"Hello, Dean! How many gifted people have come to our hospital for help during this period?"
Dean Mediterranean, who was wearing glasses, said sternly, "At least several thousand people! Their game missions are very dangerous. It's not easy to complete the mission alive!"
“Are the services our hospital provides to gifted people free of charge?”
"No, but we are not standing by and watching them die. If they really don't have money, you can temporarily owe them. We will also charge them according to their condition, which can be copper coins, silver coins, or even other supplies."
"Have gifted people died without timely treatment?"
"Yes, it happens every time the game ends. This is very regrettable. So I urge those with talent to report to the government in time, so that they can get help as soon as possible after the game ends!"
The two chatted for a while, and in summary they hoped everyone would actively participate in the national team.
Ji He looked at it a few more times and then turned off the video.
She is not opposed to joining the national team, but that is only after she has a certain amount of military force to protect herself.
The one with the stronger fist is the boss.
This is something she has known since she was 5 years old and her only piece of candy was taken away from her.
Thanks to her healing talent, otherwise, even if she wanted to go to the hospital for treatment, she would have to choose to join the government directly.
Sure enough, the boss is always the boss.
The government controls two major powers: food and healthcare.
It is equivalent to directly controlling both ordinary people and talented people in your hands.
With this series of measures, the authorities have regained power!
The next day, after the sun set, Ji He was fully armed, changed into special clothes for going out, took his ID card and mineral water bottle, and came to the street office to start queuing.
She indeed had no shortage of water, but it would be illogical for her not to go out and get some.
So she still came to line up for this team.
The queue at the street office was very long. Several nearby communities were under the jurisdiction of this street office. Ji He arrived not too late and there were not too many people in front of her. It would probably take more than an hour for her to get in line.
There was a water truck parked in front of the subdistrict office, and in front of the truck stood several soldiers with real guns and live ammunition, performing their duties with serious faces.
Director Xu was holding a tool and swiping cards for people in the queue. Only after swiping a person's ID card would they be allowed to get a cup of water.
"Ding, the ID card doesn't belong to me."
Following the sound of the prompt, a soldier on duty nearby immediately stepped forward and dragged the person away. "Only the person himself can come to claim the person. No one else can claim the person! Take him away!"
"This is my mother's ID card! Damn it! I didn't break any law! Let me go! Let me go now!"
No matter how he struggled, the soldier did not let go and simply pulled the man aside.
The people above said that anyone caught causing trouble should be arrested and assigned to dig public toilets!
When Director Xu saw this, he picked up the loud speaker and started shouting again:
"I'll say it again, I'll say it again, only you can come in person! You can't pick it up on behalf of others. If the elderly can't move, come to register with me, and a special person will come to check!"
Perhaps to serve as a deterrent, when Ji He and his friends were queuing up to get water, a group of people came over with handcuffs on their feet and each of them carried a shovel.
There were more than a dozen armed soldiers following nearby, keeping a strict watch the entire time, and would kick anyone who walked slowly.
There were curious people asking around what the crime was, and the soldiers did not try to cover it up, and even said openly:
"These are all captured fugitives and gangsters who have recently committed crimes. Anyone who has killed anyone will be shot today. These are people who have committed minor crimes and have no lives on them! Bring them all here to work! Dig a public toilet!"
"Didn't the government recruit a group of people to dig public toilets before? What happened to these people? Do you still want those people?"
"Not enough people! Those who went through normal recruitment channels were given a meal of whole grains every day, but these people only have one healthy bean cake every day!"
As soon as these words were spoken, there were gasps from everyone.
The power of healthy bean cakes has long been spread among the masses.
People jokingly called it wheat bran bean cake.
It is said that it tastes worse than maggots.
It also contains powder made from non-lethal insects.
The black skin and rough and hard texture made every bite difficult to swallow, turning the meal from an enjoyable experience into an endurance.
Ji He has never eaten it, but has seen photos of it in the group.
It is said that its hardness is comparable to that of a brick, and if it hits the back of a person's head it will leave a big bump!
After buying it, you can not only eat it, but also use it as a weapon, making it a dual purpose.
There were many people who had no food at home, so they took their clothes, beddings, and electronic products to exchange, but even these things were limited, and each person could only exchange a maximum of 2 cakes per day.
I’m afraid of wasting too much and not being able to finish it.
It is said that the only advantage is that it can resist hunger.
The kind of food that makes you not want to eat again after eating it once.
Ji He waited in line for more than half an hour, and after receiving her 1L of water, she slowly turned around and went home.
Those who passed by and were digging the pit also turned their heads to take a look.
Nowadays, gasoline and diesel are scarce resources, so there are naturally no excavators to dig public toilets. It all depends on manpower, with each person having a shovel.
Those with shackles on their feet are criminals and are watched by armed soldiers. Those without shackles on their feet are normal recruited workers and have no soldiers watching them, and will not be scolded.
Just digging a public toilet resulted in two completely different attitudes. It can be said that the attitudes towards the offender were full of malice.
This is actually a silent deterrent to the people, letting everyone know that the price of making mistakes is very serious.
This can also make people feel fearful and be more conducive to social stability.
After returning home, Ji He didn't have time to rest. He put on his bag, locked the door, and prepared to go to the nearby mountain to collect firewood.
Now that the natural gas has been cut off, cooking will be even more difficult in the future. I guess more people will go to the mountains to collect firewood today.
Ji He didn't have to pick up this little firewood.
It's just that all the neighbors are out, and everyone has nothing to do, so they gather together to chat all day long, and she can't go out without showing up.
Who among the neighbors doesn’t know how poor she is now?
While Ji He was secretly drinking watermelon juice with a straw, he was thinking that he could use Pralando to exchange for some coal and store it, which would be much more convenient to burn than branches.
There is no shortage of firewood for cooking, but what if the temperature drops?
There's no way for her to live in that space.
At night, when Ji He was picking up firewood on the mountain, the loud voices of several old ladies nearby came into her ears.
"It's good to shoot them! Look at the wicked things they did. My neighbor's little girl was only 15, and she was beaten to death!"
"It would be better if they died! What about the people who were harmed? All the elderly and children in my neighborhood were beaten to death! Only a couple were left! How pitiful!"
"I heard that those with serious offenses were shot, and those with less serious offenses were taken to build public toilets!"
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