When Qu Jianlei was called over by Mr. Sai, he was a little confused, "...hire me?"
"Remember, don't ask me questions back!" Mr. Sai raised his hand and nodded at him, "Just this once!"
Next time, he will kill someone!
Qu Jianlei quickly organized his thoughts, "I won't ask again, but my transportation business is not full."
"Not...full?" Mr. Sai was also a little unaccustomed to this Blue Star-style statement.
If you just say that there is very little transportation business, wouldn't that be the end of it?
There is indeed something wrong mentally!
Mr. Sai paused for a moment before asking again, "Are you saying that your ability to obtain information is poor?"
"Yes," Qu Jianlei nodded, "Not many scavengers have the money to rent a car, and they generally don't show off their wealth."
The truth of the matter is that waste pickers are very tight-lipped and their circle is very exclusive, and he is just a peripheral auxiliary worker!
"This... doesn't matter," Mr. Sai didn't want to admit that he had made a mistake.
Moreover, it is necessary to place a chess piece there. It is nothing more than a hidden piece becoming an open piece.
"You just need to tell me, do you accept the offer?"
What would be the consequences of not accepting the employment? Qu Jianlei was surprised to ask this question. After all, everyone knew that he was not in his right mind.
But considering it was "just this once", he still said, "I'm stupid and I'm afraid I won't do it well, so the employment fee shouldn't be too high."
If the employment fee is too high, the other party may have to inject themselves with injections in order to reduce the risk!
"You are not stupid," Mr. Sai smiled meaningfully.
The contact time between the two parties was very short, but he still felt that the other party had no obvious deficiencies in intelligence.
It's just that there seems to be some mental problems, but this person's quality of telling the truth can be considered a smart behavior.
Mr. Sai didn't bother to explain. Anyway, it was just a casual move, "How about two tubes of nutritional supplements a day?"
Qu Jianlei's eyes lit up. He had been hungry for six whole years. "If you get important news, you will be rewarded...that's how it should be!"
——As long as you dangle me with rewards, I will definitely work hard.
"As expected, I didn't ask any questions," Mr. Sai laughed when he heard this. "You didn't respond slowly, how could you be a fool?"
"The rewards are many, it depends on what information you can find out... Go get the injection!"
Do you want injections? Qu Jianlei's heart sank, that's all you have!
Do you understand the difference between differentiation and differentiation? Different treatment will trigger competition and you can get more news.
He complained in his heart, but kept a calm expression on his face, "Oh, injections are also very expensive."
This was the second time Mr. Sai heard him say "injections are expensive" and he thought to himself that you really have never seen the world.
But then I thought about it, the other person could take four tubes of nutritional supplements in one go, and I can imagine how miserable life must be.
So he looked at the people around him and raised two fingers, which meant "No. 2 injection."
The No. 2 injection is an improved version of the No. 1 injection and is slightly less toxic.
After all, this man is a fool and his constitution is not good enough. It would be a pity if he died before he could take the antidote.
Qu Jianlei didn't notice this detail. His head was filled with depression: Do we still need injections?
What he cannot tolerate the most is being involuntarily controlled by others, not to mention the huge danger to his life.
The environment in the wasteland is very harsh, but just looking at the weapons, you can see how advanced the technology was before the end.
Toxic injection + antidote in batches... this is normal, okay?
He subconsciously wanted to take risks and escape. Really, his mind was a little out of control.
But when he saw two headless corpses not far away, he suppressed the impulse in his heart.
Because he was so restrained, his body couldn't help shaking violently.
Others looked at him strangely, but they didn't find it strange at all... Isn't it normal to be afraid of being injected with poison?
Everyone knows that Silly Qu is timid and would rather work hard than scavenge.
While Qu Jianlei forcibly restrained his impulse, he quickly analyzed everything he saw.
He wanted to identify the name of the light blue injection on the medicine bottle, but obviously, it was impossible for the other party to make such a stupid mistake.
Injection into the deltoid muscle of the arm. Oops, it’s still the left arm...
This means that toxins can reach the heart quickly.
Wait...is there anyone who can inject in the right arm? This seems like an opportunity.
——If it reaches the heart a little slower, it can be considered a chance.
Qu Jianlei secretly twisted the deltoid muscles of his right arm. This was the same trick he used to escape from trouble. He had practiced it by himself.
If it has any use, it can temporarily partially seal blood vessels.
This method is very strange, but it cannot be used in fighting, so in the past six years, he has always been a weakling.
Similarly, it consumes a lot of calories, and under normal circumstances, it is impossible for him to use it.
But there is nothing we can do now, we can only hold on for a while.
Fortunately, he had just taken four nutritional supplements, excluding those that were in long-term deficit, and his body was temporarily filled with calories.
