Doomsday super smelting system

Chapter 132
Even if Tantai Bing's little girl wanted to run away, she would step on his face and ruin his appearance. Zhou Yuwu had torn Tantai Bing over and over in his heart and raped him countless times, but he still couldn't relieve his hatred.

What's even more hateful is that he was stripped of all his clothes and lying naked in the snow. Even if he was a minor success in "The Vajra Body of the Tathagata", he was also covered in bruises at this moment, trembling, and his upper and lower teeth were chattering non-stop.

'Tantai Bing! !If there is a chance, my master will strip you naked and throw you in the snow!wrong!Throw an ice cave!I f*ck use you as frozen meat! '

The body was seriously injured, even if it could only be regarded as skin trauma, fracture, etc., it did not hurt the inner organs, but in addition to the cold weather, his consciousness began to be a little fuzzy, in order not to let himself fall asleep If you don't wake up, you can only indulge in obscenity and refresh yourself in your heart.

"Teacher, look!"

Not long after, when Zhou Yuwu felt that all the clues could no longer wake him up and was about to fall into boundless darkness, the voice of the young student just now finally came to his ears, and Zhou Yuwu relaxed a little with a helpless wry smile, However, with this relaxation, he also completely fell into a coma.

He is too tired.

On an open cliff, the snow has been cleared away. Three camps occupy three corners and are stationed in a triangular formation. In the middle of the night, which is nearly twice as long as the day, the three camps They were still brightly lit.

In the center, a bonfire was crackling and burning, and there were more than a dozen men and women sitting around. They were dressed in dark green military uniforms, and each had a sky blue medal on the chest, engraved with the sun and the moon shining together.

"Tell me, who is the person that the teacher just brought? I don't think he is from our class, right?"

"I don't know, they are all beaten up like that, I guess my mother won't be able to recognize her when she comes!!"

"Hee hee... It's his fate if he doesn't die."

"Hey, Xiaoya, listen to what you said, why are you a little gloating?"

"Xiaoya's words are actually correct, but I don't know whether it was a mutated beast or a monster that beat him up. If he was beaten like that but not fatal, this must be a great hatred and resentment."

The reason why a group of people were chattering and not going to sleep was that their teacher and class monitor had brought back a man from outside more than an hour ago, a man who had been beaten black and blue like a pig's head.

"Ahem..." At this time, a majestic middle-aged man came out of a tent. Hearing their discussion, he could not help but catch their attention with a light cough, and then said: "This assessment is suspended due to some reasons. The assessment time is to be determined, since the students in our class are all gathered now, let’s go to rest quickly, tomorrow morning the army will come to pick us up and join teachers and students from other classes.”

The teacher looked majestic, but the students didn't seem to be afraid of him. A fresh girl with a ponytail and a youthful look asked curiously: "Teacher, who is that person? Is he also a student like us?" ? Or a pariah from the slums of DC?"

The word untouchable made the teacher frown slightly, and the boy who happened to come out of the tent behind him also frowned slightly.

The world is turned upside down, the world is changing, and now power is the most respected, and people are naturally divided into different classes.

Here, many hierarchies and customs from ancient times have been inherited.

For example, a person's status symbol can be identified from his hairstyle.

Aristocratic families, or all those with high status, usually wear a crown to tie their hair.

Scholars and disciples often show people with short hair, which means refreshing, capable, shrewd and decisive, and it is easier to find a master.

Sergeants and generals are much more casual and extra special. There is no requirement to tie their hair. No matter what their status is, as long as they wear that military uniform, their status is naturally not low.

However, the lowest level in today's society is still the common people who cannot be left behind anywhere.

In this era when the gap between the rich and the poor is as huge as a chasm, although common people work to support others, they are not respected by others, and many people even treat them with contempt and contempt.

Under the subtle influence of people, those with disheveled hair, scarves, headgear and hair are all civilians.

Coincidentally, Zhou Yuwu hadn't cut his hair when he came back from the Song Dynasty, and the bundle of hair fell off when Tantai Bing was carrying his collar to flee for his life. His long hair was fluttering and unrestrained, which happened to be the attire of a commoner.

"Uh... monitor... um... I didn't mean you... I..."

Seeing the handsome young man with fluttering hair coming out from behind the teacher, the girl who said the word 'untouchable' was taken aback for a moment, and then explained in a flustered and nervous manner.

Facing her explanation, the boy called monitor didn't seem angry, he just glanced at everyone plainly, then shook his head and said softly, "It's okay."

After finishing speaking, he turned back to the camp with a face of indifference and even coldness, but he didn't bother to say the purpose of coming out.

That's right, he was also born as a commoner. Although these people are afraid of him, they never think highly of him in their hearts. He has always known it, but the general social environment is like this, and he cannot change it alone.

Back inside the tent again, I listened to the low-pitched communication between the teacher and the students outside. The teacher spoke well, and there was nothing discriminatory. Very harsh in the ears.

This tent belonged to him and the teacher, it sounds nice, it is a kind of honor, but in fact, those guys who claim to be noble children feel that they lose their status by sharing the same room with him, and would rather share a tent with everyone.

Quietly looking at the 'pig's head' lying on the bed, a trace of warmth flashed in the boy's eyes, and his cold face softened a lot.

Maybe this 'pig's head' is an 'untouchable' like him, he took good care of him, within an hour after he came back, he scrubbed his body, treated his wounds, and carefully hydrated some dry food and He fed him, and the whole process was as careful and patient as taking care of his own brother.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhou Yuwu was still in a coma, but the army's pick-up point was still several kilometers away from here through the jungle. Beasts and beasts, but the road is rough, and it is also a burden to take a comatose person.

Someone proposed to leave a tent and then leave, but the young man volunteered to undertake Zhou Yuwu's transportation work, and tied him to his back with rattan ropes.

The frail man carried Zhou Yuwu, who was a full head taller and much burlier than him, on his back. He seemed a bit heavy at first glance, but the young man persisted unswervingly step by step. Even though he was wet when he joined the army at noon, he still followed Zhou Yuwu wherever he was.

(End of this chapter)