Plane Supermarket

"I'll ask Doctor Zhou." Cao'er wiped her hands with a sterile paper towel. This is a habit she developed in Luoyang base. If you don't wipe your hands clean, you will get sick if you eat dirty things in your mouth or rub them in your eyes.

Cao'er whispered: "I heard from Dr. Zhou that if a person is bitten by a dog, the dog will get sick again, and so will the person! It's called mad dog disease. Although he has been vaccinated, if he has been bitten by a dog If you bite it for more than a day and then hit it, the effect will not be good, but you may still get it."

"The way he yelled at me just now, he really looks like a mad dog!" Cao'er was terrified.

It doesn't matter that the other party has red hair, and still yells at her fiercely like that, Cao'er believes that he should have the blood of a monster.

"Be careful." Cao'er told Feng Ling worriedly before leaving, "Although he looks boring, he is a man at least, and he may be a monster. Don't underestimate him."

Feng Ling nodded to her, and said very obediently: "Okay."

Cao'er patted the back of her hand: "Then I'll go to Doctor Zhou first."

Looking at the background of Cao'er's departure, the mask Feng Ling put on—the scars on her face are too hideous, and she prefers to wear a mask when dealing with people she meets for the first time, so as not to scare others.

She took the translator in her hand, opened the door of the "ward" and walked in.

The red-haired man had already pulled out the pillow. He was curled up at the foot of the wall. A little blood leaked out from the rough needle hole. He looked at Feng Ling who came in in a panic. He didn't have any weapons, so he could only keep waving his arms. , making an expulsion gesture.

"Hello?" Feng Ling asked in English.

Her English is not good. After all, the school has stopped teaching it a long time ago. She can only learn by watching videos. The base does not have a stable power supply. After three or four years of self-study, she barely finished the junior high school courses.

And she still doesn't know how she is learning.

Kane froze for a moment, he thought he heard it wrong, he stood there in a daze, and after a long while, he carefully replied: "You...you are not a devil?"

Ever since Cao'er came in, he was in extreme fear. He had only heard of the person with black hair and black eyes in legends.

Even if there is a person with black hair, he will not have such a face, such eyes, completely different from them.

You can tell at a glance that they are not the same kind of person.

Although Feng Ling's English has a strong accent, Kane can still hear what she wants to say, and he can't be far from guessing.

"Don't worry, we're here to save you." Feng Ling squatted in front of Kane, and didn't approach him rashly. She whispered softly and stammered, "No one will ask you to crawl like a dog, nor will you Someone will let a dog bite you, and no one will deny you food."

Feng Ling stretched out her hand, she looked into Kane's eyes.

Maybe it was because Feng Ling's eyes were too gentle and firm, Kane didn't yell at her, and he didn't wave his arms anymore, but shrunk himself into a smaller ball.

Feng Ling's nose was sore and her eyes were a little sour. She tilted her head, restrained her emotions, and then came up with Caoer's and others' argument: "This is the residence of the gods, and the gods saved you."

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Kane immediately raised his head, his eyes were shining brightly: "Is it Luna?!"

Kane said excitedly: "That's right! Luna should have black hair and eyes!"

——Actually, he used to think that Luna should have silver hair, but this is not important anymore, black seems to be related to Ye.

Kane muttered: "I knew...I knew...God would not abandon me..."

"The moon god will not abandon his most loyal followers."

Feng Ling turned her head and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

She finally understood why Cao'er and the others thought Ye Zhou was a god.

Because they have suffered too much, if the other party is not a god, why save them?

They have seen the evil of too many people, and they can only hope for the goodness of God.

Only God can make them believe without any doubt.

Feng Ling asked softly: "Do you want to eat something? There is bread..."

Before she could say the oatmeal, Kane looked at her with bright eyes and shouted excitedly: "Bread! Bread!"

He became a hunchback just for a bite of black bread.

Although he didn't get it in the end.

Feng Ling pursed her lips: "I'll get it for you."

Feng Ling not only brought Kane heated milk bread, but also a glass of goat milk diluted with water. She was holding the dinner plate, and instead of urging Kane to sit on the bed, she put the meal on the bed. The plate was placed on the ground, allowing Kane to grab it with his hands.

Kane picked up the already warm bread—he looked at the snow-white bread, and looked at Feng Ling in some confusion.

Although he used to be the young master of the manor's family, when he was at home, the bread he ate was not so good.

Not so soft, white, with a thick milky aroma.

Feng Ling smiled and said: "This kind of bread is also made of wheat flour, with added sugar, butter, and milk, but I only brought you two slices because I was afraid that you would eat it badly, and the goat's milk was also diluted. I haven't eaten for a few days, so I can't eat too much in one go."

