Lin Sanjiu originally thought that the most difficult pig to deal with would be Fourth Uncle, but she was wrong.
The fourth uncle who had tricked them with [Logic] fell to the ground motionless at this time, his arms were torn off from his shoulders, and his shorts were wrapped around the broken parts. They were already soaked with blood and could not be seen.
What was it originally? Its appearance was the result of Lin Sanjiu only spending half a minute on it.
On the contrary, it was another pig that had just transformed and had low abilities, with strong roots, which made Lin Sanjiu feel that he was unable to advance or retreat, and that he was in trouble and had no solution - he knew the nature of the other party, but he couldn't just kill him.
, and couldn't ignore it, which made her feel depressed and irritable.
Wang Gen's previous fears have disappeared.
It was inspired by a kind of enthusiasm and excitement that Lin Sanjiu couldn't understand. It moved very quickly as if oil was burning in its butt. In the blink of an eye, it assigned tasks to people and even opened the conference room.
The screen covered with a thick layer of blood was pulled out, leaving two blood stains on the floor of the hall.
"Ah, of course I am willing," a woman on the screen said rather glibly, glancing at the person asking the question outside the screen, smiling until her eyes were squeezed. "The farm is so nice, let me live there.
I am willing for the rest of my life, really, this is what I want. In my next life, I will be reincarnated on a farm. It doesn’t matter if I draw more blood. Isn’t it necessary to draw blood for physical examination?”
"This is Branch C where you stayed before," Wang Gen said with a smile, "I asked another person to help you go over and ask questions...I told you that they are not allowed to hide the actual situation. I just asked everyone, if you draw blood to
Are they willing to trade for the right to live on the farm?"
Lin Sanjiu glanced at it and secretly regretted that she had killed so many pigs in the conference room but left it alive.
"Ah? You mean, I can leave if I don't want to?"
The next woman who was asked was stunned when she heard this, as if she had lived on a farm all her life and could not imagine the outside world. "Then after I leave, who will care about me outside?"
"No one cares anymore," the person outside the screen said. "You have to figure out how to live or die by yourself outside."
The Renshu's tone was like teasing, and his words were not wrong. Even Lin Sanjiu couldn't say that he was threatening.
"Ah?" The woman was stunned again, "Then, I'd better choose the farm... It's too dangerous for me to be outside by myself. Why are you asking me this?"
Rensuke ignored her and after getting the answer, he picked up the communication machine and continued walking forward. When the camera passed over the woman's face, her face was clearly full of curiosity, worry and fear, but
I didn't dare to stop Rensuke to ask more questions, so he just flashed by in the corner of the screen.
"Ask the people here," Wanggen suddenly said, instructing people to help, "Just pick anyone."
When Rensuke stopped, the wooden house on the screen was the No. 5 house where Lin Sanjiu had just stayed not long ago. The person who hesitantly raised his head from behind the earthen wall was none other than Bing Wu San Ba, whose original name was Yinhe.
"It's you," Lin Sanjiu's heart skipped a beat as Renzhu called out to Bingwu38. Along the way, she heard many different answers. However, after more than a dozen people gave them,
Among the answers, the closest version to "I want to leave" is just "Then I will go out for a walk and come back after I finish."
"...Leave?" Bing538 looked at the screen, his face couldn't tell whether he was happy or sad, and his lips were trembling slightly. "...Where to go?"
"Then I don't care," Rensuke said, "just go back to your house."
"I...how can I still have a home?" Bingwu38 smiled bitterly, "Everyone in my village--"
"Tell her," Lin Sanjiu suddenly leaned forward, her tone and voice even surprising herself, "Xingxing is dead."
When Feng Huanyan appeared alone in the hall, she had already vaguely guessed that there could only be one reason why the stars did not appear with her.
Bing538 stood blankly behind the earth wall, her eyes were empty, and her eyes didn't look like eyeballs, as if they had been dug into two dark holes. She didn't look surprised or surprised at all - even
She even lost her reaction to the fact that Rensuke could say the name "Star".
After a long while, she asked in a low voice: "How did you die?"
Lin Sanjiu glanced at Wang Gen. "Tell me."
Bai Zhu leaned over, coughed, and said: "The same goes for that man. His psychological quality is too bad, he can't stand the pressure, and he is too fragile. He seems to be pursuing a woman, but he has been pursuing it for a long time with no results. His dormitory director suspects that he has
What a little thought, so I gave him a lesson, well, it was a little harsh, but it was for his own good... but he wanted to run away that night."
Lin Sanjiu closed her eyes and remembered the way Feng Shanwu died. Did she tell her the news of Xingxing's death so abruptly to make Bing538 decide to leave? She didn't know either.
"...I caught him and he didn't escape," Unexpectedly, Zhu continued, "Maybe he couldn't bear the shame of being punished in public. He didn't notice and hanged himself in the punishment room."
Bing538 slowly slid down the earth wall and sat down, falling out of the screen. Naturally, the assistant would not give her a chance to breathe. He went up and poked her shoulder and said, "I'm asking you, will you stay?"
