I refuse this box lunch

The system thinks, if it is not mistaken, the host seems to have touched some authority when leaving the A721 world, and then brought something back.And with its current level, it is not easy to forcibly identify it.

Anyway, it was not judged to be a violation, so the system had to turn a blind eye.

Fu Wo woke up from the hibernation cabin, and there seemed to be a trace of warmth on his cheeks.When I touched it, it was just the sticky and cold nutrient solution in the cabin.

The system still remembered its job, and strongly suggested that Fuhe go to the counseling station: "It's better to stay a little longer."

Ten years of emotion, its host doesn't look like a gamer.

Fuhe nodded when he heard the words, and after walking a few steps outside, he spit out a puddle of sour liquid, squatted down while holding the door of the cabin, and frowned.

"Mental power is impaired." The medical robot popped out from the ceiling like a spider hanging down in a straight line. "Advanced medical room for repair."

Fuhe had no strength to move any more, and dozens of little "spiders" fell to the ground, simulating limbs crawling quickly, gathered into a black group, and then lifted his body and sent him to the place of diagnosis and treatment.

Mental filtering is not an easy process.

It will invade the human brain to a certain extent, stimulate the spiritual body, filter out impurities such as ionization layer by layer, and repair layer by layer.It's like surgery to remove the lesion, but it still takes time to heal the wound.

Coming out of the consulting room, Fowle stood on the edge of the hall with a pale face, looked at the work center with blue lights and people coming and going, and then walked to the counseling station.

On the same day, he returned to the dormant cabin.

A staff member glanced at Fu Wo, probably aware that his condition was not very good, and reminded: "It's okay if the volunteer wants to take leave because of physical problems."

The world failure rate of the "Cannon Fodder Rescue Plan" is definitely not low. The executors have failed one after another, and it really takes time to adjust.The alliance is still willing to provide this humanity.

"Thank you, then I'll need half an hour." Fuhe sat down and took out a few bottles of nutrient solution from the paper bag at hand.

This is something specially developed by the alliance to ensure the activity of human cells, not much different from the liquid in the cabin.

He drank it in a few sips, but his stomach still felt empty.

There is another place that is also empty.

"I'm fine." Half an hour later, Fuhe stood up and consciously lay down in the cabin.

Before being submerged, a trace of hope rose on his face, and then quickly faded away.

The system is dutifully doing its reporting work: "Cannon Fodder Rescue Project Volunteer 010, you have been with F251...wrong, U6...huh?"

After ten seconds.

If the system realizes something: "Host, you have successfully established a connection with W022 small world, now send?" It still needs to ask for instructions, whether it is selected or not.

Fowler: "Okay."

The rental house is narrow and old, with all kinds of sundries piled up in disorder.A large wooden board hangs from the ceiling, and large flakes of photo paper like snowflakes are nailed to the front and back in a chaotic manner. There is ink spilled on the floor, which is a marker pen that leaked oil.

The tables and chairs were occupied by waste paper and takeaway boxes, piled up in a messy pile, exuding an unspeakable smell.

The cell phone rang a series of times, playing a strange mournful tune with the creaking of the door panel, and finally a hand stretched out from the messy pile of bedding and clothes.

After struggling to put it on the table, I fumbled back and forth for a while, grabbed the phone, and pressed the connect button.

A loud roar immediately rushed out from the sound hole, which could shake the dust in the air:

"Lu Fuhe! If you don't hand in any more materials today, you won't be in the company tomorrow. Go back to your valley and eat your soil!"

The speaker had no patience at all, as if he was willing to make a phone call to show mercy, and after howling, he hung up decisively with a "slap".

Fuhe held the old mobile phone with the broken screen film in front of his eyes for a moment, and the double images in his field of vision finally gradually merged, showing the current time.

Eight in the morning.

Can sleep a little longer.

This sleep, the time will be extended until the evening.

