2165 Lin Sanjiu, Lin Sanjiu, Tu Mei Tou, Tu Ma Tou
The mother was stunned.
"Why is it too high again?" Her voice was filled with anger from lack of sleep, hoarse as if the air had been torn apart, and attracted a lot of attention. "Didn't I just drain all the doomsday energy from his body the day before yesterday?
Yes? During the test yesterday, the energy level was still normal. How come his doomsday energy was too high again in just one day?"
"If it's high, it's high." The operator said with a straight face: "As a mother, you don't even know what's going on with your child. How can I know?"
"It's impossible for me to take him for a walk outside!" The young mother's face turned red. "We have been on the farm -"
"It's common for children to have poor resistance and be easily invaded by doomsday energy. Haven't I told you this repeatedly?" It was almost visible to the naked eye. The operator's patience was exhausted with these words, "Hurry up.
Do you want to smoke or not? It is impossible to make mistakes when testing the cup. If you don’t smoke, you are responsible for yourself and don’t delay the next person.”
The young mother paused, and her expression turned ugly because of the words "responsible for yourself." After a few seconds, she put the child down again and said, "Can you drain out the doomsday energy this time?"
, how could he bear to have his blood drawn repeatedly like this..."
"Do I still need you to teach me my job?" the operator scolded her. "You think we can't do it, why don't you do it yourself?"
The mother stopped talking.
The silver needle shone with a cold light and was suddenly inserted into the baby's arm. Lin Sanjiu watched from a few steps away and felt that the needle pricked much harder than the others - before the baby screamed loudly.
While crying, the operator drew out a syringe full of blood.
"He is still so young..." The young mother seemed very distressed and quickly opened a band-aid.
The dormitory sister took a step forward, stood next to Lin Sanjiu, and comforted the mother: "We will all have nutritious meals to replenish our bodies. Don't be afraid. Besides, these are all proven and will not affect your health."
After hearing the words "nutritious meal", the mother's face finally lightened up a little; she didn't even thank the eldest sister, took the two cards on the table, turned around and left.
"Hey, you've finished watching the fun," the operator in front of Lin Sanjiu called her, and then she regained her composure. In fact, the operator himself was watching the fun just now, and even gave a few words of help;
This episode made her realize her omission and asked: "Where is your card?"
"I'm new here," Lin Sanjiu handed over the blank card and said according to the instructions given by the dormitory sister: "This is the new personal card issued to me. Please create a file."
The operator sighed deeply, his face drooped, his eyelids drooped, he took away her card and picked up a pen.
"Name," she asked without raising her eyes.
"Lin...Lin Daqiang," Lin Sanjiu couldn't think of any other names for a moment. The more she didn't want to use this name, the emptier it became in her mind.
"Ah?" The operator raised his head and looked her up and down. "What?"
Before Lin Sanjiu could repeat it again, the dormitory sister on the side pulled her hard.
"She just came here and doesn't understand anything yet. Don't be surprised." The dormitory sister smiled and said to the operator, "I am her dormitory leader, and she came in as a substitute. Her name is Bing539."
As soon as the word "三九" hit her ears, Lin Sanjiu almost thought that she had been exposed, and her heart almost jumped. She paused, and then she remembered that there were two more words in front of it - what kind of name was this?
Lin Sanjiu glanced at the dormitory sister. Before she could ask, the operator had already written down her new name and asked, "Age?"
She herself was a little confused about her age, so after thinking about it, she simply answered according to her apparent age: "Twenty-five."
The operator nodded, inserted the written card into a machine that looked like a magnifying glass next to him, and said to himself: "It's not easy to find someone of such a suitable age outside."
Why is twenty-five years old appropriate? And what's with that name?
Lin Sanjiu also knew that there would be no results if she asked the operator. Besides, she didn't dare to ask about everything for fear of being suspicious. Fortunately, the dormitory eldest sister seemed to be a person who felt uncomfortable if she didn't speak, so she was whispering to the side.
