The thing Murphy was carrying fell to the ground with a thud.

Pei Ji glanced at them coolly: "Come in and close the door."

Everyone moved their legs mechanically, very uniformly.

He moved his gaze back to the girl's neck, because she was wearing stolen clothes of an unknown man whose genes were derived from wild boars, so at this moment her body was filled with a strange and pungent pig smell.

This is intolerable for any male.

Pei Ji didn't say anything and just started. He quickly grabbed the zipper at the collar of her dress and pulled it down. Because of the force, two buttons at her waist broke.

The next moment, "Pa—" Pei Ji received a small slap mark on his handsome face.

Duan Moyan's eyes were red, she curled up and stared at him as if facing a powerful enemy, believing that if Pei Ji made another move, he would be slapped one after another.

The men of the fifth team, who were watching the whole process of their boss being beaten, all had the same thought in their minds - she is so cute.

In the federation of the new era, due to the imbalance in the ratio of men to women, men undertake various complex and heavy tasks in daily life. They work hard, and it is difficult to see single young women. Therefore, various Internet idols and virtual idols have become

became their spiritual support.

At this time of extreme lack of emotion, seeing a living and beautiful girl with their own eyes undoubtedly deeply touched their hearts.

Pei Ji ignored the slap mark on his face. He turned around and threw the man's combat uniform out of the window. He came back and sat down on the floor next to her with his legs crossed.

As soon as he moved, the other men who were standing by the door also moved their stiff bodies and sat down one after another behind Pei Ji. They lined up and looked up at her with an indescribable strange look.

: It’s not hostility, it’s a bit like the way people in the desert look at lizards.

Duan Moyan quietly stared at these tall, ruggedly dressed men for a while. As long as she moved a little, she could immediately sense a burst of tension and excitement from them. If her eyes were warm,

, she has undoubtedly been roasted.

Hungry in her belly, Duan Moyan quietly pressed her painful stomach with her left hand. Feeling deeply exhausted physically and mentally, she finally couldn't hold it in anymore and slowly spoke: "Who are you? What is this place?"

She probably hadn't drank water for too long, so her throat was dry and her voice was low and soft. To other people's ears, it was no less than a feather floating gently in the air.

Pei Ji noticed her physical condition and reached out to knock on a silver iron cabinet beside the bed. The silver cabinet door popped out automatically. He took out a small bottle of something from it. Because the bottle was opaque, it was also

Can't see clearly what's inside.

"Nutritional drink, drink it." Perhaps considering that the slap marks on his face were not gone yet, Pei Ji did not approach her, so he put the small bottle on the bed and withdrew his hand.

Duan Moyan thought about her current situation and felt that she might die of thirst or starvation if things continued like this, so she took the nutritional supplement without any pretense. The taste in her mouth was sour, not sweet.

However, people who survived in the apocalypse had nothing to eat, and she just ate a charcoal-grilled lizard without seasonings, so Duan Moyan was not picky at all, he raised his head and ate it all in one breath.

Seeing how fast she drank, Murphy, who was sitting aside, suddenly understood. He took out a piece of wrapped black bread from the bag he brought in and tentatively handed it forward.

"Little Miss...this is brown bread, please use it." Murphy's voice was very soft, as if any louder words would blow her away.

Duan Moyan recognized the man in front of her as the real owner of the watch she picked up. At this moment, the injury on his thigh did not seem to be fully healed, and there were sporadic blood stains on the bandage. His face only looked like that of a nineteen-year-old boy.

A pair of dark eyes looked at her wetly, full of expectation.

Duan Moyan thought of how they looked when they were fighting to save her, lowered her head and took the piece of bread with both hands: "Thank you."

Then Murphy's eyes were overflowing with happiness, and bright stars appeared in his amber pupils. Most of the other people looked at her with similar expressions, but it all ended with Duan Moyan's imageless expression.

, eating like a storm.

For girls born in the apocalypse, there is no such thing as table manners such as chewing carefully. Good habits such as holding the fork in the left hand and the knife in the right, and not crossing the ends of the chopsticks have sunk into the long river of human history.

They can only get a small amount of food distributed by the orphanage every day. If they eat slowly, they may be taken away by the older children. Moreover, in other poorer bases, countless people starve to death every day.

Duan Moyan, who grew up in this situation, didn't even think about what was in her mouth. She tore open the hard black bread with her hands, quickly bit the bread into small pieces with her teeth, and swallowed it at an extremely fast speed.

Go into your mouth. This piece of bread has a fragrant oatmeal flavor and is easier to eat than the one you just stole in the lounge.

She didn't think there was anything wrong, but everyone else was dumbfounded.

The girl held a piece of bread and gnawed it hungrily. If you didn't know better, you would have thought she was eating some delicacy - but in fact, it was just a coarse-grain bread supplied to the prisoners in the penal colony, and it was not even filling. Living in a more modern world

People in some areas at least eat fine-grain white bread, and no one will eat this.

This scene was so shocking that no one among the young people spoke. It was as if someone had punched the softest part of their hearts, and an emotion called distress overflowed.

Where did she come from?

Pei Ji Ding looked at her for a while and suddenly said: "This is Prison A3 in Area 12, with a population of about 50,000. The place where you were found before is a desert mine in an uninhabited area. In addition, there are four other prisons in Area 12.

Prisons are all located in swamps, salt lakes, mountains and other places, with little population difference."

Duan Moyan paused: "Prison?"

