Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

The man lying in the transparent "capsule" opened his eyes when a large piece of indoor blue light wandered onto his face.

He looked at the face reflected on the inner wall of the "capsule", and it indeed belonged to the "observer" just now, but it was slightly different from his figure in the "game": he was extremely thin, like a lonely 2B pencil .

His whole face is drooping, eyes, corners of mouth, and nasolabial folds, all extending downwards pointedly and thinly.

Mingming is young, but he seems to be deformed by the weight of his head.

The room is closed, except for three "capsules" placed side by side and a door, there is nothing else.

The man was not in a hurry to get up, and after adapting to the sudden change in the surroundings, he rolled his eyes and looked around before pressing a switch on the right hand side.

After the switch button scanned his index finger fingerprint, the verification was successful, and it was slowly opened. The man took off his helmet, combed his hair, and lifted his legs to get out of the cabin.

He walked to the door, but couldn't find a place where he could open the door from the inside, so he simply raised his hand and knocked on the door.

The door creaked open from the outside, revealing an impatient face.

The one standing outside the door was a woman, who also wore an identical restraint collar around her neck, but she was wearing a set of silver isolation suits, her identity was different from that of a man at first glance.

On the small table next to her was an ashtray full of cigarette butts.

The woman asked, "Why are you the only one coming out? Where are they?"

The man's calmness softened and disappeared at the moment of opening the door, becoming invisible.

He rubbed his nose and grinned a little embarrassedly.

The woman understood: "...have you been kicked out again?"

The man hugged the helmet, and said in a timid voice, "I think I'm in the way."

The woman handed over a glass of salt water: "To replenish electrolytes, go in after drinking. If someone finds you absent from duty, you have to enter the electric shock room."

The man thanked him, took the water glass, took a sip, and didn't even dare to lift his eyelids, looking like a well-behaved pug.

"The method I asked you to try last time..." The woman glanced at the man, hesitated to speak, "Forget it, you didn't try it after seeing it."

The man showed weakness: "I dare not."

The woman squinted at him, lit a lady's cigarette, held it between her fingers, and smiled: "If you don't dare, you will be a C-level for the rest of your life."

As soon as the woman finished speaking, the side of her neck went numb.

Before she lost consciousness, someone lightly took the mint-flavored cigarette in her hand and put it in her mouth: "Thank you for your kind words. Let's have a rest."

The man skillfully took a puff of the cigarette, then moved the filter to one side with his tongue, clamped the woman between his right arm and body with one hand like a book, and dragged her straight into the room from the empty corridor. After closing the door, she checked her whole body quickly, found three keys, and finally stuffed the unconscious person into the can-like "capsule" cabin.

He guessed right, this woman is the "Jailor".

If a more accurate statement is adopted, her identity is the "manager" in the master control center, responsible for managing the status of the three team members under her command, controlling the room keys of the team members, checking the personal belongings of the team members from time to time without notice, and directly responsible for their actions.

In the corridor outside the door, from top to bottom, there are three metal cabinets that are two feet wide and one foot high.

The personal belongings of the three team members are stored here.

Before entering the "capsule", they must remove all their belongings and store them in it.

The three keys belong to three different tin cabinets, and also belong to three different people.

One is a bare key ring without any decorations, and the other is a key with a dolphin charm and a small lipstick for women.

On the third key, there was a glue key chain with blurred photo stickers.

The photo stickers are decorated with cheap strawberry patterns, and the man and a little girl with eyebrows and eyes very similar to his face the camera, smiling together.

This photo should be able to be pulled into the category of "broken photo".

The girl's face was a bit overexposed, only half of her face and a mouthful of cute little white teeth could be seen.

At that time, men were not as thin as they are now.

His cheeks are full, and he doesn't wear a collar of obedience around his neck.

The man took the key, touched the pattern on it carefully, and pushed the open door again.

After a delay of half a minute, there was already a team of five people in the empty corridor just now, coming towards the place where the man was.

Holding the key, the man extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray, bowed and saluted, intending to send the team away.

Unexpectedly, when the team walked up to him, the leader waved his hand, and the team stopped in front of him.

The person in the lead was wearing the same silver isolation suit as the woman just now: "Where is your 'manager' and your teammates?"

The "manager" is the woman who is responsible for guarding them.

The man glanced at the five-person team, and after a thought, he already had the answer: "They're leaving first."

"It's fucking unlucky, I picked up two slow-moving ones in one go." Sure enough, the leader did not have any doubts, and said impatiently, "Hurry up and take your personal belongings and follow the team."

The man frowned slightly.

...He came out in such a hurry that he hadn't had time to try out which cabinet the key in his hand belonged to.

