Plane Convenience Store

"Gee...Gee~"

After finally escaping from the trash can, Jelly felt much more comfortable, so she chirped to express her gratitude in her own way.

Because of eating too much, the whole slime of jelly is bulging, and it is difficult to move.

So when Lulu lifted it to the table, it didn't resist, but lay down on the table with its belly turned over to take a nap.

"hu~hu~"

"Are you full?"

Lu Lu tentatively poked Jelly's belly, only to hear a low grunt.

Apparently fell asleep.

So Lu Lu stopped poking the jelly, but took a soft cushion and put it on the table, and then put the jelly on the cushion, letting it sleep peacefully.

"Shopkeeper, what kind of creature is this?"

Seeing Jelly falling asleep, Song Cheng was terrified.

When teasing the jelly, he also contributed a few bamboo sticks, but he didn't expect the jelly to be really delicious.

Since jelly can even eat such a hard bamboo stick, does it mean that it can also bite off his fingers?

Thinking of this, Song Cheng couldn't help but feel lucky that he didn't touch the jelly just now.

Although the jelly looks obedient, it looks like a rabbit, but the rabbit will bite people when it is anxious, not to mention that the jelly has stronger digestion than the rabbit, God knows if it will bite people in a bad mood.

Song Cheng looked at the sleeping face who knew how to jelly, and then went back to his seat to study.

After eating a bowl of dry rice at home, the owner invited him to eat such delicious oden. It really can't be justified if he doesn't study hard.

So, under the will of concentration, even the welcome sound of the doorbell did not attract Song Cheng's attention.

"Welcome, you can choose what you want, just come to me and pay the bill later."

"..."

The new customer did not speak, he looked at everything in the convenience store with novel eyes.

"This is... something that existed before the Great Revolution."

Despite being in the countryside, Mars was sure it wasn't what a city should be.

Like this, there are many shops wrapped in transparent glass in the city, but they will never be like this shop, where cigarettes and hard liquor are placed on the shelves in a grand manner.

These things were absolutely forbidden by the Prophets.

Cigarettes injure people's health, and alcohol corrodes people's will, so Wuyouguo has always banned these two things.

But for alcohol, low-alcohol alcohol is excluded.

Because of the health benefits of drinking alcohol in moderation, every Thursday and Saturday the elders hand out a glass of wine to each young man of age to expose them to the luscious drink.

Mars has no particular preference for alcohol, so it doesn't matter whether he drinks it or not.

But he knows his friends and many people around him like this astringent drink, so he always begs the elders to give them a few more glasses, so that they can have a good time.

However, what the prophets decide cannot be changed.

Except for some people who are allergic to alcohol and cannot drink alcohol, two glasses of wine a week are a must.

Likewise, it’s not okay to drink too much.

Rules are rules, and the system specified by the prophets is the most perfect, and ignorant young people like them cannot be changed.

Of course, Mars did not mean to challenge the Prophet.

His age, his experience is not as extensive as the prophets, so it is good to listen to the words of the prophets.

Just like the law passed collectively by the prophets, every young man in his 20s and 30s has to go to the farm every year to experience the rules for three months, and he accepted it without a doubt.

Mars is 20 years old this year, exactly the age to go to the farm for training.

However, he personally accepted it well, but his companions did not think so.

"Mars, it's too bitter here, just let those criminals work here, why do we have to do the same?" His companion complained dissatisfiedly looking at the dust in the sky.

"Charlie, don't doubt the Prophet, like... like our schedule."

Mars thought for a while and said: "Get up at six o'clock every day and go to bed at ten o'clock in the evening. This is the best way of working and resting for the human body summed up by the prophets. It is for our own good, and we should obey it."

"Yes, yes. The prophet is wise, but the conditions here are too bad, right?"

There were no convenient facilities on the farm, which was what Charlie hated the most.

Without the record player, he lost a lot of the fun in his life, so no wonder he was so unhappy.

"Charlie, if you think about it this way, if it's not hard, there's no point in exercising when we come here." Mars persuaded: "Besides, we can go back in three months and go back to school to continue studying."

"Yes, three months, as long as you survive three months." Charlie took a deep breath: "When there is no dust, the air here is quite fresh. If there are no disgusting bedbugs, the air here will be even fresher point."

Charlie looked at the group of people working in the farmland, and snorted disdainfully from his nostrils.

"Bedbugs." Mars frowned. "It's not good to call them that. In the past, they were also part of us."