Kane didn't finish listening, he couldn't wait to stuff the bread into his mouth.

The moment he put it in his mouth, he felt that the bread seemed to melt on the tip of his tongue, and the strong aroma filled his mouth. He swallowed it without even chewing it, and he took a second bite with satisfaction and pain.

Until the last bite of bread was finished, Kane licked the bread residue from his fingertips.

He drank the diluted goat's milk in one gulp, but it didn't make him feel full.

He was still so hungry that he could eat anything given to him.

Kane looked at Feng Ling cautiously: "Are you the maid of the moon god?"

Feng Ling said vaguely, "Probably."

She couldn't laugh or cry, probably no god would let her with a scar on her face be a maid, right?That god is too picky.

"Will the moon god summon me?" Kane no longer felt that this place was weird—how could it be that the place where the god lived was not weird?How can we look at God through the eyes of man?

Feng Ling continued to be vague: "Maybe in the future, the most important thing for you now is to take good care of your body, and there is still hope for your back to straighten up."

After all, it is not congenital, and there is no bulge in the back. Zhou Yuanhe said before that if he endured the pain and put on a brace, the correction will not take much time. It is not so much a physical factor as a psychological one.

It's not that he can't straighten his back, but that he has been bending for a long time and dare not straighten it again.

Hitting straight made him feel pain, but it was not an unbearable pain.

Kane parted his lips slightly: "Really?"

Although Feng Ling was wearing a mask, Kane could see her kindness through slightly curved eyes: "Of course, but it will hurt."

Kane said excitedly: "I can bear it! I can bear it no matter how painful it is!"

He hoped that when the moon god summoned him, he would not be a hunchback or a slave, but a complete person.

·

"His name is Kane." Feng Ling was sitting opposite Ye Zhou in the lounge, looking down nervously at the water glass she was holding in her hand. The water glass contained the warm orange juice that Cao'erniang had specially poured for her. .

Feng Ling told Kane's name and origin.

Finally added: "He doesn't know what crimes have been committed in his family."

There are too many sins in this era that can turn people into slaves.

Ye Zhou frowned: "Is this still a slave society?"

Ye Zhou was desperate in his heart. He didn't like the slave society. Although he also didn't like the feudal society, the latter was better than the former. After all, the feudal society had to pay attention to the people's livelihood and knew that the common people were the people.

Even if it is to save face, it must be done.

No matter how many corrupt officials there are, they have to appear clean and honest on the surface.

But in slave society, no one cares about face.

People are private property.

Property is completely different from the common people.

Ye Zhou rubbed his temples with a headache: "Then how do I do business?"

The slave has no money, but he doesn't want to do business with the slave owner, and he doesn't want to indirectly squeeze these slaves who have lost their dignity.

Feng Ling suddenly said, "Don't Cao'er and the others think you are a god?"

"As long as you perform a miracle, those people will take the initiative to send you money."

"You can use the money to save those slaves, buy a piece of land, and let them build a city or a manor."

"You earned money and saved people, but you didn't squeeze them."

Feng Ling still didn't dare to look at Ye Zhou when she was talking. She knew that she was young and her words had no weight, so she spoke in a very light tone. It seemed that if Ye Zhou showed any dissatisfaction, she would shut up immediately and would not fight any more.

But Ye Zhou felt that what she said made sense!

Ye Zhou couldn't accept pretending to deceive the common people.

But if the slave owner pretends to be a ghost and tricks the slave to learn how to crawl like a dog, then he can accept it without any psychological pressure.

"Okay." Ye Zhou was very decisive. He smiled at Feng Ling: "How are you feeling these few days? Are you still feeling unwell?"

Feng Ling was stunned for a moment, strange to say, she didn't believe what her companion said that working in a supermarket would make her health better - if that was true, then it would be Hyperspace Technology.

But since she performed the "plane jump", her body has indeed improved visibly to the naked eye.

She will not feel flatulence after eating a little food, her eyes will not turn black if she forgets to eat sweets, even if she is squatting on the ground, she will not feel dizzy when standing up, especially her heart, and she will not feel uncomfortable.

Ye Zhou: "The trial period is one month. If you want to stay here after one month, we can sign another formal contract. The initial period of the formal contract is two years. During this period, I can't dismiss you at will, but if you want to If you resign, you must submit your resignation letter one month in advance.”

"But those rules can be tweaked if you're in a hurry."

Ye Zhou was easy to talk about in this regard, probably because none of the employees in the supermarket bothered him.

The people in Daliang Chao are under the care of Cao Erniang, and the employees hired by the system are not too busy.