The "manager" saw that he didn't respond, so he pushed him: "What are you doing in a daze? What is the third of the "Ten Prohibitions" of the Central Rules? Recite."

The man obediently said: "The staff of the center are not allowed to carry out any form of private action without the guidance of the 'manager'. If there is, if there is..."

When I was lying in the "capsule" just now, the "ten prohibitions" were pasted in black and white on a corner of the inner wall of the capsule.

He memorized it clearly, but he still pretended to be stuttering.

Soon, the "manager" became impatient: "...If you leave the team, you have to wait at the same place and be accepted by other 'managers'....How does your 'manager' evaluate you? "

The man lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to the eye. Seeing that he was so useless, the "manager" lost the interest in teaching him a lesson. He waved his hand and repeated: "Take out your personal belongings. Follow my team."

The man turned his head and looked at the three metal cabinets.

There is no code or name tag on the cabinet.

He was holding the key with the inferior photo sticker, and his palm was slightly sweating.

The "manager" waited for a while, noticed something strange, frowned and asked, "Did you forget which cabinet your belongings are in?"

The man took a deep breath, squatted down, and inserted the key into the lock of a certain cabinet.

Men have the lowest ability level, they should be often bullied in the team, and they should use the most difficult to use cabinet.

The bottom cabinet opened with the sound of the key.

He bent down with difficulty, and took out a bracelet with a sensor from the cabinet: this is what he needs to brush when he goes to the cafeteria to eat.

He took out another pair of light cloth shoes and put them on hastily.

Finally, he took out a tattered comic book.

This is a comic book about superheroes, with the edges turned up.

——This is all the property of the man in the master control center.

There was a disdainful sneer from the "manager" behind him, but the man didn't forget his weak personality, and didn't dare to say anything more. He put his hands on his only property to his chest, and followed the team all the way forward go.

The corridor was extremely long, and the leading "manager" seemed to be showing off, and raised his voice: "Boys, recite the 'Ten Prohibition' for our 'new team member' and help him review it."

The team members who followed behind him stared numbly and recited in unison: "First, you must not have abnormal contact with other center personnel in any form, and you must not kill yourself in any form."

They had straight voices, no emotion, looked straight ahead, and walked in unison.

Those rules and regulations seem to have been burned into their retinas with a branding iron.

"Article [-], do not enter areas clearly marked 'no entry', and only allow activities in fixed areas."

"Article [-]..."

"Article [-], except for the distribution of materials, the personnel of the center are not allowed to carry personal items exceeding one kilogram."

"Article [-], you must not disclose any secrets related to the center to anyone."

"..."

Amidst the mechanical recitation, the man followed the team like a sheep, walking forward with his head depressed.

The goal is all white.

After being highly technological and institutionalized, this kind of excessive cleanliness gives people a feeling of depression that goes deep into the bone marrow.

The hut he walked out of was like a small hexagonal nest among countless beehives. The other worker bees were orderly, shuttling back and forth, exhausting their lives, and supporting a fat queen bee that they might never see in their lifetime.

The "manager" led the team to the accommodation area.

It is said to be an accommodation area, and everyone has an independent room, but each room is only a square of ten square meters. The door is a bed, and there is a toilet in the corner.

Everyone thinks this place is no different from a prison.

But at least here, everyone is the same.

They don't have to worry about being discriminated against here, and the inner order and peace can be maintained, but they often ignore that the existence of the master control center is discrimination itself.

The "manager" turned around and was about to ask which dormitory area the two people who joined halfway were in so that they could take them there for a business trip, but there was only one strange face left in the team.

He wondered: "Where is that person?! Where did he go!!"

……

The man was sitting by a computer in the main control room, his fingers flying like flying fingers, the head of a comatose staff member was under his feet, and his personal belongings were placed by his hand.

He clicked on the folders in the computer one by one, without deliberately memorizing them, he just glanced at them and read them.

At present, he already has a general idea of ​​the purpose of the "Catfish" project from the computer.

Behind the man, the warning light representing "an accident in the master control center" has been beeping for a long time, but the man doesn't take it seriously. Even after completing the task, he has no intention of escaping. He picked up the comic book next to him.

On the title page, the words "Lu Xiaomei" were written in crooked children's round characters.

It seems that this is the real master of the manga and the man's daughter.

The man picked up the key in his hand, and once again looked at the little girl standing beside the man on the inferior key chain, showing her small white teeth with a smile.

This is a comic that tells the story of a superhero, but the name of the hero has been replaced by the word "Lu Qingshu" by this little girl on her own initiative.

The man's name is Lu Qingshu, a name that sounds upright.

