Pokémon: After rebirth, I joined the Aquatic Products and became a god

Ji Zhui followed their gaze and moved his gaze towards him, and met the man's eyes again in mid-air.

"Lord Thoros, look at this..."

A member of the team in gray came forward to ask for instructions from his superiors, his tone was very respectful.

Soros came out of the darkness, his clothes slightly raised.

"That's all. Being able to get here means you have some ability. Just stay here and do more cooking later."

A deep male voice sounded in the minds of everyone present, but in reality the surroundings were silent.

It's telepathy!

Ji Zhui was a little shocked.

She has seen the world to some extent. As far as she knows, the international star detective Tia is famous for this superpower. Many singers dream of this ability. Using telepathy instead of speaking can protect the voice to the greatest extent.

Just a telepathic Tia held up the entire Interpol organization, and relied on this trick to achieve countless successes in outflanking, undercover, and ambush operations.

Has Plan K actually obtained such talents now?

No wonder Soros can achieve the status of a commander. With this superpower, in time, he might even be able to gain the position of King of Heaven.

Ji Zhui yelled for the alliance in his heart and quickly recorded the information on the fragmented world panel.

Ji Zhui breathed a sigh of relief, at least he had passed this test. As expected, New World still wants to select good seedlings from their group of people, so they will not kill them all, and the requirements are naturally not that strict.

But just for a small matter like picking someone up at the gate, does a big shot like Soros need to personally take action? Ji Zhui felt that the gray-clad team members in front were a little trepidatious in their work.

This question flashed through Ji Zhui's mind, but it did not cause her to think too much. She and No. 7 had been guided into the subject's dormitory.

The structure of this dormitory is somewhat similar to that of a prison, except that only two people live in each room.

The subjects' dormitories were located on both sides of the entire corridor. Ji Zhui and Russell were among the earlier ones. The dormitories were at the end of the corridor.

The ceiling in the corridor is made of unknown material and is pitch black.

Russell looked around curiously. There were lights on the walls of the corridor, which could illuminate the corridor, but could not illuminate the ceiling.

The gray-coated team member led her into her and Ji Zhui's room, and scanned the device on the collarbone at the door lock to record the identity and number. In the future, if you want to enter, you only need to stand at the door and the door will open automatically.

The room was very small and could be described as cramped. There were two single beds and two desks on both sides of the small space, and the corridor in the middle could only accommodate one person.

Walking along the aisle, we came to a place... let's call it a balcony.

The difference from the balcony is that you can't see the outside here. The entire dormitory can't get sunlight, and there are no windows. This platform connects the sink and the bathroom, and the bathroom has a separate bathroom.

The ceiling is still that kind of black material, which is very light-absorbing, and people almost lose the ability to judge two-dimensional and three-dimensional things when looking at it.

Russell only glanced around the ceiling briefly and was no longer interested. After all, it was just a ceiling.

Overall, the facilities are quite complete. If the balcony wasn't weirdly enclosed, it would be very similar to the structure of a domestic middle school dormitory.

Although Russell's tribe still goes to the jungle to hunt and live, the place they live in is no longer a jungle. In order to show its humanitarian assistance to the Indian people, the U.S. government built some residential areas for them, commonly known as slums.

Because of the government's lack of care, Indian communities often have water and electricity cuts, garbage piles up in mountains, and the living environment is not very good.

Therefore, the clean environment in the K base dormitory is very rare for Russell, and she is looking forward to living here for a long time.

After all, getting here means that she is already qualified to participate in the division of 100 million US dollars.

But when she turned around, she found Ji Zhui staring at the ceiling intently.

"Hey No. 71, what are you looking at? Is there anything up here?" Russell followed Ji Zhui's line of sight and looked above her head, but other than a piece of black that she couldn't tell whether it was a flat surface, she didn't see anything. thing.

Ji Zhui trembled as if he had been awakened by Russell. He recovered and slowly looked away, saying slowly: "It's nothing."

Russell scratched his head. Since entering the base, her little friend has become surprisingly less talkative. Maybe it takes time to adapt to the new environment?

She paid no attention to it, her attention drawn to the objects on the bed.

"Wow, No. 71, look, they even prepared bedding and sheets for us, as well as three sets of uniforms and a backpack!"

There was a feeling of getting a gift, which Russell had rarely experienced before, so she put all these things out and admired them like a child.

Ji Zhui also became interested in this and went to Russell's bed to watch.

Beddings such as quilts and pillows were prepared to suit the taste of Chinese people. The sheets and covers were gray in line with the characteristics of the New World. In addition to these, there were three sets of summer uniforms and a black backpack containing some weapons, books and stationery.

This is to make them cultivate both civil and military skills...

Ji Zhui complained in his mind, he wouldn't be attending classes here from now on.

Que Ming's memory has brushed off these daily routines, but these are indeed not considered happy memories in his painful life, and naturally they are not as deeply rooted in people's hearts as those unforgettable pains.

The food at K base is nutrient solution distributed uniformly. There is no canteen or anything like that. When you are hungry, you can go to the nutrient solution supply office to get it. One drink can cover a meal.

Russell was indeed a little hungry. He opened the nutrient solution he had just distributed to everyone and started drinking it.

Ji Zhui looked at the tube of thick taro purple liquid and was a little undecided for a moment.

She wanted to prevent the New World from tampering with the food, but eating muzi nuts and compressed biscuits all the time would lead to nutritional imbalance.

How about... observe Russell for a few days to see if there will be any symptoms if he keeps drinking?

Ji Zhui couldn't help but cast a few glances at the naive Russell, who looked a little confused.

After gathering his mood, Ji Zhui started to make the bed, getting ready for a good sleep.

They arrived at the base around three o'clock in the afternoon, and the gray-clad team members hadn't said anything about their follow-up arrangements yet, so they should be able to control the rest of the day by themselves, but they couldn't leave the dormitory at will.

Russell watched Ji Zhui start to do housework, and he also followed the work hurriedly. Before, she always slept in a hammock at home. The temperature at home was relatively high, and she rarely even covered herself with quilts. She often spread out a blanket and slept. So I had no experience in making a bed, so I could only follow Ji Zhui's actions step by step.