Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

He raised his head and looked around, but did not see He Wen.

It seems that my tracking plan has failed this time.

He followed everyone down the rooftop, and once they were out of the dormitory building, everyone dispersed.

For a moment, Ivan was a little confused. He didn't know which way to go and wandered around the nursing home.

The lights in the hall where people work during the day have long been turned off.

Ivan continued to move forward. Suddenly, a scolding voice came from the side: "What are you doing? Why are you so slow? Come on and help me."

"You don't want this month's salary."

Ivan pointed at himself: "Me?"

"Nonsense, who else could it be but you?" the other party said impatiently, looking at Ivan's chest.

Unlike the work badge on He Wen, the one he snatched had "Transportation Department" written on it.

Transport staff.

Nurses, security guards, and volunteers are the positions that the Ai Xin Nursing Home recruits on the surface. They are recorded in a yellow notebook and require signing in every day.

However, the occupations written in the green book at that time were not open to the public.

These people only move at night.

They can be daytime volunteers, caregivers, security guards, etc., with two identities in total.

"Oh, here it comes." Ivan said quickly.

He was also familiar with this place. There were two transparent vending machines standing next to it. At night, the words "A Convenience Store" on them would light up with LED lights, allowing people to see its existence at a glance.

The blue gate that was closed during the day was now completely open. A large truck drove in. Several staff members with "Ministry of Transport" signs on their chests were quickly putting human bones on the ground into bags and packing them into the truck.

Human bones?

Ivan took out a flashlight and shone it around. In the bright light, densely packed limbs, chest cavities, and the old man's head were piled on the ground like a small hill.

The workers stood in the "hill of corpses" and kept putting the "hill" into bags.

The bones were also strange, not dismembered in a uniform manner.

Some of them have lost their bodies and only have their heads left.

Some of them have their lower bodies missing, and their upper bodies and buttocks are still in a sitting position on the ground.

Ivan touched the body.

There were not many wounds on their bodies, and there were no obvious signs of broken limbs, as if they were not dismembered by humans, but rather fell off naturally.

Falling off naturally?

Did they all die of old age?

Ivan quickly denied his guess. One or two people might make sense, but so many people, all died of old age...it was too unbelievable.

Ivan wanted to continue checking the wound, but the foreman in the distance yelled at him, "What are you doing?"

The flashlight was too bright and attracted the foreman's attention:

"That guy over there, do you still want to continue?"

"If you don't want to work, get out of here. The last thing this society lacks is labor."

"Hey, got it."

Ivan turned off the flashlight and, in the cover of night, quickly poured the bones from the schoolbag behind him into the bag.

The bodies on the ground were all old people with wrinkled skin.

This one I threw doesn't fit in with them.

Fortunately, with the cover of night, no one noticed this place without turning on the flashlight.

Ivan personally put the dismembered bodies of the employees, mixed with the bones of the old man on the ground, into a sack.

After doing all this, Ivan stood up, walked towards the vending machine, and took out two packs of expensive cigarettes.

Vending machines in the strange world are allowed to automatically vend cigarettes.

They don't care who the buyer is or how old he is.

It may even be labeled "mature people", which is attractive and suggestive enough.

Ivan walked towards the foreman with a cigarette in hand.

"I'm sorry, I've only been here a few days. I apologize for my behavior just now." Ivan took out two packs of expensive cigarettes he had just bought.

In addition, he was a big guy, but at this moment he was nodding and bowing, doing a humble and flattering gesture, which made the man opposite him feel extremely vain.

"You're smart." He packed up another box of cigarettes, opened the remaining box, and gave Ivan one.

The cigarette was lit, and white smoke rose up and gathered between the two of them.

Between men, as long as they have smoked, drunk, and massaged feet together, an inexplicable revolutionary friendship seems to be generated.

"You will follow me from now on." The foreman said proudly.

"Hey, thank you, brother."

Ivan was very sensible. He said a few flattering words against his conscience and almost caused himself physical discomfort.

I learned all these by watching live broadcast replays and following Chen Yue.

Ivan took the opportunity to inquire about the source of the human bones.

"Oh, you mean this?" The foreman pointed to the ground and said, "It came out of the pipe."

Ivan lowered his head and dug up all the bodies on the ground. A thick iron pipe was exposed from underneath, and all the body parts were sprayed out from it.

The iron pipe is buried underground and is usually covered with a manhole cover during the day, so it is completely invisible.

The pipe was very deep and long, and no one knew where it led to on the other side.

Ivan watched intently, and a look of disappointment gradually appeared on his face.

It seems that I can’t solve this secret in a short time. I can only go back and find a chance to explore during the day.

"See that building?"

The man standing next to him spoke, and Ivan followed the direction of his finger and saw a tall building in the distance with a faint light flickering in the windows.

“That’s where it all came from.”

"I won't tell anyone else." The foreman said in a low voice.

It was such a pleasant surprise. Ivan had thought there was no hope today, but unexpectedly, he would get such a reward at the critical moment.

As soon as he was happy, he thought of Chen Yue's previous video and blurted out:

"Wash your feet sometime."

"Good brother." The foreman put his arm around Ivan's shoulders, and his attitude became obviously more intimate.

Ivan laughed awkwardly.

Although the matter was resolved perfectly, Ivan couldn't understand what was going on.

Why does foot washing have such great magical power?

Two people who were not familiar with each other started to become brothers in just a few dozen minutes.

What kind of logic is this?

Ivan really couldn't figure it out.

The brothers around him were all comrades who had fought against the enemy together on the battlefield.

How come now you can call someone “brother” just for washing your feet?

In the barrage, everyone coughed softly: "Asian culture is broad and profound."

"Ivan, you are a foreigner, you won't understand."

"What should I do? I'm a little embarrassed."

Everyone worked together, and in about an hour, all the body parts on the ground were packed up and the carriage was closed.

The foreman got on the black and white truck and slowly drove out of the blue gate.

The moment the truck left, the gate closed automatically and the lock on it fell down.