A person who only has a C-level ability, is embarrassed in front of the enemy, kneels down and cries, "Forgive me", "Forgive me", but in this comic, he is invincible.

In the eyes of most children in the world, the father is their first hero.

The man carefully flipped through the manga until his neck went numb, and a high concentration of anesthetic was pushed into his body through the syringe on the side of the collar.

...It seems that the master control center has found out the identity of "Lu Qingshu".

The moment the anesthetic was injected, the door behind him was broken open, and a dozen people with poison came in one after another.

The man's body went limp like mud.

The captain of the guard confirmed that he had fallen into a deep sleep, and as soon as he waved his hand, the others immediately surrounded him.

The captain stood beside him, rolled his eyelids, and his expression froze.

The "manager" who took him away came in a hurry, pushed aside the crowd, saw the fainted man, was furious, went up and kicked his body off the chair: "Damn it! Kill me, huh? If you want to kill me, I will kill you first—"

The captain held out his hand to stop him in silence.

The "manager" was furious, but he managed to hold back his anger: "What happened to him?"

"He..." the captain said, "Still in dormancy mode."

The "manager" couldn't understand for a while: "What does this mean?"

The captain's face became more and more ugly: "He has returned to that world."

"Manager": "How is this possible? How did he go back without wearing a helmet and connecting devices?!"

Just as the captain was about to speak, the man lying on the ground suddenly made a sharp and strange noise from his throat, snoring, as if his throat had a hole in it.

After a while, he tilted his head to the side, and died out of breath.

The captain and the "principal" looked at each other, and an extremely terrifying conjecture emerged in their minds.

...Is the person who came back just now Lu Qingshu?

Or... someone else in that world?

Could it be that some supernatural person snatched Lu Qingshu's body, arrived in the real world, spied on the information he wanted, and then killed him?

However, what happened, probably only the dead and the perpetrators know.

The "manager" was stunned for a moment, took the communicator, and issued a notice in a hasty tone: "Check the landing place chosen by Lu Qingshu's three-person team, find out the supernatural beings that appear or have appeared in this area, and send Three 'catfish' teams, go to clear up!"

"It has been found!" The person at the other end commanded, and asked his subordinates to move the unconscious female "principal" out of the "capsule", stretched out his hand to measure the signs of life of the other two, with thick eyebrows frowned, and replied, "This team chose the D20 area. Now in this area, there are still signs of activities of supernatural beings!"

"Who?"

"Wei Shiliu, the odds of a B-level ability are not low, and it may not be convenient to start with..."

The "manager" stopped and said viciously: "No matter what method you use, kill him. Use him as 'fertilizer'!"

……

"Bai Anyi" was able to reappear because of a mirror in Chi Xiaochi's warehouse.

About an hour and 10 minutes ago, after deliberation, they decided to send "Bai Anyi" out to carry out spying missions.

There is no other reason. "Bai Anyi" has a special physique. In case of an emergency, he can return at any time.

"Bai Anyi" looked around, the three of them were actually in an oasis in the desert.

He didn't see the "observer", so he asked, "Where's Lu Qingshu?"

Chi Xiaochi: "Who?"

"Bai Anyi": "That 'observer'."

Chi Xiaochi's expression darkened.

Lou Ying answered for him: "He died, just now. It was suicide."

"Bai Anyi" frowned.

He remembered very clearly that when Lu Qingshu was first arrested, he burst into tears, shouting that he didn't want to die, and begging them to spare him.

Would such a person choose to commit suicide?

"After you left, he calmed down a lot. He said that he has a daughter." Chi Xiaochi lowered his eyelids, "He can't go back. If he dies, he died in the line of duty, and the center will pay him a pension. He can also live better; if he is not dead, once he returns, he will be labeled a traitor and thrown into prison."

"He said that he wanted to die for a long time. Only when he was sleeping at night, he flipped through his cartoons and thought about his daughter's face, did he survive."

"He was quite chatty and talked a lot about his daughter."

"The last words he said before he died were, I'm sorry, I don't want to kill you at all. I kill you just because I want to live."

After Lu Qingshu died, Chi Xiaochi used another teleportation card to transfer them to a new place.

"My brother just studied the collar." Chi Xiaochi said, "He said that although there is no way to block other functions of the collar, he can at least block the injection of anesthetics and deadly poisons. Even if they find out that we did it..."

"Even if they find out, they won't easily inject poison to kill people." "Bai Anyi" continued, "It's just a threat. For them, supernatural beings are useful fertilizer."

Chi Xiaochi pondered: "...Fertilizer?"

He paused and continued: "...Supernatural beings can evolve. Evolution can be through training, or through their own natural evolution. ... But both methods are too slow, and the most convenient way is to kill Kill another superhuman."