There may not be other things, but Lin Sanjiu knows about the doomsday energy, and there is almost as much as it needs. Not long ago, when the [medical system] tried to inhabit her body, she had only "seen" it with her own eyes once.
Doomsday energy.
"impossible?"
After blurting out the question, Lin Sanjiu also noticed that the operator's face immediately dropped, and he hurriedly added: "I just came in from outside, and I'm afraid of spreading the doomsday energy."
"I said no, but there is no, how can I see this wrong?" The operator seemed unhappy, turned the cup in a circle, exposed the back of it, and said, "If you don't believe it, see for yourself.
how much do you have?"
No wonder this tester is in the shape of a cup...it's like a measuring cup, with scales painted on the back.
It's just that there are no units on the scale, only numbers, starting from 0 and going up to 10; I don't know from which number the green color indicating qualified will turn into red indicating unqualified.
After testing Lin Sanjiu's blood, there was a thin, short, almost imperceptible green line behind the cup, firmly lying under the number 0 - except for thinking that she had no doomsday energy at all, indeed
There is no other interpretation possible.
[Facial Hair] Is it so easy to use?
Lin Sanjiu himself was a little surprised. But thinking about it carefully, maybe this is not surprising; to make an evolved person look like an ordinary person, perhaps the method used by [facial hair] is to suppress the doomsday energy in the evolved person's body.
.
All in all, it's a good thing that a tube full of blood wasn't taken away.
Lin Sanjiu turned a blind eye to the operator's expression and still thanked him. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he was stopped by the head of the department, Bing Wu San Wu.
"Wait for me," Bingwu Sanwu said, "You don't understand any rules, why are you walking blindly alone?"
...It seems that she has to find another opportunity to bury an [anti-inflammatory drug].
I don’t know how big the [Underground Farm] is?
While waiting for Bing Wu San Wu's blood to be drawn, Lin Sanjiu silently calculated the remaining quantity and coverage of the [Anti-Inflammatory Drug]. He also had to expand the coverage and ensure its effectiveness, so naturally he couldn't just do it casually.
Just bury one pill, and the spacing and location of the pills had to be carefully considered; she had to find a way to circle the entire farm on the "C" road to know the best location...
While she was thinking about it, the dormitory eldest sister also finished the blood test, which was much faster than Lin Sanjiu.
"You are a bit dangerous," the operator glanced at the test cup and said, "the concentration is just on the critical line."
"That doesn't count as overdoing it, right?" Bingwu Sanwu asked with luck.
The operator frowned and looked at the faint red and green light on the test cup. Finally, fear of trouble got the better of him: "Let's take a look tomorrow. Be careful. Next one."
As if she had escaped death, Bing Wu San Wu strode to Lin Sanjiu's side; probably thinking about tomorrow's physical examination, she smiled absentmindedly at Lin Sanjiu, and when the latter was about to leave, she hurriedly said:
: "Don't go, wait."
What are you waiting for?
Lin Sanjiu patiently turned around again, just in time to see the next woman saying hello to the dormitory leader.
It turns out that the entire people in House No. 5 were waiting behind the dormitory leader Bingwusanwu just now; every time someone finished their physical examination, Bingwusanwu would introduce each other to Lin Sanjiu - everyone's name was
Numbers are easier to remember to a certain extent. They are equivalent to ranking the faces of strangers.
Among the four remaining people in House No. 5, three of them had excessive doomsday energy, and a large tube of blood had to be drained.
"Really," the short-haired woman named Bing538 said, pressing the band-aid on her arm, "I have followed the notices and paid attention to everything I can, but I still don't know where I got the doomsday energy."
"It's hard to prevent," another woman who had not had her blood drawn smiled bitterly and said, "After all, although the entire farm is underground, it is still in a doomsday world. How can it be completely blocked? Try what I taught you last time.
The solution is to add some salt to the water when rinsing your mouth..."
Lin Sanjiu listened silently as Bing Wu San Ba sighed. "Fortunately, there are nutritious meals," she sounded almost as if she was describing a sweet dream she had had. "To be honest, I have been waiting for this every day.
