cameras and cannons.

If the security personnel had not stopped the reporters who wanted to obtain first-hand information in time, the landed helicopter would have been surrounded by people.

The three were taken to the hospital by ambulance for a physical examination. Fortunately, after a series of examinations, they were found to be fine except for being a little dehydrated.

The wound on Tian Zhaodi's arm was not deep. Although it was a little inflamed, she did not have any fever symptoms. She just needed to apply medicine and take it on time.

Of course, the end of the inspection does not mean that they can leave. The police will come to take your statement.

The three of them naturally told the truth.

After all, even if they wanted to hide it, they couldn't. The police would easily find clues with a simple investigation, and there might be survivors at sea waiting to be rescued.

This was just an unfounded guess, but the rescue team circled the place where they were found and actually found a survivor in the sea a few kilometers away.

However, compared with He Junxia and the other two, the survivor's physical condition was very poor and he was sent to the intensive care unit as soon as he entered the hospital.

At the same time, the bodies of the human traffickers and the remaining victims were salvaged ashore one after another, and the news that the smuggling ship had encountered a shipwreck and dozens of people were killed or injured also spread rapidly on the Internet.

Most of them are ridicule and abuse.

However, these voices had no effect on He Junxia.

After living for decades, traveling to many different worlds, and witnessing even more devastating disasters, it would be strange if he could still be affected by these words.

Tian Zhaodi didn't care. Compared to the pain her family had caused her, these innocuous words were nothing.

Only Gao Xingwei was significantly affected, especially after being scolded by his parents over the phone. His anger, resentment, and rebelliousness reached a peak.

Then He Junxia pressed him down forcefully.

If they had done something wrong, it was wrong. There was no room for excuse. If it weren't for luck, they would have been bloated corpses long ago.

He Junxia patted the young man on the shoulder: "He's alive and has no criminal record, so just be happy."

Gao Xingwei gradually recovered.

Even though he was still upset that his parents were comparing him to his brother again, he still remembered what the eldest brother said to him that night.

The boy sniffed: "I ignore them."

He Junxia smiled: "That's right."

With the help of Gao Xingwei's second uncle, the three of them got a job in a factory that provided food and accommodation to pay off their debts - don't think that going to the hospital for a physical check-up is free, the money was temporarily paid by Gao Xingwei's second uncle.

Fortunately, there were no black intermediaries involved, so He Junxia and Gao Xingwei's hourly wages were quite high. Only Tian Zhaodi, because she was underage, could not get a normal hourly wage, but it was not too low.

He Junxia works very hard.

Although he is not 007, he works overtime until eleven or twelve o'clock every day, falls asleep in the dormitory, and gets up at seven o'clock the next morning to go to work.

Gao Xingwei and He Junxia live in the same dormitory.

At first, he also followed He Junxia's schedule and worked overtime, trying to emulate □□'s spirit, but before a week had passed, he couldn't stand it anymore.

That's not a life for human beings!

I am busy from morning to night, and fall asleep as soon as I lie down. I don’t even have time to play with my phone or watch videos. My mind is full of thoughts about how boring life is.

Even though many years have passed, Gao Xingwei still remembers this experience vividly.

I can only say that the boss is worthy of being the boss, he is terribly strong in every aspect.

Not long after, Gao Xingwei resumed his normal working hours. Even if he worked overtime, he would only work until eight or nine o'clock at most, leaving himself two hours to lie in bed and play with his mobile phone.

But it's not a good thing for the boss to continue like this.

Gao Xingwei loves to chat and talk. Not long after entering the factory, he became friends with the people around him and learned a lot of gossip about the factory.

There was a tough guy like that in the past. After working for a few years, he developed some physical and mental problems and ended up spending a lot of money in the hospital.

At lunchtime, Gao Xingwei sat down next to He Junxia with his plate and said cautiously, "Brother Wang, you have to take care of your health."

Gao Xingwei tactfully told the story of a previous person that he had learned about. It would take some time to pay off the debt, and health was more important.

He Juanxia heard the concern in his words, swallowed the food in her mouth, smiled and said, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. I only plan to work in the factory for two months."

Gao Xingwei opened his eyes and became interested.

He looked left and right, then leaned in closer and whispered, "Brother Wang, what are you going to do? Take me with you, I'll do it with you."

He Juanxia reached out and pushed his head back, rolled her eyes at him, and said unhappily, "I just had an idea in my mind."

The wishers owed a total of 160,000 yuan in foreign debt.

Although he could pay it off by working hard in the factory for a few more years, he came here to complete tasks, not to be an assembly line worker, and it was impossible for him to stay in the factory for three or four years in misery.

It would be better to give up the side quest and return to the Space-Time Administration.

The disasters in each mission world were enough to make him suffer, and He Junxia didn’t have the hobby to suffer even more.

So he decided to start his own business. If it succeeded, he would be able to pay off all the debts owed to the wishers within two years.

Of course, He Junxia made this decision not because he was confident that he had lived long and had extensive knowledge.

——It’s not the case that all centenarians are rich.

What made him confident about starting a business was mainly the elementary dessert manual sold at a low discount in the system mall, which only cost fifty points to buy.

As the saying goes, products produced by the system must be high-quality.

Even though the beginner's dessert manual only contains methods for making 25 common desserts, it sounds even less reliable than some baking training classes.

However, every knowledge product sold by the Space-Time Administration is professional experience extracted from the minds of qualified taskers with professional skills.

(PS: The profit sharing ratio is 50-50.)

After purchase, there will be a projection of a real person teaching in person, which is equivalent to a one-on-one master teaching. The buyer can also empathize with the projection and personally experience the strength of the hand when making desserts.

At the same time, desserts belong to a relatively high-profit industry and are also very popular among young people. As long as they are delicious, there will be no shortage of buyers.

The most important thing is that the cost is low. You don’t necessarily have to open a store. In the early stages, you can set up a stall at the entrance of the university town to sell the products.

When He Junxia was in college, there were many small vendors setting up stalls in front of the school, and they could make one or two hundred yuan a day by selling grilled sausages.

However, there is no need to tell Gao Xingwei about these considerations. Anyone who reveals any internal information that touches upon the Space-Time Administration will be invisibly silenced.

I can’t put it into words, let alone write it down.

In the previous world, the letters He Junxia left for Xie Liqing were just extremely obscure ways of telling the other party that he was not dead.

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