Chapter 005 Will Be Eaten to Death
Jiang He's boring exploration finally showed some signs of improvement. Her eyes lit up slightly, and she used her hands to support herself on the walls on both sides, trying to move herself under the hole. But at this moment, the sweat on her palms caused her to slip while moving.
Her body fell heavily to the ground.
The top is at least three or four meters from the ground.
With a loud "bang", the body fell to the cold ground and shook slightly again.
Although she was dizzy, Jiang He could feel every bone in her body trembling when her body hit the ground. Several ribs in her chest were broken in two, piercing her chest, and fishy and salty blood gushed out from the broken part.
The heat from her body slowly dissipated as the blood oozed out, and her body became colder and colder, almost the same temperature as the icy ground.
In a trance, Jiang He heard someone talking in his ear.
"What's going on? Why are her data fluctuating so much?"
"It's the brain waves that are damaged. Wait, how can it be the Abyss of Evil? It's clearly set up as Paradise."
"Exit re-project."
"You can't quit midway. If you force yourself to quit, your mental strength will collapse like loose sand."
"Your Highness is here."
"Your Highness, we have thought of every possible solution."
"She must live, no matter what."
"But, but we can't interfere..."
"I just want the result. If anything happens to her, none of you will survive."
…
The food slot at the door was opened and the prison guard threw food in.
This slight noise brought Jiang He back from his coma.
The ground was cold, and her thoughts felt like they were being scrambled by a stone pestle. Her head ached dully. She touched her head; it was hanging safely from her neck, with no injuries. Fortunately, she hadn't hit her head, probably just a minor concussion.
After catching her breath, she touched her chest again. The blood on the wound had dried up and clotted, indicating that she had been unconscious for a long time.
The pain was not severe, so she simply bandaged the wound with clothes, then slowly moved to the door and found two steamed buns and a bottle of water on the ground.
The bun was very hard, like a rock, and she couldn't move it with her hands. She slowly drank a small sip of water, then slowly soaked the bun in the water, gnawing on the bun skin layer by layer.
Although she had lost track of time, she guessed she had been in the dark room for at least three days, fed only once every three days, to ensure she wouldn't die, but also wouldn't live well. It was truly torture.
Although Jiang He was very hungry, he didn't finish all the steamed buns and water.
She divided two fist-sized steamed buns into nine portions, ate one, and arranged the rest.
The wound caused by the rib was not bandaged or treated with any medicine, but it was healing rapidly and the pain was gradually decreasing. After eating, she took a nap and when she woke up, there was only a small epidermal injury on the wound, and the healed skin around it was a little itchy.
Did everyone here have such a good healing ability, or was she a special case?
Is this one of her abilities?
What is she? A mutant? An alien? A genetically modified human?
The mechanical voice that appeared in her mind before made Jiang He feel that she was different from others. She suspected that she might be a robot, and a systematic robot.
Of course, this is just her imagination. She mainly thinks that robots sound cooler than mutants and deformed people.
Unfortunately, this system was pretending to be dead most of the time. Even though she was in such a miserable state, the system didn't offer any help.
This thing is just a decoration!
After the third feeding, the door of the small dark room was opened.
The blazing white light shone in from outside and fell on Jiang He's eyes. Jiang He squinted his eyes because of the brightness. His shoulders were suddenly grabbed and he was dragged out of the small dark room like a dead fish.
Jiang He had been hungry for so long that it seemed as if all the fat in his body had been drained away, leaving him skin and bones, with no strength to resist at all.
She lowered her head, and after adjusting to the light, she looked around with her eyes narrowed.
There were feet and legs all around, and everyone looked at Jiang He with curiosity and surprise, "Is he alive? Is he alive?"
"How could she possibly be alive? She's a newcomer, it's a wonder she could survive in there."
"Whoever is in charge of cleaning up today, hurry up and drag this person out and bury him. The stench is so horrible that it's killing me."
"What a shame for such a good-looking face. By the way, is there anyone among us who can keep the corpse fresh?"
"Not only can he keep corpses fresh, he can also control them. However, his mental strength is not high. Under the suppression of the suppressor, he can only exert less than one tenth of his ability. At most, he can keep corpses fresh for a while."
"That's enough for us to play, hehe..."
…
The chaotic sounds were extremely noisy in Jiang He's ears. She didn't expect these people to treat the corpse like this. Fortunately, she didn't die.
J72 rushed to Jiang He, patted her face and pressed her neck, "She's still breathing, she's not dead, she's still breathing."
Jiang He, who was trying to open her eyes wide, was stunned by J72's slap. Who was this person? He wanted to slap her to death.
Jiang He was carried by J72 to the bathhouse to take a bath.
J72 actually didn't have much strength. He looked frail and his hands were even weaker. But Jiang He was just skin and bones now and didn't weigh much, so he couldn't feel much weight while carrying him on his back.
