Journey to another world in the subway

Chapter 71 Numbness
The first day of work was extremely tedious, and time passed so slowly. Su Mengfan felt that his movements were infinitely magnified:

Dig, pour, go back, dig again, pour, go back again... and then come back to the other side.

This damn process keeps repeating as new visitors keep arriving and there's no end in sight to the work.

Neither the visitors nor the guards who stood at the entrance to the workplace, at the end of the passage, at the turning shafts, made no secret of their strong distaste for the poor laborer.

They stood aside in disgust, clutching their noses tightly.

What's more, the more picky visitors took a deep breath before entering to avoid smelling the stench of Su Mengfan and Mark.

Their expressions were so disgusting that Su Mengfan couldn't help asking himself, didn't these stinky shit come from their butts?

By the end of the day, despite wearing thick canvas gloves, his hands were peeling.

Su Mengfan seems to have discovered human nature and the meaning of life here.

He now sees people as intelligent machines that decompose food and produce poop. If measured by the ultimate goal of "meaning" that comes to mind, it is almost like living a meaningless life like this.

Meaning is a process: breaking down food as much as possible, transforming it at a faster rate, expelling the dross—the remains of smoked bone-in pork chops, juicy, oily shiitake mushrooms, etc.—to become rotten and filthy.

Personality traits start fading and become impersonal, used to destroy beautiful and useful things and create dirty systems that are corrupt and useless.

Su Mengfan hated humans, no less than they hated him.

Ma Keqiang pretended to be patient, and tried to cheer him up by saying things like "don't worry, they told me that this job is always difficult at the beginning".

The main problem was that on the first and second day there was no possibility of any escape and the guards were on alert.

In addition, the only thing Su Mengfan and Mark had to do to escape was to enter a tunnel a little further than the axis of rotation.

And then to Dubrynin station, but that's almost impossible.

They spend the night in a small room nearby.

The doors are closed at night, but at any time of the day there is always a guard sitting in the glass room at the station's entrance.

It's the third day at their subway station.

Time here is not an ordinary 24 hours a day, it passes as slowly as a slug, like an endless nightmare second by second.

Su Mengfan is used to no one coming to talk to him, he has fallen into the situation of a pariah.

It was as if he wasn't human any more, but had turned into an impossibly huge monster.

People looked at him as if he were not just something ugly and revolting, but something that had some connection with themselves - something that frightened and disgusted them even more, as if he were a leper. patients, it will be transmitted to them.

He would always start out with a plan of escape, then despair of it, then sink into stupor, his intellect separated from his life.

He becomes self-closing, touches the slightest feeling in his heart, and then clings to a little consciousness somewhere in a far-off corner.

Su Mengfan continued to work mechanically, his movements were as precise as a robot—all his movements were digging, pouring, returning, digging, pouring, returning, changing a hole, turning to the other side at a faster speed, and Start digging.

His dreams had lost all meaning, and the things in them were the same as what he was thinking about when he was awake.

He ran, dug, pushed, pushed, dug, and ran endlessly.

On the night of the fifth day, when Su Mengfan was pushing the wheelbarrow, he tripped over a shovel left on the floor. The wheelbarrow overturned and the contents fell out.

Then he himself fell.

As he slowly got up from the floor, an idea popped into his mind.

Instead of rushing to get the shovel and cloth, he deliberately walked slowly to the entrance of the tunnel.

Now he himself felt so loathsome, repulsive, and his smell was enough to drive everyone away.

At this moment, it may be a coincidence that the security guard who usually hangs around the route is not there for some reason.

Before he had time to think if someone would be chasing him, Su Mengfan started to cross the crossbar.

Blindly, but without hesitation, he walked faster and faster, until at last he even broke into a run.

His body was guided by the notion that he didn't want to go to work anymore, which had been hiding in a corner.

There was no roar behind him, no footsteps of pursuers, only railcars loaded with goods rattled past him.

These rail cars have only dim lights to illuminate the direction of progress.

Su Mengfan had no choice but to stick to the wall and let the rail cars pass first.

The people in the car either didn't notice him, or didn't think it was necessary to pay attention to him. They looked past him, didn't linger, and didn't say a word.

Suddenly, an overwhelming feeling welled up inside him, prompting him to lie down.

He covered himself with foul-smelling mud, as if he would be invisible to others, and this gave him strength, and his consciousness began to gradually recover.

he made it!

Who knows how he did it?
Despite losing his good sense of direction, he managed to escape from that hideous station anyway, and was untraceable!
It was so strange, so astonishing, but if one were to understand what had happened now and analyze this miracle calmly, the feeling would soon disappear, and the searchlight beam of the patrol rail car would quickly throw him back into darkness.

There is a light at the end of the tunnel.

He slowed down, and after 1 minute, he arrived at Dubrynin Station.

The border guard there, fanning around with one hand and covering his mouth with the other, asked him only "Are they hiring cleaning technicians?"

The quick release after this simple question put him at ease.

Su Mengfan had no choice but to continue walking forward and leave Lufthansa as quickly as possible before the security personnel could react.

He wanted to leave as soon as possible before he heard the sound of iron-plated boots behind him, before the sound of warning guns rang through the air.

He didn't look at anyone, his eyes were fixed on the ground.

His skin was covered with things that made him feel sick, and a vacuum formed around him, allowing him to walk quickly to the border guard post without pushing through the dense crowd with his hands.

Now, what is he going to say?

More and more places need to use passports, how should he deal with more and more interrogations?

Su Mengfan bowed his head deeply, resting his chin on his chest, not seeing everything around him.

So, his memory of the whole station is the darkness and the neatly laid granite slabs on the floor.

He walked on and on, terribly afraid of being ordered to stand still.

Getting closer and closer to the Hansa border.

　Some readers have reported that the presence of braces affects the reading experience.So delete it. What do you think when you look at this?
　　The strongest magic power - Sacrifice Dafa:
　　Is the golden scale a thing in the pool, it will turn into a dragon when it encounters wind and rain.

　　A man-made disaster took away Shi Que's childhood, and there is no one in the world to rely on.

　　From then on, with a spear, an animal skin, and a passion for blood, he walked the world and wandered the world.

　　Cultivation of magic, expansion of the air sea, condensation of true energy, flying with swords, and mysterious magical powers.

　　Refining the body, strengthening the body, majestic qi and blood, and attaining the ultimate treasure, comparable to monsters, martial arts and supernatural powers can be used for life.

　　choose?I want them all!
　　One shot to the gut.

　　Humans evolved fear to protect themselves and to limit themselves.

　　One shot at Buddha.

　　Buddha is the heart, Tao is the bone, Confucianism is the form, and the mundane world is the past.

　　Conviction with one shot.

　　The injustice of heaven and earth is caused by wind and thunder, and evil spirits and treacherous people are destroyed by thunder.

　　Holy land saint, that's my sister!

　　The handsome young man is actually a daughter?

　　Junior Sister Qiangyun, God feed me!
　　Fighting for life and death, fighting for three thousand miles, desperate to the end of the world, will you be able to wipe out all armies.

　　With the huge sword flying across the sky, watching thousands of Buddhas and demons, all of them lowered their eyebrows and listened.

　　The spear shook, looking at the gods in the sky, who would dare to enter the mortal world?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)