There was a problem with the system positioning halfway, and I almost couldn't find Fuhe's location. When I arrived, I was almost in a hurry: "Host, wake up, your box lunch is already on the way!"

The plot was delivered at the same time, and a huge amount of information flooded into his mind, Fu Wo frowned uncomfortably.

One minute later, enduring the pain in his temple, he got up and rummaged around in the rental house, put on a denim jacket casually, opened a camera he found in a corner, and stuffed the contents into his backpack. Moved the sofa to reveal the hideous crack on the floor, physically destroyed the phone card and stuffed it into the innermost gap, and finally returned it to its original position.

After going out the door and passing by the landlord's residence, Fuhe jumped up from the mottled wall with his feet, and reached for a chestnut lady's wavy curly hair on the window sill.Spending five steel coins in his pocket, he bought a pair of sunglasses with bright diamonds on the frame from the small vendor below the housing building.

The ubiquity of the cash balance shows the fact that he is a pauper, but in order to save his life, he must spend what he should.

The night was hazy, and when I turned the corner of the street, through the floor-to-ceiling mirror that was damaged at one corner outside the clothing wholesale store, a girl with a slender waist and long legs had red lips and a cheap body. The women who came out to take out the garbage on the street saw " She", all rolled their eyes, and walked far away around the road.

Who doesn't know that in the red-light district across the street from here, there are women in this kind of dress everywhere, vixens who are immoral!

Fuhe walked out of the long street, turned a corner and went to the red light district.

Someone randomly threw a wine bottle on the stone pier at the intersection, so he picked one up and picked it up. The remaining liquor at the bottom of the bottle poured all over his collar and cuffs, and walked into the alley like a drunkard.

The dimly lit alleys are deep and messy, and men and women who are intertwined in one place are laughing and stroking, and some of them can't wait to enter the room, and some of them can solve it outside.After all, there are two price tags and two physical sensations.

In this huge, prosperous and respectable city, countless similar scenes are happening, forming an extremely small part of its dark side.

Fuhe walked forward with his head down, occasionally stopping him to ask the price with ill intentions, they were all bluffed by his posture of swinging the wine bottle, muttered "drunk bitch", and walked away resentfully open.

People flock together, many of the prostitutes in this area are taxi drivers, haulers, jobless people who come and go. They may have wives and children at home, or they may not. They may have some money in their pockets, but they also Can't take much.

Mostly coming here is to have fun for a while, there is no need to be fierce and fierce, and ordinary ruthless people don't think much of this land and the people here.

But Hu Lan is different. She faintly occupies the "top card" position in the red light district No. 11, and has the best reputation.There is a bastard boss named "Sixth Brother" in this area, who has hired her for more than three years.

Hearing the panting of the woman in the tube building, Fuhe moved out a few steps with a wooden face, and squatted by the opposite wall.

The pain in the temple is a sequela of mental damage, and it has gradually eased now.The world plot line spread out and connected in my mind again.

His name in this world is Lu Fuhe. He is a poor boy who came out of a small mountain village to earn a living. He was attracted by the prosperity and profit of the big city, and he also wanted to take a shortcut to climb high and look far.

To this end, Lu Fuhe made many attempts.He is lazy, has low education, has no registered permanent residence, and is a very poor person. It is impossible to test on the edge of the law, and even in a place with a little more people, he can't speak in a whole way.In the first two years, even the homeless who picked up garbage on the main road had a better life than him.

And the reason why he was able to find the current paparazzi job is all because of the help of the woman in the house.

Since meeting in this city, Lu Fuhe rarely came to see her.This is the third time.

A not-so-good-looking man passed Fuhe with a frivolous whistle, with a smug smile on his face.Not "Six Brothers".

"Aren't you afraid of being beaten by him?" The door was open, Fuhe walked in, sat down at a random place, and said the first sentence.

The woman was sitting shirtless on a rocking chair, smoking a cigarette with her back to the man, and said mockingly: "He knows what the hell. A whore in a high-end club can step on the head of a pheasant outside."

