Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 1393: The edge of exile

Lin Sanjiu really didn’t know how she survived the past two days. Since the start of the "Recuperate Farmland" project for three days, every day has been exactly the same: she opened her eyes at 4:50 in the morning, and lay there for a while in weakness, hunger, and dizziness before she could gather enough strength to get up and eat. Next food ball.

At five o'clock, the four farmers had already started plowing the fields. They worked all the way until ten o'clock in the morning before replenishing the food balls, taking a nap, and letting Lu Hua use this time to repair the farm tools. In this way, they divided the day's work into three sections, working continuously for five hours before taking an hour's rest. Lin Sanjiu always felt that the short rest not only failed to restore her energy, but made the following work seem longer and more difficult. ——Not to mention that she would work an extra hour at night in order to allow Libao to rest a little longer.

After finishing a day's work at nine o'clock in the evening, she was often so tired that her brain was confused. Once she even thought Han Suiping was still alive - until she saw the body covered with a blanket in the corner, she realized Suddenly he woke up.

Compared with farmers, the lives of workers and tax collectors are much better. Workers still have several hours of working time every day, but the tax collector only needs to make one trip a day, and the round trip takes less than an hour. Except for Host's occasional murmur, "If I had known I would have chosen the tax collector," almost only Lu Hua and Jiansheng's vague whispers were left in the room - after all, for farmers, Speaking, even the effort to open your mouth to speak is a burden.

The biggest comfort is the increasing number of food **** around Sibaan. They were all wrapped in paper bags and stacked neatly on the ground; whenever Lin Sanjiu felt that she was about to lose her strength, she would glance at them - the more food **** she had, the closer she would be to the gift package plan. The end is closer. No matter what the real purpose of the gift package is, at least by then, the hard days will be over.

On the morning of the fifth day after entering the "Recreational Farmland" plan, Lu Hua suddenly raised his voice and called Si Ba'an in the distance of the room.

"You only eat three **** a day, surely it's not enough?" She sat side by side with Jian Sheng by the farmland, far away from Han Suiping. "We only eat four pills a day, but we can't stand it... You have the heaviest responsibility, should you take more pills?"

Why does he have the heaviest responsibility? This thought flashed through Lin Sanjiu's mind - but she was too tired, and the farm work in front of her occupied most of her mind, so she didn't think much about it at all. The heaviest is the heaviest.

Ji Shanqing, who was not far away, stopped her hand, and then she also turned around.

Sibaan was leaning against the wall, as if he hadn't moved for a long time. Even if she couldn't see his face clearly, Lin Sanjiu could feel that he had lost a lot of energy and strength. It seemed like this was the first time she had seen Sibaan look so pale and fragile since the two met.

Hearing Lu Hua's question, he paused for several seconds before finally opening his mouth.

"No... no need." His voice, which was originally filled with smoke, now became deeper and hoarse, as if it would disintegrate into light sand and be swept away by the wind when touched.

"But with only three, it will be difficult to even speak, right?" Jian Sheng asked.

Sibaan seemed to want to shake his head, but in the end he remained motionless. "I have no problem...don't think about me." He obviously had difficulty speaking, but at least he could still open his mouth and said with lowered eyes, "We'll last another two or three days, that's about it."

The two nodded and looked at each other.

"Then...if it's no problem," Lu Hua seemed to find it difficult to open her mouth for what she was going to say next. She held on to the corner of her clothes and hesitated for a long time before saying, "Would you mind responding to the words on the wall? ”

What words?

Lin Sanjiu was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered that she had been plowing the fields with her head down for a long time, and had not looked up for an unknown amount of time. It seemed that it was not just her. When she looked up at the gift bag, she took a deep breath. It was obviously the first time she saw the writing on the wall.

In the anonymous concern area that had been silent for several days, a new concern appeared at some point.

"How is it possible to live on only 3 food balls? He is not a vegetative state, so he can just lie there motionless... He still needs to work and talk. He can't do it without the fourth food ball. Are you here?"

Sbaan's movements when he turned around and raised his head seemed heavy and weak. He stared at the wall quietly for a while. All the people could see was his blond hair. He was worried for a while and no one spoke.

"What does this mean?" He finally spoke and laughed softly. "Does anyone suspect that I secretly ate the fourth ball?"

Lin Sanjiu immediately thought of Lu Hua who asked the question, but after thinking about it again, except for her and Ji Shanqing, the other two farmers seemed not to be very surprised when they saw this concern—— Could it be that they had seen it a long time ago? Or is this their intention?

"Under pressure and fatigue," Jian Sheng said as if to smooth things over, "it is inevitable that someone will overthink it. You might as well explain it to reassure that person."

"How to explain?" Lin Sanjiu has always had a peaceful personality, but in the past few days, she felt as if there was always a violent aura stabbing her like an awl, and she immediately asked: "His physical strength is better than others. How to explain this?"

