Forces of Temptation

Jiang Fang untied the scorpion braid he had tied up, and simply tied up a small braid for him with a hair tie with his own warmth.

Then he began to take stock of Nan Zhou's injuries.

The number of wounds on his body is considerable, length and breadth, but almost all of them are distributed behind his back. Most of the skin in front of his body is clean and fair, and his chest is even more cleanly powdered.

Nan Zhou clearly had all the characteristics of a human being, but it was this specialness that was so clean that it made him look even more inhuman.

He should be perfect, but there are some scars protruding from his shoulders, neck, waist and abdomen, like overgrown branches.

From Jiang Fang's point of view, it was an eyesore.

Jiang Fang recorded the location of Nan Zhou's scar truthfully, and was silent the whole time, just stroking, measuring, and recording.

He had been cut in the waist with a knife, perhaps with an axe.

Below the butterfly bone are two staggered whip wounds.

There were two piercing wounds stacked together with daggers on the back of the heart, and it was unclear which wound was the front and which was the rear.

Among the many wounds, the most obvious are several radioactive electric current burns.

If it is placed elsewhere, the scar will turn dark red over time.

But against the backdrop of Nan Zhou's skin, the scar was red and bright as new. It always made people suspect that it was a new wound added yesterday, and then they couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

Fortunately, his limbs are still intact, only a butterfly tattoo of unknown origin on his right wrist was recorded.

After the general physical examination was completed, Jiang Fang placed Nan Zhou beside the bed, squatted in front of Nan Zhou, and checked his legs for hidden injuries.

Those legs seemed to be well-balanced, but they were actually quite heavy. Fortunately, Jiang Fang's fingers were long and powerful, and he could hold the area above the ankle bone with one slap.

Nan Zhou looked down at Jiang Fang.

Jiang Fang's palm was pressed against his calf, the palm was hot and dry, it didn't feel annoying, it was just subtle.

Although Nan Zhou felt a little strange in his heart, since he asked Jiang Fang to check for him, of course he would let him do what he did and would never resist.

Taking Nan Zhou's meager social experience to almost zero, he didn't think there was anything wrong with being touched around naked like this.

People are born with one nose and two eyes, nothing special, and he thinks he is not ugly, so what is there to be unattractive?

If it wasn't for the comparison, Nanzhou thought that Jiang Fang was more careful than Li Yinhang, and he didn't mind asking Li Yinhang to take a look at his body.

After Jiang Fang finished counting, he raised his head and asked, "So many injuries, I don't remember how they got here?"

Nan Zhou lowered his head, smoothed down the hair tie that bound his hair, and planned to hand it back to Jiang Fang: "I don't remember."

He only remembered that he seemed to be sitting at home drawing a picture, and in the blink of an eye, he was dragged here.

He couldn't even raise his vigilance, he just felt inexplicable, like a dream.

"……Hey."

Jiang Fang seemed to have discovered something, and stopped his movements.

He pressed Nan Zhou's shoulder, brushing away his loose black hair.

When he tied his hair just now, Jiang Fang grabbed it and tied it hastily. The small black braids were gathered into a bundle and hung down his slender neck, just blocking the back of his neck.

When he lowered his head, Jiang Fang caught a glimpse of a little red mark on the back of his neck.

Nan Zhou was surprised: "Huh?"

"A fish slipped through the net."

Jiang Fang stretched out his finger and pressed on the oval-shaped Chen wound: "This is..."

When the fingertips stroked the circle of wounds, Jiang Fang's tongue just touched the back of the teeth.

As his fingertips brushed over it, he felt a strange and ambiguous familiarity.

He twirled and touched the place with his fingertips, as if the sunken scar was very attractive to him.

Nan Zhou was confused by him.

But he couldn't see any mystery behind his neck, so he could only put his hands on the side of the bed and let him touch it in confusion.

After a while, Jiang Fang said softly, "It hurts."