He scolded and asked: "You, you didn't listen at all to the initial introduction? You asked all the questions and didn't understand, so they just let you in?"
Lin Sanjiu hesitated a few words, but really couldn't provide a good explanation.
"Hands out," the operator ordered.
When the operator spread a piece of cool iodine on her arm, the dormitory sister continued: "The name outside is at most a private call when you first come in to help you transition. Once you get used to the life on the farm,
, gradually you should begin to realize that the name officially given to you represents your new life. Not only is your official name written on the personal card, but you must also use your official name when receiving new compatriots in the future. This name
It is an honor, which means that you are a member of the group and belong to this big family."
Lin Sanjiu watched the silver needle gradually sinking into her skin, and it took a lot of effort not to break it.
How did the head of the dormitory know her "official name"? She just picked the first one among the crowd who responded to her. How could there be such a coincidence that there was a name waiting for her?
"Bing539," she nodded and said obediently, "I remember it now."
"You have a good attitude," the dormitory sister praised her, and inadvertently told her the answer Lin Sanjiu wanted but couldn't get: "I didn't like the last 'Bing539'
Using a number as her name, she said her name outside was very nice, and she would correct people who called her by her official name whenever she had the chance..."
Lin Sanjiu's heart tightened.
The "formal name" here is a number? No wonder the housekeeper knows her name. It seems that she is an expert in numbering - if C represents a classification, then "539" is her number?
If that's the case... Ding Liuyi, could it be that it's not his own name, but that he is just the 61st member of the D category?
Is this underground farm related to the pig-shaped fallen species?
But after coming in for such a long time and looking around, she hadn't even seen a pig, let alone heard anyone mention it - it wasn't mentioned on the screen, nor was it mentioned by the headmaster.
When Lin Sanjiu thought of this, she didn't know if there was any clue in her face. When the dormitory sister looked at it, she misunderstood: "Don't you want to be called by your number?"
"No, no, no," she said while watching the operator squeeze a small tube of blood that had just been extracted from her body into the long silver cup next to her.
"Wait a minute, you just said that the last 'Bing539' had a nice name outside?" She suddenly had an idea and asked quickly: "Do you still remember her name outside? I quite like it.
Curious."
Her [No coincidence is not a book] is not open, but there is no guarantee that the last one will be Feng Huanyan?
"Ahem, what's there to be curious about?" The eldest sister moved her eyes away, as if she was unwilling to repeat the names outside. "They are all things that will be abandoned in the end... I am Bing Wu San Wu, you
Just remember this. Our names outside basically represent a period of misery and a history of recognizing thieves as fathers. I don’t want people to know about it yet.”
She didn't want to tell, but Lin Sanjiu had to ask. "I have a friend who came here before me. Her name is very nice. I want to see if she is someone I know."
"Then it would be better if you didn't ask," the principal's attitude cooled down. She only said half a sentence, then stepped back half a step, stood behind Lin Sanjiu's shoulder, and cut off the conversation.
In order to avoid being too hasty and backfiring, Lin Sanjiu stopped asking questions for the time being, but the other party's words kept echoing in his mind.
It would be better not to ask... Then the ending of the last Bing539 probably won't be better.
"That's weird, why is your blood test so slow?" The operator muttered, drawing her attention back.
Lin Sanjiu looked down and found that it had been half a minute and the color had not shown on the long cup, and her heart sank.
Now that she was closer and taking a closer look, she realized that these silver-white long cups were not completely artificial artifacts, nor were they completely special items. Instead, they reminded her of the humanoid license on the spaceship: mixed with special items.
After the characteristics are obtained, it is then manufactured artificially.
Is it because the doomsday energy in her body is too high——
"Oh, it's out," the operator suddenly said, his eyes glued to the long cup. "What's going on?... You don't have any doomsday energy in your body. This is really rare."