"But not now!" Charlie retorted sharply: "They have committed a felony that cannot be forgiven. Only by farming day after day and producing food for us citizens can they pay for their crimes!"

Mars remained silent, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

Under his boring attitude, Charlie quickly stopped arguing and started to pack things silently with him.

Life in the countryside goes by very quickly, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye, and at the end of this month, the young people who came to exercise caught up with the good time, and finally had a good meal——

They ate pork butcher dishes.

Because it is on the farm, everything is easy to use.Therefore, the reformers here pull out fresh vegetables from the ground, and they can directly fry pork, which is really delicious.

As for sauerkraut, they usually pickle it.So sauerkraut is also ready-made, and you can use it to clean up pork when you open the jar.

Some of these labor reformers have spent half their lives on farms and are familiar with handling pork.

Under their cooking, a whole pig was made into different delicacies, and all the parts of it were left intact.

Blood tofu, pork trotters in sauce, braised pork ribs, stir-fried sauerkraut...

The big dishes were brought to the table one after another, and everyone at the table was dripping with sweat.Even Charlie, who usually complains the most, has too much time to talk.

As for Mars, although he doesn't pay attention to his appetite, the deliciousness of the pig-killing dishes obviously satisfies him.So for the first time, he forgot the prophet's warning and ate a lot until his belly was full.

"Thanks to your blessings, we can eat this."

While eating pig meat, a young man next to Mars stuffed his mouth slowly, and said to him: "We usually eat cabbage and potatoes, and it's only because of you that we can eat some meat. "

Mars was noncommittal about what the teenagers said. If they hadn't committed a crime, they wouldn't have ended up here.

Therefore, he will not sympathize with them.

Compared with their reserved citizens, these labor reformers have puffed up their cheeks to eat.

They avoided vegetables and kept eating meat in their mouths, causing the minced meat to fly and mess up the table, making the young people who came to the farm wrinkled.

"These laborers are too shameless."

"Yeah, no wonder he was exiled to this place."

The young people talked a lot, while Mars regretted his gaffe, hurriedly left the dining table, and returned to the dormitory with the excuse of feeling uncomfortable.

As the last dish was robbed, the pig-killing feast came to an end.

So after washing up, the young people went back to the dormitory to rest one after another. At this time, Mars was already lying on the bed.

The night is cold as water.

Although I was full when I ate, after a few hours, the food in my stomach had been digested and there was nothing left.

Mars couldn't sleep, so he just put on his clothes and went out to look at the moon.As a result, people walked on the road, and disaster fell from the sky.He was inexplicably hit by a rock that fell from the sky, and when he recovered, he was in a convenience store.

An illegal black shop.

In addition to those normal products, there are too many prohibited products in this store.

Mars reported it when he wanted to go out, but soon he knew that this store did not belong to his world, and it was useless for him to report it.

With a complicated mentality, he did not leave, but stayed in this world without a prophet.

He wanted to see what a world without prophetic guidance would sell.

As he approached the shelf, Mars could see it more clearly.

Spirits, cigarettes, perfume...

Everything luxurious and corrupt can be found here.

Mars, who listened to the teachings of the Prophet, would naturally not buy these things. He just watched them and told himself to be wary of these things by the way.

With the teachings of the Prophet, no matter what the temptation is, he can...

?

Seeing a strange thing in front of him from a distance, Mars walked quickly.

When he reached the shelf, he grabbed the bag and saw the words printed on the package.

Soak pigskin.

"Pigskin...this should be part of a pig."

Thinking of what he ate tonight, Mars couldn't help swallowing.

Although there are a lot of contraband in this store, he doesn't buy those things, it's always okay to just buy a little food, right?

If this was in China, Mars would definitely not be like this, but this is in another world, so Mars is not so firm.

Anyone has unparalleled self-control when dealing with things they don't like.But if you meet someone you like, Mars is a living example.

"Have you chosen something?"

The owner's urging sound came, and Mars knew that he had to make a decision.

So, Mars slowly picked up a pack of soaked pigskin and brought it to the cashier.

After asking the price, he paid with a few coins from his wallet, and left with the soaked pigskin.

"Master Prophet, I only eat pork, and I don't do unnecessary things."

After saying it several times in his heart, he would never do it again, Mars found a secluded place, and cruelly tore open the packaging bag, revealing the soaked pigskin inside.

Under the bright moonlight, the vulgar soaked pigskin was also illuminated crystal clear, giving it a delicate and small appearance.

But Mars was not confused by it, because he smelled a strange smell.