"It doesn't hurt." Nan Zhou described his feelings objectively, "It's a little itchy."

Jiang Fang didn't speak.

Nan Zhou turned around suspiciously, and saw Jiang Fang raised his hand to cover his chest.

Nan Zhou asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I can't tell." Jiang Fang laughed, but there was a bit of tension in the laughter, "Maybe I really got sick."

Nan Zhou watched Jiang Fang.

His eye sockets have obvious Eastern European characteristics, and are very deep, so the light can't always fall in. In addition, the thick eyelashes cover his eyes properly, and it is difficult to see whether those eyes are planning or looking at the eyes. Emotional.

In the small town, the people Nan Zhou met were very simple.

Jiang Fang was a complicated person that he couldn't see through no matter what, he naturally wanted to see more and more.

"If you are sick..." Nanzhou asked, "Do you need my help to kill you?"

That Mr. Tang said that the mental illness here is more similar to a virus, and anyone can be infected.

Nan Zhou was not at all philistine, tactful, or rude. He just calmly proposed a solution that he thought was feasible: "I will move very quickly. It won't hurt."

Jiang Fang smiled: "Thank you. If there is a need, I will tell you."

Nan Zhou obtained the scar record on his body, and simply sketched out a human body map, marking all his scars on it.

When he was busy, Jiang Fang was holding his calf, raising his leg slightly, and studying the gold-plated leg ring that was tightly attached to his skin.

There are dark lines carved inside, if it is forced to fade down, it is easy to get hurt.

After some research on the human body diagram, Nan Zhou finally figured out the reason for Jiang Fang's silence just now.

"I have been fatally injured." Nan Zhou raised his face, "According to this kind of injury, I... should not be alive now."

Jiang Fang added to him in his heart: at least three places.

"If so, why am I still alive, and why did I suddenly appear here?"

Nan Zhou muttered to himself for a while, thinking to no avail, then turned to Jiang Fang: "Where are you from?"

Jiang Fang made a pun: "It's different from you."

Jiang Fang was right.

He is indeed different from Nan Zhou in every way.

Hair color, eye color, nose bone, lips are all very special.

Nan Zhou was so attracted by his natural silver hair that he ran away, and he wanted to touch it, but one leg was dangling and suspended in the air by Jiang Fang, and it couldn't be realized. Suddenly, it hurt, it turned out to be Muscle cramps.

He is not afraid of pain, but uncomfortable and needs to find a fulcrum.

So, Nanzhou stepped on Jiang Fang's half-squatting thigh, but just slipped into Jiang Fang's separated legs.

...just stepped on the key point.

Nan Zhou didn't mind, so he took it for granted that Jiang Fang didn't mind either.

His bare toes were clasped inwards, grasping the piece of clothing material, concentrating on adjusting his muscle state.

Jiang Fang visibly choked up, hesitating whether he should laugh at such a behavior like a kitten stepping on milk.

In the end, he turned his face away and smiled sullenly.

...what a wonderful and interesting experience.

When he was a child, he had imagined countless times the character of this friend he had never met, either dull, gloomy, or like a severely injured animal, guarding everything and hating everything.

All in all, it's heartbreaking and awe-inspiring.

But the living Nanzhou in front of him makes people want to "love".

Nothing else but pure "love".

For Jiang Fang, this should have been a dangerous signal, but he didn't feel that he still had the ability to love someone, so he felt at ease and let him step on him, tickling his heart tossing.

……

After waking up from a sleepless night, Li Yinhang also completely gave up, giving up the fantasy that he could leave this mentally ill town by opening his eyes.

After the three of them met in Nan Zhou's room, they began to discuss the next action plan.

"Someone sent us here on purpose." Jiang Fang said, "The vehicle is self-driving, and there is no way for non-professionals to operate it; the speed of the vehicle is so fast that it is impossible to allow us to jump out of the vehicle; there are also guns in the vehicle. In other words, our destination can only be 'Eden'."

