Chapter 010 Want to fight?
The bracelet can only display the number of points, cannot capture more detailed information, and is even less likely to interact.
This thing is like an antique. It can only use the basic functions, but nothing else works.
After Jiang He swiped his wristband and entered the bathhouse, he found that it was still a large bathhouse with no cubicles. A large number of people stood on the ground, and there were many water holes in the ceiling spraying water down. Everyone wore clothes when bathing, not for privacy, but so that they could wash their clothes at the same time.
Of course, it could also be to prevent soap from being picked up.
After washing, you walk to the disinfection room. The whole process is simple and quick. You hardly need to stop, you can walk in and out.
After a tiring day, everyone was hungry and in a hurry to catch the bus to eat, so no one would stop in the bathroom.
The neat and rapid flushing is like the livestock hanging on the machine hooks in the processing plant, which are scrubbed and disinfected after being slaughtered.
Oh, there is still a difference. This is automatic, while those domestic animals do not need to walk and are passive.
Jiang He's hair had not been cut bald yet. When she was disinfected, white foam was sprayed all over her body. When she went out, the foam on her body had dissipated, but there was still dense white foam on her head, solidified on her hair like foam glue, and could not be pulled off with hands.
She finally understood why everyone in the training camp was bald.
After coming out wet, because there is no drying step, there are water stains every step I take. Everyone is like this, but no one cares.
Everyone is more concerned about whether they can rush back to the cafeteria to eat early.
On the bus back to the training camp, Jiang He looked down at his fingertips again.
The fingertip is fine, no different from the other one.
Where are those five iron-eating ants in her body?
Alive or dead? Why didn't she feel anything?
Why do her fingers have little tentacles like an octopus?
Jiang He was full of questions, but the system was as quiet as a chicken and didn't give her any response.
Her relationship with the system is a bit like that of a superior and a subordinate.
She was the subordinate, and the superior leader would only appear and speak when issuing orders. Normally, she could not summon the leader even if she shouted at the top of her lungs.
But the system should clearly be an auxiliary.
Unfortunately, my mind is blank and I can’t remember anything.
The two people in the back seat spoke in low voices, and their conversation successfully diverted Jiang He's attention.
"Black Snake's group went in with four people, but only one came out. He was seriously injured and died before he could even say a few words."
"Is this true?"
"Really? I'm telling you, don't talk nonsense. Remember to dig outside the mine tomorrow. Don't go inside. That nail-eating green python must have mutated again."
"How can these beasts mutate so easily? We work so hard, but they still look like this."
"The crystal core of that nail-eating green python will definitely help us advance, but it's a pity that we even failed to get the black snake."
Their voices were very low, and when they spoke together, they sounded like rustling breaths to others, but Jiang He had sharp senses and could hear them clearly.
When lunch started at 8 o'clock in the training camp, Jiang He was already queuing up. There were many people in front of her, and of course there were also people cutting in line.
Those who cut in line were all influential figures in the three major organizations. They walked straight to the window to get food as if no one was around, and even the prisoners who were getting food would give them extra food.
It was already half past eight when J72 arrived at the restaurant. He didn't play much and chose the lowest-end 20-point set meal.
After he got his meal, he glanced at the crowd and saw Jiang He sitting on a stool. He was surprised and hesitated for a moment. Just as he was about to turn in another direction, he saw Jiang He waving at him, so he had to go over.
The tables and chairs in the restaurant were also divided into circles. There were a total of forty-two long tables. The Inhuman Organization occupied twenty-five of them, the Deformed People occupied ten, and the remaining seven were occupied by robots.
Ten people can sit around a table, but they are all important people in the organization, and they are not crowded together.
So most of the time, even though there are empty seats, people still eat while standing or sitting on the ground.
Jiang He was sitting at the table of the Alien Organization, and next to her was the leader of the Alien Organization, Qin Han.
There was no one else at Qin Han's table; it was quite empty. Jiang He said to J72 who was walking over, "Sit here."
J72 has been living in the training camp for ten days. Although there are many people here, he has already memorized the faces of the important figures from the three major organizations.
Seeing Jiang He's innocent look, completely unaware of the important person he had offended, he was so frightened that he dared not breathe. He took small steps over and said, "Let's go eat somewhere else."
Jiang He looked at J72 with a puzzled expression. The other person blinked as if he had lost the ability to control his eyelids.
J72 had no choice but to bend down and greet Qin Han, "Hello, Brother Qin, I'm sorry, my friend just got here and doesn't know you."
Qin Han's younger brother Lan Hu, who had just finished preparing the meal for Qin Han, trotted over and sneered, "Just arrived? Since you're here, then say hello to Brother Qin. Okay, let's try our best to catch the moon."
The "monkey scooping the moon" ritual, a custom created at the camp, involves bending over and licking your partner's shoes. Legs must be straight, the movements must be precise, and the shoe must be licked perfectly.
J72 was stunned for a moment, then nodded immediately, "Okay, okay, no problem. Thank you, Brother Tiger, for your generosity."
"Who are you calling Brother Tiger? You are a lowly fellow, what qualifications do you have to call me Brother Tiger?"
The Inhumans look down on the deformed humans and robots, and they also look down on ordinary people. J72 is an ordinary person. He can neither join the Inhuman organization nor the other two organizations. Even if ordinary people want to be lickers for these three organizations, they cannot get in.
J72 has become accustomed to such a life. He spends all the points he earns every day on food and drink and the rest on protection fees. There are many people like him who are outside the three major organizations in the training camp and they can only survive by paying protection fees.