Feng Ling nodded to Ye Zhou. She looked left and right to make sure that she and Ye Zhou were the only ones in the lounge asking, and she finally asked, "Boss, are you really a god? Or an alien?"

Ye Zhou thought for a while, and felt that he was not on the same plane as them. It seemed that he could still be equated with aliens?

So he put his thumb on his chin and said, "Alien?"

Feng Ling: "..."

why are you so unsure

Ye Zhou said with a smile: "I don't think these are important. We look the same and speak the same words. Even if we are not from the same world, it is by no means the difference between a human and a monster."

"That man named Kane, he is not wary of you now, you should pay more attention to him when you have time, he doesn't seem to want to touch men."

Zhou Yuanhe also entered the "ward", Kane immediately started screaming when he saw the man.

Calling Zhou Yuanhe a doctor can't stand it anymore, there is really no other way but to ask Feng Ling to get in touch with Kane.

Feng Ling nodded: "I will, boss."

Kane is extremely dependent on Feng Ling. He doesn't seem to regard her as an equal of the opposite sex, but as an elder, like a sister, and like a mother. He will share the food he gets with Feng Ling.

Except for the first time, every time he got the bread, he only ate half of it, holding back his saliva and pushing the other half to Feng Ling.

Feng Ling thought her heart was cold enough, otherwise how would she survive in the public service center?But under Kane's eyes, her heart was completely soft.

When she looked at him, it was like seeing a bird with a broken spine. Although it was riddled with holes, it still had a strong yearning for freedom and attachment to family affection.

Did Kane do something wrong?

He doesn't seem to have done anything wrong, he's just born, grown up, and implicated.

Even if he is really a heinous sinner, then he should know his crime, have the opportunity to defend himself, and even die for atonement instead of becoming a slave.

Feng Ling: "I can eat meat today."

She walks into the "sick room" with sandwiches on the dinner plate.

Ham and bacon sandwiched with pure meat, as well as egg lettuce and tomato, not only looks good, but also has a sweet smell.

Kane didn't eat it. Smelling the aroma, he pushed Feng Ling's plate on the ground towards her, and said in a low voice, "Eat, I'll help you watch, so they won't find out."

Feng Ling smiled and said: "I have, I also have meat, every day, this is specially prepared for you."

"Eat more, your body will get better, your back will straighten, and you will be summoned by the moon god, and you will work with me in the future."

Kane said in surprise: "Can I also do things for Luna?"

Then he became panicked and waved his hands again and again: "I was a slave, no, I don't deserve it!"

He looked at Feng Ling tremblingly: "No, no, people like me appearing in front of Moon God are blaspheming him."

Feng Ling: "..."

So do you believe in God or not?

Feng Ling: "In the eyes of God, everyone is the same. You will not be humble because you were a slave, and those people outside will not be noble because you are a nobleman or a king. You all have the same limbs and five senses. God See if you don't feel any difference."

Such words really appeased Kane again.

Feng Ling sighed inwardly.

As long as Ye Zhou is made into a god, Kane can accept anything and listen to everything.

Because the existence of God is beyond common sense, and in his common sense, as long as he is a human being, he will bully him, oppress him, and abuse him.

So he doesn't trust people, to be precise, he doesn't trust men.

During the years of his torture, the people who whipped him, bullied him, and informed him were all men.

After leaving the "ward", Feng Ling took the dinner plate and water glass to the sink to wash. Cao Erniang and the others saw that the sun was good today, and they happened to be drying the quilt at the back door of the supermarket. The sun made the quilt warm. Like the smell of sunshine.

"That room is great!" Cao'er Niang said happily, "Two beds can be set up, and our mother and I can sleep in our own separate room!"

"Cao'er didn't sleep well, and kicked me many times."

Cao'er quickly whispered, "Not many times, just two times."

Cao Erniang couldn't see any anger on her face, she smiled and said, "What's wrong? Isn't kicking your mother twice enough?"

Cao'er whispered: "Didn't you give me a punch too?"

"You mother and daughter are performing martial arts, right?" The employees who were running and practicing repeating crossbows said with a smile.

Cao'erniang: "I almost forgot, I'm going to take out my repeating crossbow and practice hard."

Cao'er whispered, "...that's mine."

But no one heard.

Hey, how scared she was when she got the repeating crossbow for the first time, but not only is she not afraid now, but because mother always robs her, she feels that the crossbow is more precious, and she also wants to practice hard.

"Is he a slave?" Cao'er turned pale with shock when chatting with Feng Ling.

Others also gathered around.

"The Tartars outside the pass have slaves, right? Our Daliang Dynasty didn't have any."

"I heard that the children of slaves follow the status of their mothers! The children of female slaves are still slaves, even if the father is a nobleman."

