Don't Pick Up Boyfriends From The Trash - Chap 218
As the large indoor blue light traveled to his face, the man lying in the transparent “capsule” opened his eyes.
He looked at the face reflected on the inner wall of the “capsule”, which indeed belonged to the “observer” just now, but was slightly different from his “game” size: he was extremely thin, with a body shape like a He was extremely thin, and his body was like a lonely 2B pencil.
His whole face is sagging, eyes, mouth, lines, all pointed and thin downward.
Obviously young, but the person seems to be the weight of the head of the pressure to change the shape.
The room is closed, except for three “capsules” placed side by side and a door.
The man did not rush to get up, after adapting to the sudden change of scenery around, and turn the eyes around to observe some, before pressing a switch in the right hand side.
After the switch button scanned his index fingerprint, the verification was successful and slowly opened, the man took off his helmet, straightened his hair and lifted his legs out of the cabin.
He went to the door and could not find a place to 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 person guarding the door is a woman, wearing an identical restraint collar around her neck, but wearing a silver isolation suit, her identity is different from that of a man.
An ashtray was placed on the small table beside her, which was filled with cigarette butts.
The woman asked, “Why are you the only one out? Where is everyone of them?”
The man’s calmness softened and dissolved in the moment of opening the door, turning into invisible.
He rubbed his nose and grinned a little embarrassed.
The woman got it: “…… got thrown out again?”
The man clutched his helmet, his voice timid: “I’m too much of a nuisance.”
The woman handed over a glass of salt water: “replenish electrolytes, drink it and go back in. If you’re found to be AWOL, you’ll have to go into the shock room.”
The man said thanks, took the glass of water, a small sip, even the eyelids do not dare to raise more, looks like a good pug.
“The last time I let you try the approach ……” the woman glanced at the man, wanting to say something, “Forget it, at a glance you did not try.”
The man showed weakness: “I wouldn’t dare.”
The woman squinted at him, lit a lady’s cigarette, held it between her fingers, and gave a laugh: “If you don’t dare, you’ll be a C-grade for the rest of your life.”
As soon as the woman’s words fell, the side of her neck was a fierce numbness.
Before she lost consciousness, the mint-scented cigarette curling out of her hand was gently picked up and held in her mouth: “Thank you for your kind words. Get some rest.”
The man took a skilled puff of smoke, then used his tongue to poke the filter to the side, one-handed the woman like a book between the right arm and body, dragged her from the empty corridor straight into the room, hidden the door, quickly checked her whole body, found three keys, and finally stuffed the unconscious person into the can-like “capsule” cabin. The unconscious person was finally stuffed into a canned “capsule”.
He did not guess wrong, this woman, is the “jailer”.
If we take a more accurate expression, she is the “manager” of the general control center, responsible for managing the situation of the three players under her, controlling the keys to their rooms, checking their personal belongings from time to time without notice, and taking direct responsibility for their various actions.
The corridor outside the door, from top to bottom, stacked with three two-foot-wide, one-foot-high tin cabinets.
This holds the personal belongings of three team members.
Before entering the “capsule”, they must remove all their belongings and deposit them in it.
Three keys, belonging to three different tin cabinets, also belong to three different people.
One is a bare, unadorned key ring, and the other is a key with a dolphin charm with a small lipstick for ladies on it.
And on the third key, hung a large head sticker gummed up key chain that had been blurred.
Large head stickers decorated with cheap strawberry patterns, the man and a little girl with eyebrows very similar to his face the camera, smiling in unison.
This large head post should be able to pull into the “bad photo” category.
The girl’s face was somewhat overexposed, and 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 were full and he did not have a collar around his neck representing obedience.
The man took this key, carefully touched the pattern on the top, and pushed the hidden door back open.
Only half a minute’s delay, the corridor that was empty has been a small team of five people coming towards the place where the men were.
Holding the keys, the man smoothly extinguished his cigarette in the ashtray and bowed, intending to send the small group away.
Unexpectedly, when the squad came to him, the leader waved his hand and the team stopped in front of him.
The person in the lead wore the same silver isolation suit as the woman just now: “Where’s your ‘mastermind’ and your teammates?”
The “mastermind”, the woman who is in charge of watching over them.
The man swept his eyes over the five-man squad, and with his mind turning, he already had an answer, “They went first.”
“Damn bad luck, picking up two slow hands in one breath.” As expected, the man at the head of the line did not have doubts and said impatiently, “Hurry up with your personal belongings and follow the line.”
The man frowned slightly.
…… He came out too quickly and hadn’t had time to try out which cabinet the key he was holding belonged to.
Seeing his lack of response, the “manager” gave him a push: “What are you doing? What is the third rule of the “ten prohibitions” of the central rules? Memorize.”
