Is it really okay to be spitted by more than 2,900 prisoners standing in this stinky pigpen and being joking like a monkey by the soldiers of the Goddess?
Qingchen asked himself that he didn't have that strong heart, but he had to start learning to understand.
Kamiya Yun looked straight at the prisoners, very satisfied that the prisoners finally succumbed to the temptation of food. He smiled and said to the soldiers of Kamiya, "Let them move stones for another hour and give 2,900 synthetic protein bars to 2,921 people in the evening."
He broke the contract and agreed not to be a coolie today, each person has an egg white bar, but he can modify what he said at will.
It seemed that the Sun Yat-sen Yunzhi was deliberately proclaiming.
In this A02 secret military base, the final interpretation belongs to him.
The prisoners bowed their heads numbly, and no one went to glar at Kamiyo Yunzhi. Opposition and complaint would bring about a beating.
Shen Daiyunzhi came to Qingchen and said with a smile: "Is it ironic? Those who once swore allegiance to Qing's family now despise you for a bite. Do you know that Qingmu did not commit suicide because this group of people can continue to live."
Qingchen smiled and said, "Your mother is dead."
Shen Dai Yunzhi's expression stagnated.
He thought Qingchen would tell him about the faith of Qing family and the persistence of Qing family intelligence personnel, but he did not expect that the most vulgar insult was the most vulgar insult.
Qingchen continued, "If you feel that you can make me surrender, then try it. From the moment I know you can't kill me, I will know your ending. I'm ready for that day, are you ready?"
Kamiyoshi turned around and left: "Don't worry, you will be trapped here for a long time, we can play slowly."
After saying that, he said to the soldier: "First hunger him for three days and three nights, and then feed him pig food. Is he so tough when he saw it?"
When he returned to the office, Shindae Yunzhi called someone. On the phone, an old but thick voice said: "The defense must deliberately leave a gap. When he is humiliated, he must also give him hope. Only in this way can he work hard to advance to level B when he returns, and the ancestors can be interested in this body."
Kamiyo Yunzhi replied in a low voice: "I understand, grandpa."
Night falls.
Qingchen saw the prisoners slowly walking towards the prison area under the organization of the Shen Dai soldiers.
Under the night, more than half of the prisoners lined up, and the people behind put their arms on the shoulders of the people in front, as if they were playing the train game when they were young.
The people behind them had no focal length in their eyes, just like blind people.
Qingchen was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized that this was because the prisoners had not consumed enough nutrition for a long time and had developed night blindness.
They must be guided by people with good eyesight so that they can return to the prison barracks under the night.
Qingchen looked at the prisoners. His clothes were thin chemical fiber winter clothes, and his feet were just a pair of thin rubber shoes.
Many people's ankles were swollen and their swollen feet were barely stuffed into their original shoes, which looked particularly awkward.
Qingchen sat in the mud of the pigpen and looked at the empty stone trough. He patted a black pig: "You are so unlucky, and you have to be hungry for three days by me."
The nights in the bitter and cold land were particularly cold, with the temperature of minus 30 degrees Celsius, which made Qingchen feel as if he was frozen in the mud.
This temperature cannot kill a C-level expert, which will only bring pain.
He felt all this seriously and remembered everything he had experienced in his mind.
In the past, he would want to hide his painful experiences, but now he wants to feel them more deeply.
Even the sufferings he had once taken out were examined one by one.
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The next morning.
The prisoners were driven to the rocky field like lambs.
While working, everyone looked at Qingchen from time to time.
They found that the boy was sitting in a pigpen with frost hanging on his hair and eyebrows.
Everyone knows how difficult the nights here are, especially Qingchen's clothes were wet with saliva and he didn't eat anything.
Kamiyoshi came out of the pigpen and said to the prisoners: "Stop the work in his hand, and each person hit him with a stone. Just like yesterday, the person who smashed him had an egg white stick to eat, and one less person hit him, and everyone had no food to eat. Whoever lost his strength would give him a whip."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
A prisoner who was brought here because of hooking up with a woman from a high caste picked up a stone as big as a fist and threw it towards Qingchen's head.
Qingchen just slanted his head and hid.
But he was restricted by his movements by shackles, and he could still avoid one person, but more than two thousand were unable to hide.
One prisoner after another walked out of the pigpen and threw out the stones.
Qingchen was covered in scars everywhere.
Qing's intelligence personnel walked up to him and hesitated with the stone. Even though the soldiers beside them whipped it with whips, they did not throw the stone out.
I saw the blood dripping from the backs of those people.
Qingchen said calmly: "It's okay."
These four words again.
The Qing family's intelligence personnel finally threw out the stone and smashed it on Qingchen's body, making a thump, smashing the wound on Qingchen's body torn apart again.
Blood mixed into the soil along the clothes, and the black pigs were so scared that they hid in the corner again.
After all the prisoners left, he was gasping and sitting in the pigpen. Even his current strength level was still hurt.
Early in the morning of the third day.
When all the prisoners walked out of the prison area to work, they immediately looked at the pigpen, wanting to see if the boy was dead.
But the next scene stunned everyone.
I saw that the originally airtight pigpen was built around the stone that the boy smashed at him yesterday and built a circle of wind-shielding walls.
The other party did not complain or surrender, and still used his own actions to show his will.
The soldiers of the Goddess rushed over frantically and pushed down the graveled wall, but Qingchen did not look depressed.
At some point, the Qing family's intelligence personnel even felt that the young man looked at the soldiers of the Goddess, and there was some sympathy.