Before entering the small dark room, her face still had a cute baby fat, but now she is skin and bones, with no flesh on her face. She looks like a living dead. As J72 walked, she reached out and touched her eyes.
Jiang He put her head on his shoulder. Seeing a grown man crying, she felt a little funny but also confused.
Actually, the two of them didn't have much in common. How did someone so sentimental and fragile survive in such a heinous place?
The bathhouse does not distinguish between men and women. There was no one inside during meal time. The water from the shower was very small and cold.
J72 no longer cared about the difference between men and women. He didn't help Jiang He undress. He rubbed the blood off her body through her clothes while explaining in a low voice, "Hot water is only available in the bathhouse on Wednesdays and Sundays."
Jiang He didn't respond. She opened her mouth to catch the water flowing into her mouth.
When the water ran out halfway through the shower, J72 said, "The points I have are only enough to last me five minutes."
No wonder he just rubbed Jiang He's body like rubbing pig hair, quickly and fiercely.
Fortunately, Jiang He was now barely clean, and J72 continued to carry Jiang He to her dormitory.
The dormitory is on the fifth floor. There is no elevator, so you need to climb the stairs, which are very narrow and steep.
J72 carried Jiang He on his back and climbed to the fifth floor using his hands and feet.
After finding Jiang He's dormitory, he sat down at the door and said breathlessly, "Hurry up and change your clothes. We have to go get food."
There's also a time limit for getting food; after a certain point, there's no food. Food is crucial; if you don't eat, you don't have the energy to work, and if you can't work, you can't earn points, and if you don't have points, you can't get food. It's a vicious cycle, and to avoid death, everyone strictly abides by the rules.
When Jiang He heard about the meal preparation, he was even more enthusiastic than J72.
Fortunately, it was not too late, and both of them got one dish, one soup and one serving of rice.
The rice was white, the vegetables were black, and the soup was green. They tasted tasteless, just a little salty.
The two arrived at the cafeteria too late and there were no seats left at the tables and chairs. J72 took Jiang He to squat next to a big pillar. While eating, he explained the rules of the training camp to Jiang He.
"You can't fight, or you'll be locked up in a small dark room. They say being locked up in a small dark room is like chronic suicide. Nine out of ten people will bang their heads in there and commit suicide, and the remaining one will go crazy when he comes out."
Jiang He thought about the narrow, dark environment of the small dark room, and felt that although it was depressing and terrifying, he wouldn't be tortured to the point of going crazy or dying, right?
At most, people with big appetites will starve to death.
"Here, you need points to redeem for eating and bathing."
The wristbands given to you when you entered the training camp only displayed your personal number under normal circumstances, but if you activated it with your pupil, you could see on the screen how many points you had.
"Newcomers start with 50 points. A regular meal costs 20 points, and adding meat is extra. A shower costs 20 points."
These 50 points are not enough for a normal person's three meals a day. If you want to eat, you have to do the tasks issued by the training camp.
Service.
Jiang He aimed his pupils at the small hole on the bracelet that flashed green light, and several rows of densely packed small words appeared on the bracelet.
No.: 0112
Points: 80
Illegal fighting: -800
Jiang He looked at J72 in confusion.
J72 cannot see the screen of Jiang He’s bracelet, as only the bound pupil can see the screen.
Jiang He told him the information displayed on the screen.
"Someone should have tipped you 50." J72 had been in the training camp for ten days and was pretty familiar with how to earn points. "People who watch 'The Abyss' can tip these criminals, but the processing fee is very high. They tipped 500 federal coins, and we only received 50 points."
When he'd watched "The Abyss," he'd never understood who would tip the heinous criminals on Planet A62, thinking the ridiculously high fees were a welcome relief. Now that he'd become one of the criminals on Planet A62, the thought of the 500 federal coins someone tipped Jiang He for only enough to buy him two meals here made him feel incredibly painful. He gritted his teeth and cursed, "Damn capitalism! Such high fees are like taking advantage of people's lives."
Jiang He didn't think too much about it. After listening to J72's explanation, she knew that to earn points, she had to either work in the mines or in mineral refineries and processing plants. These jobs were physically demanding, requiring a 12-hour workday after clocking in. Points were paid daily, and absenteeism would result in double point deductions.
"You can earn 100 points a day by mining, but Jun ore is harmful to the human heart and lungs. Robots and mutants go mining more often, while mutants and genetic people rarely go to the mines."
Jiang He, "What happens if the points are negative?"
Not only did she see rewards on her screen, but she also saw "Fighting -800".
Fighting will not only result in being locked up in a small dark room, but will also result in 800 points being deducted. No wonder those bald guys didn't fight with her before.
Perhaps in their eyes, she, a newcomer who dared to fight, was no different from being dead, and there was no need to spend 800 points on a dead person.
"You'll die." J72 shuddered, sniffed, and muttered desperately at Jiang He, "If your points are still negative on Sunday, you'll be dragged away by the prison guards. It's said that those who are dragged away are eaten alive by the mutant beasts raised by the warden."
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