Chapter 347 IQ Slapped on the Ground

Meng Shiwan never dreamed that she would have such a day.

Knowing full well that someone had poisoned her, she couldn't just keep quiet; she also had to help the poisoner cover up the lie. Otherwise, if the truth came out, she probably wouldn't be able to get into the cannery today.

Meng Shiwan drove without changing her expression, saying, "You probably ate too much salt at noon, and your sense of taste is having problems. I have no problem drinking it, and the taste is normal."

How could it not be normal? The drink she took out earlier wasn't given to her by this kid at all; she bought it from the system.

She wouldn't dare put anything from the Fierce Bear Base in her mouth.

Liu Teng asked, puzzled, "Really? I don't think it had that much of an effect after drinking it."

Meng Shiwan nodded seriously, "It's true, the effects of drinking too much of the power-enhancing liquid are not as noticeable as before, which is normal."

Liu Teng was skeptical, but continued drinking his ability-enhancing liquid. Fortunately, he stopped nagging Meng Shiwan to go to the base to get a replacement.

When passing by the center of the Fierce Bear Base, Meng Shiwan saw a completely different scene.

The streets here are very clean, with shops on both sides selling all kinds of things. There are many neatly dressed people with good complexions coming and going to buy things.

It had a certain tranquility and prosperity reminiscent of the pre-apocalyptic world.

This place is like a completely different world compared to the slums.

Liu Teng boasted from the side, "See? Our Fierce Bear Base is great. The atmosphere is good, the treatment is good, and the life is good. Many superhumans have come to join us and enjoy the different treatment we provide. They simply don't want to leave."

Meng Shiwan remained silent, simply driving and observing the clean shops on both sides.

The shops selling food, clothes, and daily necessities, though not as bustling as before the apocalypse, were still quite lively.

The Fierce Bear Base is extremely protective of its own, treating its own people, those with superpowers, and those in positions of authority very well. They can do whatever they want within the base and enjoy all the rights, including the power of life and death over ordinary people.

In this kind of atmosphere, capable people are naturally willing to come.

In other bases, although the superhumans' livelihoods are guaranteed, they have to shoulder many responsibilities such as rescue, food storage, and construction, as well as the constraint that they cannot wantonly harm innocent people.

How can one be so carefree and reckless here?

The powerful here are at ease, while ordinary people live a miserable existence, becoming fertilizer for their decadent lifestyle.

Passing through the base and arriving at the edge of the canopy, the slightly tilted walls give a heavy sense of oppression.

Meng Shiwan didn't see any factory area, but instead saw a gate leading out of the base under a canopy.

There were more than a dozen armed guards at the gate, patrolling back and forth and checking the vehicles entering repeatedly, which was very rigorous.

Liu Teng got out of the car, walked over and said something to those people, then ran back and knocked on Meng Shiwan's car window.

Meng Shiwan rolled down the car window and heard Liu Teng say, "Vehicles from outside are not allowed to enter. Park your car in the parking lot next door. Only people are allowed to enter."

Meng Shiwan got out of the car and waved to Ye Sangyu and Sai Xishi behind her. The two of them also got out of the car.

Liu Teng: ? ? ?

"We can't stop here, it's in the way..."

Then he heard Meng Shiwan say to one of the women, "Xiaoyu, put the car away."

Ye Sangyu didn't ask any questions. She quietly took out her spatial card and put the three cars into it.

Liu Teng's eyes widened. "Is this a space-age ability user?"

Why would a person with spatial abilities choose to do something so unskilled as to work in a cannery? It's such a waste of their talent.

Meng Shiwan nodded, "Let's go in."

Liu Teng didn't ask any more questions and led them towards the main gate.

Whether it's a waste of talent or not can be discussed later. If we need someone with spatial abilities in the future, we can come to the cannery to hire them again.

The most important thing now is to keep these three people at the Fierce Bear Base. How to reassign them later is a matter for the future.

Liu Teng led them to the entrance to register. A tall man with a notebook asked, "What's your name? What's your ability? What's your level?"

Meng Shiwan replied, "My name is Xu Mianli, I have ice-type abilities, and I am a level seven ability user."

Upon hearing this name, the people around Meng Shiwan all looked at her, their eyes filled with the same thought: What kind of weird name is this?

If it weren't for instructions from above to let the three women Liu Teng brought in, given the strictness of their previous checks, it would have been a miracle if they had let her in.

To be fair, with one side pretending not to know about the poisoning at the Fierce Bear Base and the other pretending not to know the identities of the three women, it could be considered a two-way street.

The man registering looked at Ye Sangyu.

Ye Sangyu said, "My name is Yu Yu, and I have spatial abilities, level seven."

The man registering gritted his teeth, enduring the pain. What kind of ridiculous names are these? You rarely see anyone acting strangely, but you've run into them all today, haven't you?

He then looked at Sai Xishi.

Sai Xishi wasn't lying. "My name is Sai Xishi. I have a mental illness. I don't know what level you're talking about."

The man registering was so angry he wanted to grind his teeth to dust; it was like his intelligence was being rubbed into the ground.

She's even more beautiful than Xi Shi; why not call her a goddess?

He thought all three of them were pretty crazy.

However, he forcefully suppressed the urge to curse and said calmly, "Alright, you can go in now."

When Liu Teng heard them mention level seven ability users, he was initially quite excited. But upon closer reflection, he realized they had thousands of bottles of ability-enhancing fluid. Even diluted ones were impressive, so reaching level seven didn't seem so strange.

He led the three people into a room, which was probably a testing room, with people wearing white coats and medical equipment.

Liu Teng explained, "Food factories have strict requirements; they require blood tests and vaccinations."

Meng Shiwan frowned. "Vaccine? What kind of vaccine? If you didn't know better, you'd think it was a pig farm. Is it that strict?"

Liu Teng didn't want to be direct, so he just said vaguely, "It's just some vaccines to prevent infectious diseases. Everyone gets them. I've had mine too, and there's nothing wrong with it. Don't worry, I can just get another one with you."

Many people are resistant to the idea of ​​injecting drugs into the body.

However, the cannery does have a rule about administering vaccines, and it wasn't specifically targeting Meng Shiwan.

The meat source in the cannery is unknown, and some vaccines are injected to prevent the spread of infectious diseases.

Those who can work in the cannery are people with some status within the base. In the event of an infectious disease outbreak, they would be the first to be affected, so they are more concerned about this aspect.

Meng Shiwan remained silent for a moment, then stepped forward, rolled up her sleeves, and showed her arm to the other person.

The staff inside disinfected Meng Shiwan's arm, rubbing cotton swabs on it until a few clumps of dirt came off. They rubbed and rubbed again until a few more clumps of dirt came off. The staff member remained silent.

How long has it been since I last took a shower?

Liu Teng stood awkwardly to the side, unwilling to face this reality.

Meng Shiwan, on the other hand, remained calm and composed, stretching out her arm without moving.

The staff decided to give up and took out a syringe filled with a transparent liquid, preparing to inject it into Meng Shiwan's arm.

Meng Shiwan grabbed the staff member's hand holding the syringe, "Wait."

The staff member was so frightened that he almost pricked his own hand.