Night’s Nomenclature Chapter 107: Middle-aged and young

In the dark night in the wilderness, strangers coming to the camp always feel a little strange.

Almost everyone around the campfire looked at the middle-aged man and the young man from a distance as if they were nothing.

I saw the young man throwing the hiking bag heavily on the ground, and there was a thud, and everyone could hear how heavy the hiking bag was.

The middle-aged man had no intention of helping at all. Instead, he simply found a stone and sat down, waiting for the boy to light a fire to cook.

The girl always felt that this boy was not at all the kid from a rich family that her brother said, but more like a middle-aged man's slave.

When the old man Qin Cheng saw this scene, he said: "That boy is not a kid from a rich family. I can tell as soon as I hear the voice. The mountaineering bag must weigh at least 50 kilograms, and the nearest city to us must be more than 100 kilometers away. The nearest federal forward base is more than 40 kilometers away. Carrying 50 kilograms of stuff for more than 40 kilometers, which rich kid in District 3 can endure such hardship?"

At this time, the young man had skillfully taken out a folding ponytail from his bag.

The middle-aged man sat safely on the mat, and the young man took out a reader from his bag and handed it to him.

Beside the campfire, young man Qin Tong suddenly hesitated: "It really doesn't look like a kid from a rich family."

While talking, the young man took out a silver thermos cup from his hiking bag, then skillfully made a cup of tea with the cup lid and handed it to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction and continued to look at the reader in his hand, as if he was not listening to what was happening outside the window and only wanted to read the news.

At this moment, the young man just breathed a sigh of relief...

He sat on the big rock and panted for just a few seconds. Then he took the hand ax from his hiking bag, picked out the thinnest tree trunk not far away, chopped it off, and picked up some dry branches and piled them together.

He even neatly set up a tripod on the firewood pile with branches and hung a small pot for cooking.

"The camping technique is very skillful," Qin Tong said by the campfire: "But it's strange. This young man's skin is also very fair. He should be someone who rarely comes to the wilderness."

Compared with the fair skin of the middle-aged and young people over there, Qin Tong and Qin Cheng have dark complexions. It seems that they have lived in an environment exposed to wind and sun all year round.

The strong ultraviolet rays peeled off layer after layer of their skin, leaving behind tough but rough skin.

It is precisely because of this that the young man showed a unique temperament as soon as he appeared.

The other party has a whiteness and delicacy rarely seen in the wilderness.

The girl sat by the campfire and watched silently, her eyes seemed to be sucked.

The boy took out a small black box from his hiking bag, and then took out 6 black needles from it.

While they were talking, the young man set up a log and used the back of an ax to drive the six black needles into the top of the log one by one until all the black needles were submerged in the wood.

Soon, the black needles began to heat up, and thin white smoke drifted from the firewood.

Qin Tong looked at the old man: "Dad, it's Qing's nanotechnology."

Qin Cheng nodded: "I've seen that thing before."

Anyone who has experienced wilderness survival knows that firewood is difficult to ignite.

Sometimes after working for an hour, the firewood may be about to burn out sparks. After the sparks come out, the person who lit the fire has to keep blowing on the side. In the end, the smoke will blind the eyes and the face will be smoked. black.

The six black needles absorbed the force of the boy when he pounded them into the wood, and continued to heat up the core of the firewood, igniting a firewood in just 10 minutes.

Qin Tong said: "The last time I went to look at outdoor products in City No. 18, I saw this Qing's nano product, which seems to be called Thor. I asked about it at the time, and the price was very expensive. 6 pieces is not enough. A small needle can replace my mechanical limbs."

But at this moment, Qin Tong understood that what he thought was very expensive was actually nothing in the eyes of others.

Old Han Qin Cheng opened the cigarette the young man gave him just now, took one out, put it under his nose, smelled it, and then stuffed the cigarette back into his mouth.

This pack of cigarettes can sometimes be exchanged for many good things in the wilderness, such as rough maps, beast furs, and life-saving herbs.

You can even find someone to exchange the characteristics of some strange animals in the forbidden land.

The wilderness is no different from the city. There are many unknown dangers here.

It’s hard to spend money here, you have to use hard currency.

The girl by the campfire silently watched the young man busy. The middle-aged man had no intention of helping at all. He was like a pampered big boss.

The boy poured water and white rice into the small pot and cooked the porridge.

Not only that, he also added raisins and red dates to the white porridge, which looked extremely delicate.

But the boy himself did not drink the porridge, but sat silently and ate a boring synthetic protein bar.

This kind of protein bar is generally only eaten by people who make a living in the wilderness. One bar can cover a day's nutritional intake. The boy ate four bars in a row.

After the porridge was cooked, the young man carefully brought it to the middle-aged man...

The girl was a little angry: "Then the middle-aged man has no hands or feet himself~IndoMTL.com~Why do you let others take care of you?"

At this time, the girl by the campfire suddenly discovered that the boy took off his hiking boots directly after sitting on the ground, and the white socks inside were stained red with blood.

The boy slowly took off his socks, and the blood on his feet seemed to be covered with wounds and blisters.

The boy wiped the wound clean with alcohol and cotton swabs, and applied ointment to himself.

During this process, the other party said nothing but frowned even though he was in pain.

Moreover, the other person's expression was just as usual, and his walking posture was not strange at all, as if the wound on his foot did not exist.

The girl felt a little distressed when she thought of the other person holding back the pain and serving the middle-aged man.

The girl suddenly said: "How about I go help him, Dad, you see, his feet are broken when he walks, and he still has to do heavy work."

Qin Cheng frowned and said in a solemn tone: "He is a servant, this is what he should do. Just stay here for me. If you really like the servants, you will be in trouble. They are Do people without freedom understand?"

The girl felt a little aggrieved, but said nothing.

Just watching from a distance.

At this time, the boy was sitting on the ground, continuing to treat the wound on his foot.

Although the collar of the jacket covered most of the other person's face, the girl inexplicably felt that the other person's profile was very beautiful.

"Dad, do you think he is a servant?" the girl asked.

"Well," Old Han Qin Cheng nodded: "You have also seen this kind of people in the city. They sold their lives to big shots and can't escape the fate of being bound for the rest of their lives."

The word servant is not unfamiliar to this world, and is almost equivalent to slave.