An Ze missed the exam. The recruitment examination of the supply station this year was held fifteen days ago. At that time, he was already a skeleton.
But it doesn't matter, An Zhe thought. One year later, when the supply station recruits again, if he is still alive in the human base, he will try it. In this way, after returning to the cave, he can tell An Ze what it is like there.
The long reading consumed a lot of his energy. After trying to read two pages of the "Assessment Booklet", An Zhe was drowsy and finally went to bed. The next morning, in order to avoid meeting Josie, he left the room at four in the morning, went downstairs, came to the transportation point, and took the train to the supply station - he was going to find a job at the Freedom Field opposite.
When he got off the train at five o'clock in the morning, there was still a thin white mist in the air. The Freedom Field was a square-shaped circular building with four entrances and exits. He entered from the nearest one.
The smell of strong liquor penetrated his nostrils.
There were four long tables at the entrance. People dressed as mercenaries were playing finger-guessing games and talking in loud voices in front of the long tables. There were drinks in front of them. From time to time, someone asked for more drinks. At this time, the waiter would fill the bottle with strong liquor, and then take out a small machine to stick it on the ID card handed over by the guest to collect the fee.
A dark-skinned, strong mercenary was drinking alone. When he saw him, he raised his eyebrows, grinned, and shook the cup in his mouth: "Kid, what are you looking at? Come over and learn how to drink?"
A short-haired woman next to him immediately nudged his chest with her elbow, her voice hoarse but full of joy: "Article 32, minors cannot drink alcohol."
The man said, "If you drink, will you be arrested by the judge?"
The woman laughed out loud: "Minors don't know how powerful the judge is."
"He'll find out soon."
An Zhe stood beside him and wanted to defend himself with "I'm not a minor", but while he was thinking about the words, the two of them hugged each other, lips to lips, and entangled into a ball. He realized that no one really cared about him.
So he turned his eyes away from here and looked somewhere else.
The smell of potato soup wafted from the right side of the door - but it was much stronger than the potato soup served in the living room on the first floor of the residential building, and mixed with a meaty smell that was pleasant to humans. A mercenary buried his head in a white plastic soup bowl, eating his breakfast.
This smell made Anzhe a little hungry, so he didn't eat breakfast.
Further in, there was a similar scene. The lively atmosphere filled the living room. In addition to the long table selling food and alcohol, there were also many stalls selling clothes, backpacks, and gloves. Going further in, the stalls selling fixed items became fewer and fewer. On each stall, there would be many strange and varied sundries that Anzhe could not recognize.
"511 Newly unearthed smart phone from the abandoned city, it has power to turn on." As he walked, a young man in black clothes with a backpack trudged in front of him like a monkey. He was very thin, with narrow eyes that rolled around. The next moment he stopped Anzhe, he quickly took out a long black object from his bag and shook it in front of Anzhe: "Do you want to take a look? I'll give you a 10% discount and a charging cable. You can play games with it."
Anzhe: "Thank you, no more."
The young man quickly took out another white one from his bag: "Change the model, this color suits you, it's a new model, the era of disaster is coming The last fruit machine I bought before, it was sold for 10,000 yuan at that time, but now it costs only 100 yuan."
An Zhe: "Thank you, I don't need it."
The man took out another object: "Don't need it? You have a machine now, do you need a power bank? When the base is out of power, you can use this to charge. The ones with large capacity are sold out. This one can be charged twice. I'll give you a discount, it will cost 30 yuan."
An Zhe looked at him and said honestly: "I don't have money."
The expression of the young man in black clothes froze, and he put the things back into his backpack in an instant, turned around, raised his legs, prepared to leave, and whispered: "Why come here if you don't have money."
"Wait." An Zhe stopped him.
He turned around, but his attitude was extremely negative: "What's wrong?"
"I... want to find a job." An Zhe said: "Excuse me, do you know where to go?"
The young man frowned, turned back, and looked him up and down carefully: "...So you're not looking for a job."
An Zhe answered truthfully: "Yes."
"Then you have good qualifications." The young man said: "Remember to buy a phone from me when you have money. I'll be staying out all night this month."
An Zhe: "..."
He asked: "Where should I go?"
"Look, over there," the young man pointed to a corner: "Go down, underground three floors, find the boss lady."
An Zhe was very grateful and smiled at him: "Thank you."
The young man said: "You are good-looking, find a reliable one, remember to buy a mobile phone from me when you become rich!"
An Zhe: "...Okay."
Underground three floors.
Humidity - this is An Zhe's first impression of this place. Mushrooms should like this kind of air with plenty of moisture, but the pungent smell that came with the humidity made him frown.
Looking around, under the dim light, this is a honeycomb-like space, with winding corridors and simple plastic boards on the walls to form countless small compartments. There is no circulating air, and water vapor condenses on the plastic boards into dense and tiny water droplets. The whole space emits a subtle buzzing sound like the tide. Listening carefully, it sounds like the sound of many people talking in low voices, occasionally mixed with loud and shrill laughter.
An Zhe hesitated for a moment and took a few steps forward.
He looked at the small compartments on both sides. The left one was empty, and the one on the right was filled with a long-haired woman with her head down. After hearing his footsteps, she raised her head and looked at it, then lowered it again.
An Zhe continued to move forward. He heard a voice, and first heard a woman.
"How is the climate in Basin No. 2?"
"Not bad," this time a low and soft male voice, a little sticky, with a long tail, An Zhe suspected that his nose was blocked, "The weather is comfortable, but there are too many earthquakes. We encountered three earthquakes in a month. The worst one was when they were all outside. I was alone in the car, and I almost thought they would not come back."
The woman's voice smiled: "If they can't come back, you drive the car away."
"The last time I followed the team, the captain said he would teach me how to drive, but he didn't coax me. He said he would take me next time, but he didn't coax me. I accompanied them for a month, and the total was only three hundred. Is that expensive?"
"Just listen to the mercenary's words." The woman said, "Are you not used to being deceived yet?"
An Zhe paused.
- He recalled Huo Sen's face and greedy eyes, and suddenly knew what was going on with the work on the third underground floor.
And the sentence in the base manual - the employment and contractual relationship established through the free space is not protected by the base's laws, and the consequences are at your own risk.
He didn't want to bear the consequences himself.
An Zhe silently planned to leave, but as soon as he turned around, he bumped into a soft body.
"Hey," a high-pitched female voice rang out, "Little baby, is this your first time?"
The word "little baby" brought too deep a shadow to him, and An Zhe reflexively took two steps back.
In front of him was a tall woman with honey-colored skin and green eyes. Her long brown hair was curled at the ends and her hair curled up at the corners of her eyes. She smiled at him with her lips raised.
"Are you buying someone? Or are you selling yourself?" The woman blew a breath into his ear and smiled.