The man obediently said, “Center staff are not allowed to conduct any kind of private actions without the guidance of the ‘principal’. If so, there are ……”
Just now lying in the “capsule”, the “ten prohibitions” in black and white on the inside corner of the capsule.
He remembered it well by heart, but still pretended to stumble.
Soon, the “master manager” became impatient: “…… If you leave the team, you need to wait in place and be received by other ‘master managers’. …… How did your ‘manager’ assess you?”
The man lowered his eyebrows, and seeing him in such a pussy, the “manager” also lost his interest in lecturing him, waved his hand and repeated: “Take out your personal belongings. Follow my team.”
The man turned his head and looked at the three tin cabinets.
There is no code on the cabinet and no name tag.
He held the key with the poor quality head sticker, his palm slightly perspiring.
The “manager” waited for a moment, saw something strange, frowned and asked: “Did you forget which locker you put your belongings in?”
The man sank a deep breath, squatted down and used the key to insert – into the locking eye of some cabinet.
Men with the lowest level of psychic ability, in the squad should be often bullied, with, should also be the worst use of the cabinet.
The bottom cabinet, with the twist of the key, opened with a sound.
He bent down laboriously and took out a bracelet with a sensor from inside the cupboard: this was to be swiped when he went to the canteen to get his meal.
He took out another pair of light cloth shoes and hastily put them on.
Finally, he pulled out a tattered comic book.
This is a comic about a superhero, the edges are turned up to the hair.
–This is all the man has in the total control center.
Behind him came the disdainful snicker of the “manager”, and the man did not forget his weak personality, and did not dare to say anything more, hands to protect his only possessions to his chest, followed the team, all the way forward.
The corridor was extraordinarily long, and the lead “manager”, seemingly to show off, raised his voice and said, “Boys, recite the ‘Ten Rules of Prohibition’ to our ‘new team member’. ‘ and help him review it.”
Those following behind him numbed their eyes and recited in unison, “Article 1, no abnormal contact with other center personnel, in any form, or killing or injuring themselves in any form.”
Their voices were straight, emotionless, looking straight ahead and marching in unison.
The rules and regulations seem to have been etched on their retinas with a soldering iron.
“Second, you may not enter areas clearly marked ‘No Entry’ and are only allowed to move around in fixed areas.”
“Article 3 ……”
“Article 4, Center personnel shall not carry more than one kilogram of personal belongings, except for allotted supplies.”
“Number five, no secrets related to the center shall be divulged to anyone.”
“……”
In the mechanical recitation, the men sheepishly followed the procession, muffling their heads and moving forward.
As far as the eye can see is a snow white.
After a high degree of technology and institutionalization, this excessive cleanliness instead gives a deep and depressing feeling.
He came out of the hut, like one of the countless hives of a small hexagonal nest, the other worker bees in order, shuttle to and fro, exhausted life, to provide for a certain fat queen bee, perhaps never seen in a lifetime.
The “mastermind” led the group to the accommodation area.
Said accommodation area, and each person has a separate room, but each room is only a square ten square meters, the door is the bed, and a toilet in the corner.
Everyone feels that this place is no different from a prison cell.
But at least here, everyone is the same.
They don’t have to worry about being discriminated against here, and their inner order and peace can be maintained, but they tend to overlook that the very existence of the General Control Center is the discrimination itself.
The “manager” turned around and was about to ask the two people who had joined halfway through which dormitory area they were in so that they could bring them over, when he saw that there was only one unfamiliar face left in the group.
He said in amazement, “Where is that man?! Where did it go!!!”
……
The man is sitting at a computer in the main control room with his fingers flying, the head of an unconscious staff member at his feet and personal items belonging to the man at his hand.
He clicked on the folders in the computer one by one, not deliberately to remember, just skimmed through and read once.
At present, he already knows the purpose of the “catfish” program from the computer.
The warning light behind the man, which represents “an accident in the main control center,” has been “dripping” for a long time, but the man did not think, even after completing the task, did not have any intention to escape, but picked up the comic book in his hand.
On the title page, the words “Lu Xiaomei” are written in crooked children’s round font.
It seems that this is the real owner of the comic, and the daughter of the man.
The man picked up the keys in his hand and once again examined the poor quality key chain on the little girl who was standing next to the man with a smile that showed a mouthful of small white teeth.
This is a comic about a superhero story, but the hero’s name, all by the young girl took the initiative to replace the ” Qingshu Lu ” three words.
The man’s name is Qingshu Lu, a name that sounds heavenly.
A person with only C-level psychic powers, who is in a mess in front of his enemies, crying on his knees ‘spare me’, ‘spare me’, is invincible in this comic.