Pei Ji gestured to the thing behind his ear. It was a barcode. It was so delicate and small that if you didn't look carefully, you would have thought it was a tattoo. Each of them had a different barcode, which represented the exile ID here, which was almost also in the file.

The meaning of disciplinary record.

"You don't have a barcode. You must have come in through abnormal channels from outside." No matter how crazy the ruler is, he will not let a woman go to jail. This is why there are so many people in District 12, but not a single woman.

"Please forgive me for the offense just now. Now can you tell us where you are from?"

Pei Ji spoke slowly, and Duan Moyan looked into his pair of yellow jade pupils that were obviously different from ordinary people, and then she had the opportunity to carefully observe this man's appearance.

His hair is dark and slightly curly, tied into a bunch at the back of his head, with a few strands falling down in front of his forehead. His skin color is light and honey, and his facial features look a bit mixed-race, but the outline of an Asian can be seen. His overall temperament is full of hormones and very sexual.

feel.

Duan Moyan had a premonition that what happened next would be extraordinary, so she slowly spoke: "I'm from the Changping base in northern China."

Several people present showed more or less different expressions, either doubtful or surprised. Murphy reminded her in a low voice: "Miss, we have stopped mentioning the country now. You can say that you have Chinese blood or American blood.

I have European blood, but I can’t talk about the country.”

Duan Moyan's brows jumped and she looked at Pei Ji, who explained her confusion calmly: "China, in its history of more than two hundred years ago, was the largest old political country in Asia before the establishment of the World Federation.

Most of the former land belongs to what is now Oviwesia.”

"World Federation...two hundred years?" Duan Moyan repeated blankly.

Murphy looked around, pulled up a poster posted on the wall, and unfolded it, revealing a map of the world that was now completely changed.

Pei Ji pointed to the upper block and said: "The whole world is divided into seven continents. You are in Oviwesia. In addition, there are Nancawenzhou, Nardanbinzhou, and Huobenlazhou.

...You’ve never heard of one?”

Duan Moyan shook her head blankly. Her original firm belief was shaken at this moment. Could it be that she had traveled to a parallel universe?

"So, you are from China... two hundred years ago." Pei Ji looked at her expression and then said: "Unlike your original country, the current world federation consists of seven continents. Each continent has a supreme leader.

The head of state is elected by the parliament. In addition, the legislative and judicial powers are controlled by the parliament and the grand court respectively. Each continent is divided into 1-12 administrative divisions. You are in the 12th district of Oviwesia.

"

Pei Ji talked so much in one breath, but Duan Moyan actually didn't listen at all. She looked at the map in Murphy's hand. The continental plate was still the same plate, but the familiar big oriental rooster logo was no longer visible. Her whole body was full of energy.

They all instantly became depressed.

People who have traveled far away have to travel thousands of miles to get home, and neither wind, snow nor torrential rain can stop them. No one can explain how cruel it is to never be able to return to your homeland.

It was probably because her expression was so disappointed that the men sitting in rows below became inexplicably anxious.

Murphy spoke eagerly: "Miss, don't be afraid. Although... although China is gone, people of Chinese blood have survived. Tours has one-sixteenth of the Chinese blood. I remember that you are too

Grandpa is Chinese, right?"

Tours, who was slapped on the back, was stunned for a moment, and then immediately nodded wildly, although he himself didn't know if there was such an ancestor.

Duan Moyan's attention was attracted by these two people, her frustration was interrupted, and her expression was stunned and a little confused.

Pei Ji, who was sitting closest to her, sighed: "Don't tell anyone else that you are from China. Everyone in our team will keep it a secret. Area 12 is very dangerous. There are no good people here. We will protect you as much as possible."

...I also hope you can give us some trust."

After he finished speaking, others looked at her expectantly.

Pei Ji continued with his magnetic voice: "Now there are two common languages ​​of the Federation, Chinese and English, because there are so many people using them, so as long as the culture still exists, the bloodline will not be extinct."

"My surname is Pei, and my name is Pei Ji. This is also a traditional Chinese surname, right?"

Duan Moyan nodded fiercely.

Her nose was slightly sour, she lowered her head and took a few more bites of the bread.

In the small checkered room with simple conditions, the gentle wind outside the window blew away the broken hair on the girl's cheeks. The men of the fifth team squatted beside the bed and watched quietly. No one in the entire federation knew what they were guarding at this moment.

of treasures.

Pei Ji reached out and wiped away the remaining crumbs from the corner of her mouth with his thumb, then moved very naturally, brought it to his lips and licked it.

Duan Moyan:...Brother, please restrain yourself.

Pei Ji pointed to his companions who were particularly frightened behind him: "We are the fifth team. There are 46 teams in this A3 prison. We are ranked based on overall strength."

There are only four people in the fifth team. Compared to the dozens of people in other teams, his short sentence is enough to show his strength.

Several other people also rushed to introduce themselves, and the scene was like a blind date meeting.

"Miss, my name is Murphy, I'm 20 years old this year! My talent level is S. My genes are 50% mastiff and 20% golden retriever. I usually eat everything, I'm very easy to raise, and I don't have any bad habits!"

"My name is Green. I am a pangolin. I have no other special features except my tough skin..."

"My name is Turs, talent level S, I am Cassowary..."

Pei Ji stood aside with his arms folded, looking at the girls surrounded by his team members. All four of them came from civilian families, and their fathers were not eligible to get spouses, so they were born using substitute wombs. These teenagers have been born since they were sensible.

They entered the military training because of their high genetic endowment, but they have never been in contact with young women, let alone getting so close.

Pei Ji glanced at the silent night outside the window.
Chapter completed!