Lu Qingyu carefully observed his surroundings and was very alert.
If something goes wrong, there must be a monster!
There are dangerous people everywhere in this death camp, so Lu Qingyu will naturally not be fooled by this old man's mere appearance.
"Of course I am the owner of this house. Do you need to ask?"
The old man still looked trembling, as if a gust of wind could blow him over. After saying a few words, he seemed to be out of breath. After taking a few breaths, he continued, "It's you, I can
I’ve never seen a doll like you in the death camp! Why did you suddenly appear in the home of a bad old man like me?”
Lu Qingyu watched with cold eyes, but could not see any flaws in the old man. The old man's words, deeds, eye movements, everything seemed normal, and he looked exactly like a dying old man.
But the more normal it was, the more wary Lu Qingyu became.
"I'm the new one today, but I accidentally broke into my husband's home. I haven't asked him how to address me yet!"
Narrowing his eyes, Lu Qingyu asked coldly.
Hearing this, the old man raised his white eyebrows and seemed a little surprised:
"New here? How come I haven't heard of it! Don't lie to me, little baby!"
Lu Qingyu snorted coldly: "Hmph, why, do I have to report to an 'old man' like you when I go in and out of the death camp?"
Lu Qingyu specially emphasized the tone of the word "old man", and the sarcasm was obvious.
The old man smiled softly, but he didn't care about Lu Qingyu's hostile attitude. He seemed to have become accustomed to it:
"It's not about reporting, little doll. I know you have doubts in your heart, so you are inevitably worried about me. But speaking of it, it seems that every new person who comes here treats me like this. It's really annoying.
I have a headache. Let me introduce myself first. My surname is Hu. I am a soldier in this death camp. I am responsible for registering the names. I have been in this death camp for more than fifty years."
"Battle soldiers?" Lu Qingyu frowned, a little confused.
When Old Man Hu saw Lu Qingyu's appearance, he couldn't help but laugh, but he accidentally choked himself and coughed immediately.
Lu Qingyu raised his eyebrows and stood still.
After a full two or three minutes, Old Man Hu finally stopped coughing. There was already faint sweat on his forehead, and there was a sickly red color on his cheeks.
"Oh, after so many years, I have really aged!" Old Man Hu beat his waist with emotion, "When I first entered this death camp and took office, I could still drink and fight with the guys in the camp.
So many years have passed, they are all dead, and I am old, but I still can't get out of this small place!"
Lu Qingyu's heart moved and he tentatively said:
"So, you old man must know everything about the death camp?"
"That's natural!" Old Man Hu raised his head with some dignity and said with a smile, "I've been here for most of my life. Even the warden doesn't know this death camp better than me!"
Old Man Hu's words were full of confidence, as if this was the only capital he could show off in his life.
No matter how doubtful Lu Qingyu was, he couldn't help but believe in what Old Man Hu said.
Words, deeds, demeanor, and appearance can all be faked, but this kind of emotional expression from the heart is difficult to fake. Could it be that Old Man Hu is really a pawn?
Although Lu Qingyu was a little shaken in his heart, he did not relax his vigilance, but his tone seemed a little calmer.
"Then Mr. Hu, can you explain to me why the death camp is so deserted?"
Old Man Hu seemed to have noticed the change in Lu Qingyu's mentality, and looked a little happy: "Haha, little baby, since you are willing to ask me, you must have already trusted me to a certain extent. I am happy to hear your voice, Old Man Hu,
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen a polite kid like you enter a death camp.”
"Why, it's possible that all the people who have come in these years are reckless and vicious men. Then how do you, old man, survive to this day?"
Lu Qingyu blinked, and the temptation in his words came freely.
Old Man Hu was an old man, so he naturally heard the trick and immediately became happy:
"You kid, you are really clever. You are always trying to make things difficult for me! Yes, most of the people who come here are thugs who kill without blinking an eye. It is really easy to crush my old bones. What a pity.
, apart from my status as a soldier, I am also the only person in this death camp who knows medical skills. Everyone in the death camp knows this. In the death camp, no one can guarantee that he will never be injured. Once injured, he will face the dangers
It's death, so I still have some status in the eyes of most people. If new people want to hurt me, they really have to ask those old guys first!"
"It sounds reasonable!" Lu Qingyu pondered for a moment, but did not find anything wrong with his answer. He immediately couldn't help but believe the old man Hu, "Then why is there no one in this death camp today?
?”
"Because today is the day when the Destiny List is reshuffled!"
Faced with Lu Qingyu's question, Old Man Hu blurted out.
"Destiny List?"
Lu Qingyu's heart moved. He heard Shen Tianhua mention this word several times, but he never understood what it meant.
"Yes, the fate list!" Old Man Hu seemed to be a little excited, his face turned red for a moment, and he started talking non-stop.
It turns out that this fate list is a magical list in the death camp. There are nine people on it, who are the nine most powerful people in the death camp.
This fate list is reshuffled every month, and anyone in the death camp can challenge those on the list. At the same time, people with lower rankings on the list can also challenge people with higher rankings, thus
Take that person's place.
People in the death camp are willing to kill people at every turn, so every time the fate list is shuffled, there will be a bloody storm in the death camp. Seventy to eighty percent of the death rate in the death camp occurs on this day.
Yes, this shows how cruel the competition for the fate list is.
As for why everyone is desperately competing for a place on the fate list, this involves another term that is familiar to Lu Qingyu.
This term is called, Decision Day!
In secret cells and death camps, prisoners who are destined to die are held. They face the threat of death every day, and they live in fear every day. All of this is enough to slowly drive any hard-hearted man crazy.
But fortunately, they are not completely without a glimmer of hope. This day of decision, the fate list, is their chance of survival!
Every other month, the Destiny List is shuffled, and every six months, the Decision Day is opened!
Climb onto the fate list and survive the day of decision. This is the only glimmer of life in the death camp!
