Don’t Pick Up Boyfriends From the Trash Bin

When a large indoor blue light swims to his face, the man lying in a transparent "capsule" opens his eyes.

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

His entire face was drooping, and his eyes, corners of his mouth, and lines of law were all pointed down.

The Ming Dynasty is very young, but people seem to be deformed by the weight of their heads.

The room was closed, with nothing but three "capsules" and a door placed side by side.

The man was not in a hurry to get up. After adapting to the sudden changes in the surroundings, he turned his eyes and looked around, and then pressed a switch on the right hand side.

After scanning the fingerprint of his index finger with the switch button, the verification was successful and slowly turned on. The man took off his helmet, straightened his hair, and lifted his leg out of the cabin.

He went to the door and couldn't find a place where he could open it from the inside. He simply raised his hand and knocked.

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

Behind the door was a woman, wearing the same restraint collar around her neck, but wearing a silver gown, which was different from a man at first sight.

On the small table beside her was an ashtray, which was full of cigarette butts.

The woman asked, "Why only you come out? What about them?"

The man's calmness softened and disappeared as soon as the door opened, and became invisible.

He rubbed his nose and grinned a little embarrassedly.

The woman knew: "... have been kicked out again?"

The man was holding his helmet and his voice was timid: "I think I'm in trouble."

The woman handed a glass of salt water: "Refill electrolytes, and then go in after drinking. If someone is found to be leaving your job, you have to go into the electric shock room."

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

"The way I tried last time ..." The woman glanced at the man and stopped talking. "Forget it, you didn't try it at the first sight."

The man showed weakness: "I dare not."

The woman squinted his eyes at him, lit a lady's cigarette, sandwiched it between her fingers, and laughed: "If you don't dare, you can be a C-Class for a lifetime."

The woman's voice fell flat, and her neck was numb.

Before she lost consciousness, she took the mint-scented cigarette lightly in her hand and took it lightly, and took it in her mouth: "Thank you for your kind words. Take a break."

The man expertly took a sip of cigarette, and immediately turned the filter to the side with his tongue. He single-handedly pinched the woman between his right arm and his body, dragging her from the empty corridor into the room. Covered the door, quickly inspected her whole body, found three keys, and finally stuffed the unconscious person into a canned "capsule" capsule.

He did not guess wrong, this woman is a "jailer".

If more accurate expression is adopted, her identity is the "leader" in the general control center, responsible for managing the status of the three team members, controlling the room keys of the team members, checking the team members' personal items from time to time without notice, and They are directly responsible for their various actions.

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

Inside are the personal belongings of the three players.

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

Three keys belong to three different metal cabinets and belong to three different people.

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

And on the third key, a vaguely glued keychain with a sticker on it was hung.

The sticker was decorated with a cheap strawberry pattern, and the man and a little girl with eyebrows very similar to him faced the camera and smiled.

This sticker should be able to pull into the category of "photographed out".

The girl's face was overexposed, and only half of her face and a cute little white tooth were visible.

At that time, men were not so thin now.

He has a full cheek and no obedience collar around his neck.

The man took the key, touched the pattern on his head, and pushed the coverless door back open.

It was only a half-minute delay, and there was already a five-member squad in the empty corridor, facing the man's place.

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

Unexpectedly, when the team approached him, the leader waved and the team stopped in front of him.

The person in charge is wearing the same silver isolation suit as the previous woman: "What about your‘ manager ’and your teammates?”

"Master" is the woman who is responsible for guarding them.

The man glanced at the five-member squad, and after turning his mind, he already had the answer: "They leave first."

"It's so **** unlucky, I picked up two slow hands and feet at a stretch." Sure enough, the leader didn't have any doubts, and said impatiently, "Bring your personal belongings quickly and follow the team."

The man frowned slightly.

... He came out too hastily, before he could try to find out which cabinet the key in his hand belonged to.

Seeing him not responding, the "leader" pushed him: "What are you doing? What is the third rule of the" ten bans "of the central rule? Back."

The man obediently said: "Central staff are not allowed to conduct any kind of private action without the guidance of the" master ". If there is, if ..."

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

He remembered well, but still pretended to be babbling.

Soon, the "leader" became impatient: "... If you leave the team, you have to wait in place and be accepted by other" leaders. "... How did your" leader "evaluate you? "

The man lowered his eyebrows and saw that he was so reckless that the "leader" did not learn his interest. He waved and repeated: "Remove your personal belongings. Follow my team."

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

There is no code on the cabinet and no name tag.

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

"Master" waited for a while, saw some abnormalities, frowned and asked: "Did you forget which cabinet you put your belongings in?"

The man sank in a deep breath, crouched down, and inserted the key into the keyhole of a cabinet.

Men have the lowest power levels. They should be often oppressed in the squad, and they should be the worst cabinets to use.

The bottom cabinet opened as the key was turned.

He bent down stiffly and took out a bracelet with a sensor from the cabinet: this was to be brushed when going to the cafeteria for a meal.

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

In the end, he came up with a tattered comic.

This is a comic about a superhero whose corners are turned upside down.

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

Behind him came the scornful laughter of the "owner", and the man did not forget his weak personality and did not dare to say anything. He held his current possession to his chest with his hands, followed the team, and moved forward Go on.

The corridor was extraordinarily long. The leading "manager" seemed to show off and exclaimed: "Ladies, give us our" new team members "a" ten ban "and help him review it."

The players who followed him numb their eyes and reclined in unison: "The first rule is that you must not make any abnormal contact with other center personnel in any form, and you must not kill yourself in any form."

Their voices were straight and emotionless, they looked straight ahead and walked in together.