Qu Jianlei walked forward with his right arm exposed, and the person responsible for the injection glanced at him.
Logically speaking, the injection should be done in the left arm. The reason... is of course what Qu Jianlei thought.
However, this requirement is not that strict. Since the opponent has exposed his right arm and is covered in blood scabs, so be it.
The needle was not even changed, and almost three milliliters of liquid was injected in five seconds. The roughness was evident.
But this is the wasteland, and few people care about the feelings of the weak.
Qu Jianlei believes that if the other party did not want to change the needle and was worried about the needle breaking, the speed might be faster.
Pushing the needle to the end, Qu Jianlei frowned slightly, this... is wrong!
Although the blood vessels had been temporarily sealed, he could still feel that the injection contained violent energy.
He was puzzled, but his face showed no expression, his eyelids drooped, and he silently stepped aside.
I thought it was a controllable neurotoxin or something, but it turned out... it was an impact of disordered energy?
But this energy shock... can kill people? And, is there an antidote?
If you can't figure it out, then don't think about it. Qu Jianlei stood there silently.
Not long after, he felt hot from the deltoid muscle of his right arm to the tips of his right fingers.
After the injection, the scavengers each received a paper cup of water, "Drink it!"
The water is really clear, even clearer than mineral water, which is rare to see in the wasteland.
However, no one is grateful. Every wasteland survivor is an expert in wilderness survival.
As we all know, this is to promote the movement of medicine in the body.
Someone muttered, "My body is a little hot...is this an early attack?"
The person in charge of the injection looked at him and said, "The attack occurs once every five days. Now it is a normal reaction."
When Qu Jianlei heard the word "attack", he became more and more unwilling to let the unknown medicine enter his shoulders or armpits.
But resisting it is really hard, and... it really consumes calories.
Almost ten minutes later, someone came over and handed him a stained cloth bag.
Inside the bag were ten tubes of nutritional supplements and a simple alloy ring.
Nutritional supplements are five days' wages. There is a concave and convex button on the alloy ring. He has important information and can press the button.
Those unimportant news should still be reported to the Hongsi settlement and receive the next five days' pay at the same time.
"Thank you," Qu Jianlei said politely, while opening a tube of nutritional supplements and squeezing it directly into his mouth.
At the end, he reversed the outer membrane and licked the residue on the nutrient into his mouth.
In the wasteland, everyone...all the poor people eat nutrients like this.
Qu Jianlei's resentment has even reduced a little bit... It's good to have his salary in advance.
The key is that it was sent at the right time, he almost couldn't bear it anymore.
After another five minutes, the last guy who escaped was chased back - he was too dead to die anymore.
Then, Mr. Sai and his motorcade roared away, just as they came.
The weapons of the survivors were also returned. The nobles in Hongzi's settlement looked down upon such crude gadgets.
A big man with a sinister face walked up to Qu Jianlei, raised his hand and pushed, "Boy, what did you get?"
The big man is a hunter and carries a Gauss automatic gun on his back, but he doesn't think he needs to take off the gun.
The scavengers looked at this scene indifferently, and some secretly regretted that they had taken a step too late.
The burly man was not the best among the hunters. There was a lean man who even carried a laser sniper rifle.
But a high-end hunter didn't bother to cause trouble for such a small ant, and he looked at it coldly.
"Mr. Sai's commission for hiring me," Qu Jianlei replied expressionlessly, "and the communicator... do you want to take it away?"
"Commission?" The big man's eyes lit up and he looked a little out of his mind.
But the next moment, he reacted, with a hint of fear in his eyes.
"Mr. Sai hired you...what did he hire you for?"
"I'm asked to report the news about the mine," Qu Jianlei answered straightforwardly, "I think it's difficult for me to complete it. How about you do it instead?"
The tough guy turned around and walked away.
Are you kidding? Mr. Sai can look down on the scavengers, but he really doesn't dare.
If you are desperate, a hunter is definitely better than a scavenger, but if he dares to take this job, he will be tricked to death one day.
The man carrying a laser sniper rifle asked, "Why did Mr. Sai choose you?"
"Because... I'm not a scavenger," Qu Jianlei couldn't explain all this.
I hope you are smart enough to understand what I am saying.
Needless to say, more than one person really understood it. The survivors are all survival experts, and there are always those with passing IQs.
A dirty female scavenger spoke up, "It's silly, isn't it? Do you want to threaten us with this?"
When the other scavengers heard this, their expressions also changed slightly.
I don’t know how many people have thought about integrating the waste pickers in the garbage dump, but they have never done so, and most of them have disappeared.
Mr. Sai... is quite powerful, but how powerful can he be?
"I never do bad things," Qu Jianlei replied a little baffled.
But the next moment, he looked at a hunter and said coldly, "Put down the laser pistol in your hand!"