Different from the vulgar and malicious content of the words, Hu Lan's voice is very delicate, with a natural whine, and soft words when she speaks harshly, which is not commensurate with her 1.7 meters tall.

Fuhe couldn't see her eyebrows, but since they were twins, they should look alike.

He spoke according to the persona: "Don't be like this, Brother Six has been enslaving you for so long, he will definitely be angry. If he is angry, we will not have a good life."

Hu Lan just laughed haha. She laughed enough, she just remembered something, turned her head and frowned and looked at him with a little surprised expression: "What are you doing here? Why are you dressed like this?"

Fuhe's backpack has been moved in front of him, and he hugged the source of the cannon fodder dog belt tightly: "Just one more time, help me find a room in the neighborhood and settle down as a young lady."

Hu Lan raised his eyebrows high: "Did you cause trouble?"

Fu Wo nodded: "It's a big deal."

Big deal.

Soon, the entire [-]th District of Yangdu, which is contiguous and mixed, will be sealed off, and people inside will not be able to enter or exit.The power of the Luo family covers the whole city. If they want to find someone, they can even hang up an unwarranted major criminal case in the bureau, and then wantonly enter this place to search.

Fuhe didn't choose to go out rashly, because many people had been guarding outside, watching his whereabouts.

At this moment, their residence must have been ruined. They couldn't find anyone, and there was no camera surveillance to search for. Instead, this place can be used as a good place to fish in troubled waters.

Fuhe sat in front of Hu Lan's makeup table and hurriedly painted a few more strokes on his face, took two more loose women's clothes, walked downstairs under the meaningful eyes of the woman, and entered an uninhabited house .

"It was said that the big boss took him to a foreign country to get married, and he didn't make a draft for bragging." Hu Lan leaned against the door, wearing only a tulle pajamas, with a large collar showing, and said with a sneer, "I used to live with a sister. I don’t know if I got sick, so I found a place that no one knows and died. Don’t move the things in it, and I will find a way to replace it for you later.”

"From now on, you will be called Ah Qing, and you are all black households. You can make up your age at will, and the rest will be said according to this piece of paper."

Fuhe took it over, and it was a handwritten list, which contained household registration history and other information.Hu Lan is the guarantor for a normal prostitute work experience certificate.

"Thank you, sister." Fuhe said in a low voice.

Hu Lan took a cigarette and put it in her mouth, her expression was blurred by the smoke: "I only thought of coming to me when I caused trouble, trouble."

There are constantly noisy voices coming from a distance. Ordinary residents are poor and poor, but they are also unhappy with the sudden harassment.But once the identity of the visitor is revealed, there is nothing to be unhappy about.

Class issues in this world have been resisted, but never really eliminated.Those lawlessness that only appeared in ancient texts will be presented one by one in the future.

It's been a long time since I've seen the script of robbery and robbery.

After Hu Lan left, Fuhe threw himself into the soft sofa, and suddenly regretted dragging her into the water.

Although, the end result of this one is not bad.The six brothers separated and reunited, you chased each other, and a few years after the misunderstanding was resolved, even the sheriff's wife would laugh at her when she saw her.It's just that the original trajectory is disrupted, and everything in the future will be hard to say.

When he first came to look for Hu Lan, he thought that the relationship between the two was just ordinary.

I haven't eaten the dark loss of the plot for a long time, and I almost forgot the taste of it.

Fowle has always had his own principles in doing tasks - try to prevent the aboriginals in the small world from dying out because of him.So he hid the memory card in his leather boots, and changed into a bright diamond dress that looked very expensive at first glance, with a small fragrance, and his whole body was also fragrant.He pinched a few more red spots on his neck, pulled the shawl and was about to go out.

At the right time, a young voice came in from across the door, low and sweet: "Is there someone? Come out quickly, anti-pornography."

Fuhe paused, looked at himself, he seemed to be quite yellow.