Nanzhou said: "The operating rules here are very strange."

For this kind of matter, Nanzhou has a great say.

Based on Nanzhou's living experience in Neverland, their town is completely closed.

The grid of comics neatly separates him from the outside world.

There is no farming, no industry, but a completely closed and isolated paradise.

...or an extraterrestrial prison.

But Neverland is different from here.

Because of the closure, the shops in Never Town will automatically produce fresh food every day.

Of course, the so-called "food" is only limited to appearance.

Every bite of food tastes like paper.

The Garden of Eden is located in a vast world, with convenient transportation lines that can connect with the outside world, a clear distinction between the town and the outside, and even seven clear divisions.

Although the people in the "Garden of Eden" are uniformly sick, no matter whether they are correct or not, they all have basic thinking ability and personal consciousness.

So, this presents a very real problem.

How are the supplies in the town replenished?

Where do daily necessities and three meals a day come from?

Who will be in charge of running the restaurant or supermarket?

Does the operator still have the ability to operate?

On the sightseeing bus, Nan Zhou deliberately looked around at the supermarkets, and found that most of them were closed, which confirmed his guess.

In the residential areas of aggressive patients, there are basically people who will wantonly kill people because of such trivial things as odd and even numbers, gender, and the moon's rise and fall.

Such a slender and fragile person is absolutely not suitable for such things as "management".

Moreover, the senior who drove them was obviously familiar with all the types of mental illness in this place, so he carefully avoided them and chose this place for them.

This further proves the vulnerability of patients with "strong aggressive disorder".

They are only suitable for "living" here, not for all light and heavy manual labor.

Therefore, the operating mechanism of the "Garden of Eden" is indeed something worthy of deep consideration.

As for Li Yinhang, she couldn't observe anything, and felt that she was an iron waste.

She simply didn't think about it, and made up her mind that when the senior who brought them here came again, she would create a detailed list of the people living in the town and their symptoms, so that they could go out easily.

They each have their own concerns and plans, so they collectively forget the unimportant Yuan, Ming, Qing and Tang and Song that they met on the tram.

Therefore, they didn't know that Yuan Mingqing had almost gritted his teeth with hatred.

After sending the trio away, Tang Song also "naturally" woke up.

He admits that he is delusional and often fantasizes that he is someone else.

For example, just now, he mistook himself for the conductor guarding the tram.

In order to take care of the Tang and Song Dynasties, Yuan, Ming and Qing also used their acting skills.

He said mysteriously that he always felt that someone wanted to harm him and kill him, and the trio just wanted to take him away, which would be bad for him, so he didn't want to go with them.

The middle-aged man who looked like a priest really fell for it, and with a look of pity on his face, he included the two of them in the ranks of patients with "inner phobia".

Relying on their delusion of being persecuted, Yuan Mingqing asked questions openly all the way, but they found out more information than Nan Zhou and Jiang Fang knew so far.

It's just that the more he asked, the more depressed he became in his heart. In the end, he held his breath and couldn't vent it, so he could only grit his teeth and remain silent.

Nanzhou's guess is not wrong.

Before arriving at the place where they lived, the person who came to pick them up had already arranged everything for them in the future.

After Tang Song's injured leg was simply bandaged, the two were taken directly to a spinning mill.

It is said that their minds tend to fluctuate. In order to seek inner peace and outer value, they can do some simple work to enrich their body and mind.

There is no discrimination here, and no one blames them for slow work.

If Yuan, Ming and Qing were really sick, they would probably be delighted with this equal and non-discriminatory work arrangement.

But unfortunately, he has a clear mind and is not a fool.

He could see clearly that this was clearly coaxing these "mildly ill patients" to work with good words, so as to maintain the operation of the entire "Garden of Eden"!

To put it bluntly, they have to work hard to support the three people in "Cubic Ark" to eat and drink!

The author has something to say:

"Adam" was forced to be the first day of Textile Man Worker 996: I hate.