Jian Sheng glanced at her and seemed a little irritated by her tone: "Why don't you work on farming if you have such energy? Are you still holding back if you don't solve the problem?"

"There is no need to argue." Ji Shanqing's face darkened and he counterattacked unceremoniously for his sister: "Do you think this is a problem? In the past, we kept a clear number of **** every day. It's clear, you can tell by just doing the math. If you think Siba'an took the food **** privately, just go over and count them."

Perhaps even he was shaken by this environment and lost his cool. He also added: "...you are the most leisurely person anyway."

Jian Sheng's face suddenly turned ugly, and his forehead turned red. "I don't distrust Siba'an, but some of us do think so. I want to solve the problem. What's the use of showing your loyalty to me? You should find that person and let him count."

"No need,"

Sibaan made a cold sound and told them all to shut up. After everyone calmed down, he slowly stood up leaning on the wall, bent down, and reached out to take a food ball off the pile. "Don't... look for that person. I'll spread out all the food **** and you can count them across the room."

...This is really an unnecessary waste of his energy. Lin Sanjiu looked at his slow and hesitant movements and was so anxious that she wished she could find the owner of that thought and yell at him.

Every time Sibaan put down a ball, Lu Huahua counted it. After all the food **** were counted, it turned out that the total number of food **** saved in the past few days was sixty-four.

"It's already been delayed for a long time," Lin Sanjiu said solemnly, "Since there is no problem, let's continue working quickly."

"Well, the numbers are correct," Jian Sheng said, nodding.

Ji Shanqing looked back at him and said nothing.

As long as the numbers are correct, there’s nothing else to say. Lin Sanjiu picked up the farm tools again impatiently. Seeing this, Nu Yue and Host also picked up the work they had left behind - the five words "the numbers are correct", even after the sound disappeared, it seemed that Still hovering over the room for a while.

"Sister," Ji Shanqing called her in a low voice, "can you say something to them? It's best if it can attract their attention..."

Lin Sanjiu frowned, thought for a moment, and asked, "Why? What's wrong?"

He sighed. "Forget it, it's useless to attract temporary attention. What's supposed to come will come sooner or later..."

"What should come?" She became more and more confused.

"Theoretically speaking, if Siba'an wants to get greedy for the food ball, there is another way." Coincidentally, just as Ji Shanqing started talking, someone suddenly shouted "Look!" - Lin Sanjiu followed everyone's gaze and turned around, finding that the thoughts in the anonymous worry area had changed.

"Although the numbers are correct, if he pinches off a little bit from each pill and eats it, we can't find it just by counting, right?"

After seeing this thought, Sibaan raised his eyes, his eyes dark green and cold. "It's not over?"

Everyone couldn't help but flinch.

"Actually, we all believe in your innocence," Nuyue didn't speak for a long time, and her voice became hoarse. "You don't have to worry about what villain is hiding his thoughts that he dare not say."

Everyone looked at each other. No one objected for a moment.

Just when the atmosphere was neither awkward nor awkward, the text on the wall changed again - this time it was not a message in the anonymous worry area; instead, there was an additional line of words next to the date and time, which read "Attention, this time If anyone in the room shows signs of dereliction of duty or taking advantage of their position for personal gain, they will be punished by seizing their position."

Lin Sanjiu grabbed the hand holding the gift bag next to her to stop the dizziness in her mind.

What does this mean? This was obviously directed at Sibaan. Taking away a farmer's job is not considered a "punishment".

Everyone looked at each other for a while. I don’t know who started the conversation first, and the buzzing whispers started intermittently.

"There are even reminders on the wall of the room..." Lu Hua sighed. "Perhaps you are asking us to find out about this matter?"

"If he is deprived of his position, then who will be the inspector?" Host asked, looking at Jim. "Should we follow the method of promotion to fill the position...or find someone else?"

Siba sat on the ground~IndoMTL.com~ motionless and looked at the buzzing people.

"I also think that three **** a day is impossible, but after all, Sba'an is different from us." Nuyue said half defensively, "I don't know why such words appear on the wall..."

"People who are deprived of their positions will become idlers without a career. Their careers cannot be changed; those who are willing to make greater sacrifices and take on more responsibilities can register as candidates and be voted by all people with positions. Decide whether to take office." The words on the wall changed again, as if in response to them.

"Obviously, we have to find out the weight of the food ball now." Jian Sheng lowered his head and coughed: "Actually, I have a way...if the food ball is pinched a little, its weight will be It’s wrong. You may not be able to tell, but you can detect it with my tax collector’s tool.”

He didn't dare to look in Siba'an's direction, and only glanced at everyone with his eyes.

"How about it," Jian Sheng's voice trembled slightly, "If everyone agrees... I'll go over and take a test?"