"Then these nobles are not very good. Their own flesh and blood can actually watch him as a slave."

"That's right, I don't like slaves, but I still want to sleep with female slaves, bah!"

The women were filled with righteous indignation. Looking at their expressions, Feng Ling thought this group of people were very cute, so she smiled and said, "The slave society has lasted for a long time."

Feng Ling has read history books and knows that in modern history, on the eve of liberation, there were still slavery in some places.

The national culture is different.

"Then he is poor."

"Or let Aunt Li cook him a bowl of braised pork, and deduct it from my points."

"Don't you always buy snacks? And points?"

"There are still points for a bowl of braised pork."

The men were also curious: "I heard that the red-haired monster is afraid of men?"

"This monster is really strange. He also looks like a man."

Feng Ling: "When he was a slave, the overseers who enslaved him and beat him were all men."

The men sighed and said, "Isn't it the same when we served in the army? There is no wages. Although it is free of charge, how can two steamed buns a day be enough? There is no oil or water at all. If the supervisor thinks that we are not working hard enough, then he has to get started." call taxi."

"There are a lot of people who can't make it through."

"Especially the older ones, who are reluctant to release their youngsters and serve in the military by themselves. I don't know how many died."

"They were all raised by our parents, and those supervisors didn't treat us as the same people as them."

The more the men talked, the more they felt that the supervisors were the same everywhere, they didn't treat people as human beings.

"Fortunately, those who come out of our place together will hold together!"

"Exactly! Only by holding a group can you not be bullied, and you can always grab the steamed buns, you won't starve to death, and you can survive."

"Aren't these slaves in groups?"

Feng Ling shook her head: "They won't hold together."

Either they have become numb, or they have lost all the courage to resist, and only dare to add fuel to the flames and bully weaker people.

Perhaps they once held a group, but they were brutally and mercilessly suppressed.

Without someone to guide the way forward, without weapons, without enough food and physical strength, without the determination to unite as one, how can we resist?

Resistance is not something that can be resisted by standing up and raising your fist.

"Do you really think the boss is a god?" Feng Ling asked Cao'er while others were chatting.

She felt that Cao'er was such a rare and clever person.

Cao'er nodded, without any hesitation, and said, "Of course, don't you believe it? Why don't you believe it? The immortal showed such a miracle, why don't you believe it?"

"Immortals are so kind and generous, but you are even stingy with admiration?"

Cao'er raised her chin proudly.

She speaks kindness, generosity and miserliness!She is also cultured!

Feng Ling: "No, I'm just curious, don't you think he looks like a human and is a human?"

Cao'er curled her lips: "Immortals are not like mortals. How can mortals be like this? Let's just talk about the emperor, isn't he the real dragon emperor? But he has never been soft-hearted when he collects taxes. Tell me, he is a dragon." Why don't you care about those soldiers and officials?"

"The emperor didn't save us, he didn't care about us, but the immortals care about us."

Feng Ling understood what Cao'er meant—Cao'er thought that Ye Zhou had done something that the emperor hadn't done, so he was more noble than the emperor, and the only ones who were more noble than the emperor were gods.

The logic is very consistent.

Feng Ling couldn't find a starting point at all, and didn't want to find a starting point.

She has already somewhat recognized what Cao'er and the others said.

If it is so painful to believe in man, then believe in God.

At least there is always hope.

Feng Ling smiled at Cao'er: "Thank you."

Cao'er blinked: "What are you thanking me for? Do you think what I said makes sense?"

Feng Ling: "Yes, what you said makes sense."

·

Ye Zhou, who was using the drone to survey the surrounding environment, finally saw a figure on the cliff after two hours.

Zou Ming and Chen Shu sat on both sides of Ye Zhou, and Sarah squatted on the ground, watching the TV screen together.

"Looks like an overseer?"

They use the best drone the system has ever produced, which can zoom in from a great distance without being noticed.

Ye Zhou watched helplessly as a few scrawny, naked people lying on the ground like dogs, their heads digging into the ground, seemed to be eating something, while a few muscular men stood beside them, pointing at them. Pointing, arms folded and laughing.

Ye Zhou's face darkened.

Zou Ming and Sarah both looked at Ye Zhou.

Sarah: "Shall I go up there and kill them all?"

Ye Zhou wanted to say yes, but he held back. He said coldly, "It's easy to kill them, but what should these slaves do after they are killed? Feng Ling has a better idea."

"What the slave owner owes them should be repaid by the slave owner, as well as those overseers who treat them like dogs."

Ye Zhou looked at the "person" in the picture.

The "man" is kneeling, but the dog is standing.

About only here, there is such a scenery.

Ye Zhou's expression was cold, and there was no emotion in his eyes.