Keep?"
Bing538 raised his head, as if it took him a long time to understand. "...can you really leave?"
"If you say you want to leave, then you can leave," Rensuke said impatiently.
Bingwusanba lowered her head. Bingwusanwu, the dormitory chief who had been listening for a long time, stood up, walked to her, kicked her with his toes, and said, "Answer quickly, people are asking you questions."
"I...if I stay, is it okay if it doesn't match?" Bing538 finally asked in a low voice. "I have no home...I have nowhere else but here..."
Lin Sanjiu slowly straightened up.
Who did Rensuke ask next, and who answered what, she no longer wanted to hear it. Even if one or two people occasionally made up their mind to leave, it could not change the fact Wangen said - most people,
Even if hesitantly, he would choose to stay on this farm.
"Look," Lou Qin's image was standing not far away. At this time, she also turned away from the ordinary person being questioned. She looked at Lin Sanjiu and said, "Maybe there are not that big differences between us.
,right?"
Lin Sanjiu bit her lip and said nothing.
"Why bother to continue to be stubborn? Ordinary people are happy, evolutionaries will benefit, and I can guarantee that Xiusius will not hear any news." Lou Qin sighed and said: "I have been delayed here for a long time.
Time... If you are dissatisfied, just tell the pig to improve the farm according to your wishes. Everything it needs can be directly borrowed from us, so you don’t have to worry about this."
Wang Gen listened on the sidelines, and his eyes, which were covered in blood, suddenly shone brightly.
"I will definitely give them a better living condition, and I will definitely work tirelessly to treat them as my own children," Wangen said with a smile. "Now I am the only pig left on the farm. If I don't work hard, who will work hard?"
What? I am willing to take on this task..."
"You just said that all the pig's things are seconded to you?" Lin Sanjiu ignored it and only asked Lou Qin: "How?"
Lou Qin seemed a little relieved that she finally changed the topic, and was happy to answer. "Have you seen the shorts worn by pigs?"
"I have checked them," Lin Sanjiu said coldly, "but they are just ordinary clothes, not special items."
"That's right, they are indeed not special items in themselves. They are just overstocks that my men found from a pre-apocalyptic clothing warehouse. You can't find anything by checking the shorts. We can only distinguish who is who by color."
Lou Qin whispered: "But Oasis has a way... to establish a connection between the user and the internal space of any man-made object. For example, the user can put one of his hands into your backpack,
Or come out of your closet. Of course he can also put the things the pigs ask for on loan into the pockets of their shorts."
Lin Sanjiu suddenly realized. "So everything they put in their trouser pockets will disappear. It turns out that it's because the trouser pockets are connected to Occasion?"
"It shouldn't be him, but I don't know exactly who he arranged to be responsible for doing this." Lou Qin thought for a while and said, "If I remember correctly, he can even continue.
Do 'diversion'. For example, he chooses a pig to establish a connection, and with his permission, that pig can also establish connections with other people."
She smiled bitterly and said: "The things he can do are really... too much. Sometimes I even feel that what he has is not abilities or items, but 'supernatural powers'."
No wonder... Thinking about it this way, the pig that died suddenly in the [medical system] died after taking something from his own trouser pocket. It must have been because the fourth uncle put something fatal in its pocket.
"How did the pig ask for a secondment?"
"As far as I know, apart from putting a note with the name of the item in your trouser pocket when necessary, at other times it is enough to open your trouser pocket and say what you need." Lou Qin glanced at them and pretended not to hear them.
Wangen, who was in the dialogue, said: "Under Oasis' method, you can think of your trouser pocket as... a passage. It's like a window. After it is opened, the person on the other end can even attack you through the window.
"
Lin Sanjiu clearly felt that all the hairs on her back suddenly stood up.
"Wait a minute, if you think of trouser pockets as windows," she looked around and asked hoarsely, "then are these 'windows' always open?"
"That should be it, right?" Lou Qin obviously didn't know much about the details. "Only Zhu, as the person in charge, has the right to secondment, and the trouser pocket is the channel that is connected..."
"Fourth uncle has always been the person in charge here, right?" Lin Sanjiu's question was directed at Wang Gen.
Wang Gen was obviously a little confused when he heard this. He nodded quickly and said, "Yes, whatever we need, our fourth uncle has to apply for it."
Lin Sanjiu was stunned.
She understood why she could never let go of this problem. At this juncture, she had to repeatedly dwell on the pig's trouser pocket.
The fourth uncle is the person in charge, and his trouser pocket is an "open window".
And now, the "open window" was being wrapped around the wound on Fourth Uncle's shoulder, and it was soaked in thick blood layer by layer, almost drying up.
On the other side of the "window", Orcius, or the men he arranged to take charge of this matter, may have seen a lot of blood at this moment... and already knew that something was wrong.
When this idea became clear, it was also when Lin Sanjiu heard the elevator ding again.