Nomenclature of Night

In the dark night in the wilderness, strangers in the camp always make people feel a little strange.

Almost everyone at the campfire looked at the middle-aged and young people from afar.

I saw the boy threw the mountaineering bag heavily on the ground, and there was a thud, and everyone could hear the weight of the mountaineering bag.

The middle-aged man didn't mean to help at all, but simply found a stone to sit down and waited for the young man to make a fire and cook.

The girl always felt that this boy was not at all the kind of rich boy his brother said, but was more like a middle-aged servant.

The old Han Qincheng saw this scene and said: "That boy shouldn't be a child of a rich family. I can tell by listening to the voice. The mountain bag is less than 50 kilograms, and the nearest city is more than 100 kilometers away. The nearest federation The forward base has to be more than forty kilometers. Carrying 50 catties of things for more than forty kilometers, which of the rich children in District 3 can endure this kind of hardship?"

At this time, the teenager has skillfully pulled out a folding pony from the bag to tie it.

The middle-aged man sat on the horse steadily, and the young man took out a reader from his bag and handed it to him.

By the campfire, the young man Qin Tong suddenly hesitated: "It's really not like a rich kid."

While talking, the young man took out a silver thermos cup from his hiking bag, and then skillfully poured a cup of tea with the lid and handed it to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction, and continued to look at the reader in his hand, as if he hadn't heard anything outside the window and just wanted to read the news.

At this moment, the boy just breathed a sigh of relief...

He sat on the big rock and panted for just a few seconds, then took the hand axe from his hiking bag, picked the thinnest tree trunk not far away, cut it off, and picked up some dry branches and piled them together.

He even neatly set up a tripod on the pyre with branches, and hung a small pot to prepare for cooking.

"The camping technique is very skilled," said Qin Tong, who was by the campfire, "but it's very strange. This boy has very fair skin, so he should be someone who rarely comes to the wilderness."

Compared with the whiteness of the middle-aged and young people over there, Qin Tong and Qin Cheng have dark complexions, and they can see that they live in the wind and sun all year round.

The strong ultraviolet rays took them off layer after layer of skin, leaving tough but rough skin in the end.

It is precisely because of this that as soon as the boy appeared, he showed a distinctive temperament.

The other party has the whiteness and delicacy that are rarely seen in the wilderness.

The girl sat on the edge of the campfire and watched silently, her eyes seemed to be attracted.

The boy took out a small black box from his hiking bag, and then pinched 6 black needles from it.

While they were talking, the young man stood up a firewood and used the axe to drive the six black needles into the top of the firewood one by one until all the black needles were submerged in the wood.

Soon, the black needle began to heat up, and thin white smoke wafted from the wood.

Qin Tong looked at the old man: "Dad, it's Qing's nanotechnology."

Qin Cheng nodded: "I have seen that stuff."

Anyone who has lived in the wilderness knows that firewood is hard to ignite.

Sometimes, after an hour’s busy schedule, the firewood may burn out sparks. When the sparks come out, the person who sets the fire will have to keep blowing on the side. In the end, the smoke will fascinate the eyes and the face will be blackened.

And these six black needles absorbed the force of the boy when he punched it into the wood, and continued to heat up directly in the heart of Chai, which ignited a firewood in just 10 minutes.

Qin Tong said: "The last time I went to see outdoor products in the 18th city, I saw this Qingshi nano product, which seems to be called Thor. I asked at that time. The price is very expensive, with 6 inconspicuous needles. I can change my mechanical limbs."

But at this moment Qin Tong realized that what he thought was very expensive was actually nothing in the eyes of others.

The old Han Qin Cheng opened the cigarette that the boy had just given him, took one out and put it under his nose, sniffed it, and stuffed the cigarette back again.

This pack of cigarettes in the wilderness can sometimes be exchanged for a lot of good things, such as rough maps, wild animal fur, and life-saving herbs.

It can even be exchanged for the characteristics of some strange animals in the Forbidden Land.

The wilderness is no better than the city, there are many unknown dangers here.

Money is very difficult to spend here, and it has to be hard currency.

The girl by the bonfire silently watched the teenager busy, the middle-aged man didn't mean to help at all, just like a pampered big boss.

The boy poured water and white rice into a small pot and cooked white porridge.

Not only that, he also added raisins and red dates to the white porridge, which looked very delicate.

However, the boy himself did not drink the porridge, but sat silently and ate the boring synthetic protein bar.

This kind of protein bar is generally only eaten by those who want to live in the wilderness. One can support a day's nutritional intake, and the teenager ate four in a row.

After the porridge was cooked, the young man carefully brought it to the middle-aged man...

The girl was a little upset: "Then the middle-aged person has no hands or feet, why do you let others take care of it?"

At this time, the girl by the bonfire suddenly discovered that after sitting on the ground, the boy had directly taken off the hiking boots on his feet, and the white socks inside had been stained red with blood.

The boy slowly took off his socks, blood clotting on his feet seemed to be full of wounds and blisters.

The teenager wiped the wound clean with alcohol and cotton swabs, and then applied ointment to himself.

During this process, the other party was clearly in pain but didn't say a word, just frowned.

Moreover, the face was just as usual, and the walking posture was not the slightest strange, as if the wound on the foot did not exist.

The girl felt distressed when she thought of the other party holding back the pain and serving the middle-aged man.

The girl suddenly said: "Why don't I help him, Dad, you see that his feet are broken when he walks, and he has to do heavy work."

Qin Cheng frowned, and said solemnly: "He is a servant, and this is what he should do. You stay here honestly for me. If you really like servants, you won’t be saved. They have no freedom. Does anyone understand?"

The girl was a little aggrieved, but did not speak any more.

Just watching from a distance.

At this time, the boy was sitting on the ground, continuing to treat the wound on his foot.

Although the collar of the jacket covered most of the opponent's face, the girl inexplicably felt that the other's face was very beautiful.

"Dad, you said he was a servant?" the girl asked.

"Well," the old Han Qin Cheng nodded, "You have also seen this kind of person in the city. You have sold your life to a big man. You can't escape the fate of being restrained for the rest of your life."

The word servant is not unfamiliar in the world, almost equivalent to slave.