In the minds of most children in the world, their father is the first hero in their minds.
The man turned over the comic carefully until a numbness in his neck and a highly concentrated anesthetic-agent was pushed into his body through a syringe- syringe on the side of the collar.
…… It seems that the General Control Center has already found out the identity of ” Qingshu Lu”.
The moment the anesthetic was injected, the door behind them was broken open and a dozen or so people with □s entered in a fishtail.
The man’s body went limp like mud.
The captain of the escort confirmed that he had fallen into a deep sleep, and with a wave of his hand, the others immediately gathered around him.
The captain stood next to him, rolled his eyes, and stared.
The “manager” who took him away came in a hurry, pushed through the crowd, saw the fainting man, was furious, went up and kicked his body off the chair: “Fuck! You want to kill me, huh? Want to kill me, I’ll kill you first-”
The captain reached out in silence and stopped him for a moment.
The “manager” was furious, but barely managed to hold back his anger: “What’s wrong with him?”
“He ……,” the captain said, “is still in false sleep mode.”
The “manager” didn’t get it: “What does that mean?”
The captain’s face grew hard: “He’s back in that world.”
“Mastermind”: “How is this possible? How did he get back without a helmet, without a connected device?!”
The captain just wanted to speak, the man lying on the ground, his throat suddenly issued a sharp, strange sound, grunting, like a hole in the throat.
After a while, his head lolled to the side and he died of breath.
The captain and the “manager” look at each other, an extremely gruesome guess came to their minds.
…… the person who just came back, is it Qingshu Lu?
Or is it something else in that world ……?
Could it be that some shifter snatched Qingshu Lu’s body, arrived in the real world, spied on the information he wanted and then killed him?
However, what really happened, probably only the dead and the originator know.
The “Master” froze for a moment, took the communicator and sent out an urgent announcement: “Check the landing site chosen by Qingshu Lu’s three-man team, find out which psychics appear or have appeared in the area, and send three ‘catfish’ teams to clear it out! Send three ‘catfish’ teams to clear the area!”
“I’ve got it!” The man on the other end directed his men to move the unconscious female “manager” out of the “capsule”, reached out and measured the vital signs of the other two, frowned intensely, and said back, “This team chose the D20 area. There are still signs of alien activity in this area!”
“Who?”
“Wei XVI, the B-level psychic ability, the odds are not low, may not be very convenient to start ……”
The “master” stood still and said viciously, “Kill him by whatever means. Use him as ‘fertilizer’!”
……
” Anyi Bai” was able to reappear thanks to a mirror in Xiaochi Chi’s warehouse.
About an hour and ten minutes ago, after deliberation, they decided to send ” Anyi Bai ” out on a sting mission.
For no other reason than that ” Anyi Bai” has a special physique and he can return at any time in the event of an emergency.
” Anyi Bai” looked around, the three were actually in the middle of a desert oasis.
He didn’t see the “observer” and asked, “Where is Qingshu Lu?”
Xiaochi Chi : “Who?”
” Anyi Bai: “That ‘observer’.”
Xiaochi Chi looked gloomy.
Ying Lou answered for him, “He died, just now. It was suicide.”
” Anyi Bai” with a frown.
He remembers very clearly that when Qingshu Lu was first arrested, he was in tears, screaming 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 quite a bit. He had a daughter, he said.” Xiaochi Chi lowered his eyelids, “He can’t go back. If he dies, he died in the line of duty, the center will give him a pension, and his daughter will live a little better; if he doesn’t die, once he goes back, he will immediately be branded as a traitor and thrown into prison.”
“He said he wanted to die for a long time. Only at night when he went to bed and flipped through his comics and thought about his daughter’s face did he hold on.”
“He was quite nagging, talking a lot about his daughter.”
“The last thing he said before he died was, I’m sorry, I didn’t actually want to kill you guys at all. I only killed you guys because I wanted to live.”
After Qingshu Lu’s death, Xiaochi Chi uses another instant movement card to move them to a new location.
“My brother has just studied the collar.” Xiaochi Chi said. Xiaochi Chi said, “He said that although there was no way to block the collar’s other functions, he was at least able to intercept the injection of anesthetic- and lethal poison-drugs. Even if they find out we did it ……”
“Even if they find out, they won’t easily inject poison to kill people.” ” Anyi Bai” picked up, “It’s just a threatening tactic. To them, the alien is a useful fertilizer.”
Xiaochi Chi pondered, “…… fertilizer?”
He paused and continued: “…… Alter Ego can evolve. Evolution, either through training, or through their own natural evolution. …… But both of these ways are too slow, and the most convenient way is to kill another shifter.”