Lan Hu reached out to smash J72's plate, but his wrist was grabbed by Jiang He halfway.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm a bad-mouthed person." J72 was startled and apologized hurriedly. He then pulled Jiang He's sleeve to try to smooth things over. Even if he and Jiang He had ten heads, they couldn't afford to offend these big shots. If they wanted to survive in the training camp, they had to admit defeat.
Jiang He tilted his head slightly to look at Lan Hu, "You want to fight?"
Lan Hu's eyes are blue and his forehead wrinkles are very deep. At first glance, it looks like there is a "king" character tattooed on his forehead.
Her hands were thin and fragile, like bone claws. Her palms were covered with blisters from a day of mining. Lan Hu could even feel the sticky blood stains from the blisters on her hands when she pinched him, but what he felt more clearly was her strength.
The fingers that were clearly as thin as bones were pinching his wrist, as if strangling his neck. He tried hard to break free, and his veins were exposed, but he couldn't break free. Not to mention breaking free, he couldn't even move an inch.
The woman turned her head and looked at Qin Han, "I didn't understand clearly, so let's just let it go like this?"
The voice was calm, neither humble nor arrogant, as if they were discussing something.
Even after she understood everything, she did not show any panic or humility.
It's clearly a deliberate provocation.
Lan Hu was so angry that he gritted his teeth and was about to speak when Qin Han stopped him.
Qin Han raised his eyelids and stared at her. He was very handsome. The prisoners' blue striped prison uniform made him look noble and gentle like a rich young man.
No wonder the warden took a liking to him. He really is the most handsome man among the prisoners.
Jiang He had originally chosen to sit here because she thought Qin Han looked like a nice guy. She'd spent the entire day hanging out with strangely distorted robots, and having someone who exuded a kind aura around her while she ate would encourage her to eat more.
Qin Han's voice matched his looks. He spoke in a deep voice and asked with a smile, "Why?"
His smile was gentle, but it didn't reach his eyes.
Jiang He replied firmly, "This deal is worth it for you."
She and Lan Hu were fighting here and they were going to be locked up in a small dark room.
People like Qin Han definitely don't care about the 800 points deducted for fighting.
But Jiang He felt that it would be shameful for the bigwigs from the three major organizations to go into a place like the small dark room even if they could survive.
Because she and J72, a small-time idiot, had their capable subordinate locked up in a dark room for ten days, which was both embarrassing and painful, and it was not worth it. Furthermore, they would be laughed at by the other two major organizations.
"Okay." Qin Han patted the seat next to him and said to Jiang He, "Sit down."
Jiang He finally let go of Lan Hu's wrist and asked, "Can my friend sit here?"
"No, no, no, I don't need to. I don't need to sit." J72 was so scared that his legs were shaking. He sat on the ground behind Jiang He with his plate in his hand, his tongue trembling. "I'm used to sitting on the ground."
In fact, J72 wanted to run away and find an empty place to sit. He felt uneasy sitting here.
Jiang He didn't force it. She picked up a chicken leg from the bowl and handed it to J72 who was sitting behind her. "Thank you for the points this morning."
An additional chicken leg costs 20 points. In addition to the rice, Jiang He also ordered three chicken legs today.
This chicken leg didn't look like a chicken leg at all. It was twice as big as a normal chicken thigh. The meat was very hard and had a strong fishy smell. But Jiang He was so hungry that she had already eaten a whole chicken leg before waiting for J72 to arrive.
J72 took the chicken leg and tremblingly whispered to Jiang He, "This is the leader of the aliens, don't talk nonsense."
Boss of the aliens, Jiang He glanced at Qin Han’s bracelet. Qin Han’s number was: 1111.
Dormitory No. 11.
Lan Hu went back to get himself some food.
Qin Han's meal was very rich, but there was no chicken leg in it. Instead, there were a few pieces of meat that Jiang He had never seen in the bowl before.
Perhaps sensing Jiang He's gaze, he said, "The mutant red broiler chicken likes to live in rotten places. It has sixteen legs."
Jiang He: ...
She lowered her head and slowly ate the remaining chicken leg.
She's talking as if the place she lives in is so clean. We all live on a garbage planet. Why should people with two legs discriminate against people with sixteen legs? It's good enough that they don't discriminate against us.
She glanced at J72 out of the corner of her eye. J72 was eating as happily as she was.
Lan Hu prepared his meal and sat down. He was followed by a companion who was very tall and was called Brown Bear by everyone. These two people were Qin Han's right-hand men.
Brown Bear was accompanied by D006. He patted D006 and said to Qin Han, "Brother Qin, if it weren't for Caihe, I really wouldn't be able to deal with that aberrant beast today."
Only those who are powerful and influential have code names, such as J72. Everyone will only call him by his number, and even asking his name seems redundant.
After all, here, no one knows how many people die every day, so asking their names is completely unnecessary.
Jiang He glanced at them. D006 had been doing quite well recently. Compared to J72, one was in heaven and the other in hell. Of course, she thought J72 was quite impressive for surviving ten days in such a place.
Caihe looked up at Jiang He, who was sitting next to Qin Han, with a slightly puzzled look in his eyes. Brown Bear then asked, "Hey, Brother Qin, is this your new ability? What is it?"
"No." Lan Hu rolled his eyes and said, "It's just that a blind guy sat here."
Caihe breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
He ignored Jiang He, sat at the bottom seat, lowered his head and started eating.
Although he couldn't tell what Jiang He was like, every time he saw Jiang He, his body would instinctively reject him and feel a sense of danger that made him want to fight.
This woman is dangerous and he doesn't like her.
Brown Bear looked at Jiang He and said, "Are you trying to offer yourself to me? My brother Han won't like you, but I do. Come with me."
Lan Hu rolled his eyes when he heard that. "Have you never seen a woman before? Look at her skinny appearance, and her head full of foam. How can you eat her?"
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