A meal is what I look forward to the most."
After seeing the state of the wooden house, Lin Sanjiu really didn't have much confidence in the so-called nutritious meal, especially when she was walking and found that her group had walked back to the wooden house.
Other people who had completed the physical examination seemed to be in units of wooden houses, and no one walked alone. They flowed into the paths between the wooden houses in small groups, like white foam rising in the sewer, swaying.
, it was broken and absorbed into the plank road.
Human adaptability is truly extraordinary; after less than an hour, Lin Sanjiu was able to stand in the wooden house without smelling it.
The No. 5 cabin she "belongs to" is almost the same as the wooden cabins she has seen before. If anything, it is slightly more comfortable. The wooden cabins where the women live are cleaner, and there are even wooden huts in the corners.
Some weeds were placed, as if they were being gathered together into a bouquet - they were also withered and blackened.
"This is Bing539... Oh, the tableware of the last Bing539." The head of the house took down two stainless steel bowls and spoons from a wooden shelf at the back of the room. "You take this and go to the window.
Just wait, someone will come to share the meal soon."
Lin Sanjiu looked at the bowl, and then at half the wall of the wooden house. The other roommates had already sat down, one by one, with bowls in their hands, chatting quietly with each other; now they were talking to each other in a low voice.
Look, the height of the half-way earth wall is very clever. It is like a long table, just right for people sitting on the ground to put their bowls on and eat directly.
She sat down in the last empty seat, and for a moment she felt in a trance, not quite real.
This time yesterday, she was still sitting on a starship.
When she was riding the levitation cabin between the cabins of the spaceship with bright and clean windows - because the Exodus was too big, she had to use the levitation cabin to travel - these people who looked no different from her, with warm muscles and blood, and who spoke the same language, were exactly the same.
Sitting behind half an earth wall, holding up a stainless steel bowl covered with mottled water stains, waiting for the spoon to scoop the food in.
No, they look very different from me.
Lin Sanjiu looked at Bing538's arm resting on the earthen wall and felt her belly shrink. Bing538 looked like he couldn't be more than thirty-five years old, but as soon as he turned his arm, layers of skin appeared.
The ground was wrinkled with fine lines, as if the skin and flesh were not tightly connected, but empty and loose. The layers of lines were dotted with red needle holes; it reminded her of the things she had seen before.
, a description of an addict.
Just as Yu Yuan had guessed, a trolley came creaking along the path.
A middle-aged woman's face was vaguely expressionless in the steaming white-hot steam; on both sides of her, bowls were floating high and low, and her arms were stretched out like branches.
The big spoon scooped up the food very quickly, and the moist, sticky food fell into the bowl in lumps, making a "squeaking" sound.
"This is today!" Someone said excitedly on the trail in the distance: "This is delicious..."
No one can say that the middle-aged woman who shared the meal was stingy. The rice was as big as a child's head and was put into Bing Wu San Ba's bowl. In addition to the rice, there was even a big spoonful of soup.
When scooped up with the same spoon, the rice grains are still swirling in the soup.
"What is this?" Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but ask.
Bingwu Sanba didn't even turn his eyes towards her and said: "Pepper beef rice."
The next second, she dove into the rice as if she wished she could bury her face in it.
Now that she was closer and looking at it, Lin Sanjiu discovered that the reason why it was sticky was that a very generous amount of oil was used. The oil soaked the rice grains, surrounded by vegetable leaves and beef, and the corn grains were clearly defined. Although it was thicker than she expected.
It's a lot better, and it really deserves the word nutritious meal, but——
She stared at Bing538, and for a moment she simply didn't know what to think.
With an almost ferocious, fanatical energy, Bingwu Sanba stuffed rice into his mouth one mouthful after another. He couldn't bear to swallow the last mouthful, and his mouth had already been torn open again.
If I reach out now... I'm afraid she will bite off a piece of skin on my hand, right?
This is probably the most frustrating chapter I have ever written... I don’t have electricity at home right now, I am sleepy, tired and worried, and I don’t know the quality. I will definitely change my mind and write a better next chapter...