Those rules and regulations seem to have been engraved on their retinas with a soldering iron.

"Second, you must not enter the area clearly marked as 'No Entry', and only allow activities in fixed areas."

"The third ..."

"Article 4: Except for the distribution of materials, center personnel must not carry more than one kilogram of personal belongings."

"Article 5. You must not disclose any secrets related to the center to anyone."

"..."

In the sound of mechanical recitation, the man followed the line like a sheep, sulking his head.

The goal is all white.

After a high degree of technology and institutionalization, this excessive cleanliness gives people a sense of depression that penetrates the bone marrow.

The cabin he walked out of was like one of the hexagonal nests among countless beehives. The other worker bees were in order, shuttled, exhausted their lives, and supported a plump queen bee that might not be seen in a lifetime.

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

It is an accommodation area, and each person has a separate room, but each room has only square square meters, the door is the bed, and a toilet is placed in the corner.

Everyone felt that it was no different from prison.

But at least here, everyone is the same.

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

The "leader" turned back and just wanted to ask the two dormitory members who were joining halfway in which dormitory area, so that they could take a trip, but saw that only a strange face remained in the team.

He was horrified: "Where is that man ?! Where did he go !!!"

...

The man sat next to a computer in the main control room, his fingers were flying, and he stepped on the head of a comatose staff member, while holding his personal belongings.

He opened the folders on the computer one by one, and did not deliberately remember them, just glanced and read them again.

At present, he has roughly understood the purpose of the "catfish" project from the computer.

Behind the man, the warning light representing "there was an accident in the general control center" has been screaming for a long time, but the man didn't care, even after completing the task, he did not have any intention to escape, but he took it by hand. He raised a comic book next to his hand.

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

It seems that this is the real owner of the comic and the daughter of a man.

The man took the key in his hand and looked again at the poor girl who was standing next to the man on the inferior key chain, and showed a little white tooth with a smile.

This is a comic that tells the story of a superhero. However, the hero's name was replaced by the character "Lu Qingshu".

The man's name was Lu Qingshu, a name that sounded invincible.

A man with only C-level abilities, embarrassed in front of the enemy, and crying on his knees, ‘forgive me’, ’forgive me, but in this comic, he is invincible.

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

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

... It seems that the General Control Center has found the identity of "Lu Qingshu".

The moment the anesthetic was injected, the door behind it was opened, and more than a dozen mermaids carrying poison came in.

The man's body collapsed like mud.

The captain of the guard confirmed that he had fallen asleep, and waved his hands, and the others immediately surrounded him.

The captain stood next to him, rolled his eyes, his expression was frozen.

The "leader" who had taken him away hurriedly, turned away from the crowd, saw the fainted man, was angry, and kicked his body off the chair with one kick: "Fuck! Kill Lao Tzu, ah? I want to kill Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will kill you first-- "

The captain reached out and stopped him in silence.

The "leader" burned in anger, but still managed to hold back the anger: "What is going on with him?"

"He ..." the captain said, "still in sleep mode."

The "leader" did not understand for a moment: "What does this mean?"

The captain's face grew ugly: "He is back in that world."

"Master": "How is this possible? How did he go back without a helmet and no equipment connected ?!"

The captain had just wanted to talk, and the man lying on the floor suddenly made a sharp, strange noise in his throat, purring, like a hole in his throat.

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

The captain stared at each other, and a terrible conjecture came to their minds.

... is the person who just returned is Lu Qingshu?

Or is there someone else in that world ...?

Could it be that a psionicist snatched Lu Qingshu's body, reached the real world, spied on the information he wanted, and then killed him?

However, what happened is probably only known to the dead and the creators.

The "leader" stayed a moment, took the communicator, and quickly issued a notice: "Check the landing place selected by the three-member team where Lu Qingshu is located, find out the power actor who has appeared or appeared in the area, and send it out. Three squads of fish, go to Qingyu! "

"Already found!" The man at the other end instructed him to move his unconscious female "leader" out of the "capsule", reached out and measured the other two's signs of life, his eyebrows tightened, and he said, "This squad chose the D20 zone. Now there are signs of psionic activity in this zone!"

"Who?"

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

The "leader" stood still and said fiercely: "No matter what method is used, kill him. Use him as a 'fertilizer'!"

...

"Bai Anyi" was able to show up again, leaning on a mirror in Chi Xiaochi's warehouse.

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

The reason is without him. "Bai Anyi" has a special constitution, and he can return at any time if there is an emergency.

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

Without seeing the "observer", he asked, "What about Lu Qingshu?"

Chi Xiaochi: "Who?"

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

Chi Koike looked dark.

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

"Bai Anyi" frowned.

He remembered very well that when Lu Qingshu was just arrested, he burst into tears and shouted that he didn't want to die and asked them to forgive 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, it is because of the death of a public official. The center will give him a pension. Daughter He can also live a little better; if he does not die, he will be beaten as a traitor and put in prison once he returns. "

"He said he wanted to die for a long time. Only when he flipped through his comics at night and thought about his daughter's face, did he stay down."

"He was shy and said a lot about his daughter."

"The last word before he died was, I'm sorry, I don't actually want to kill you at all. I kill you just because I want to live."

After Lu Qingshu's death, Chi Xiaochi mobilized an instant mobile card and moved them to a new place.

"My brother just researched the collar just now." Chi Xiaochi said, "Although there is no way to block other functions of the collar, he can at least block the injection of narcotics and lethal poisons. Even if they found out that we did ..."

"Even if they find out, they will not easily inject drugs and kill people." Bai Anyi said, "This is just a threat. For them, the power is a useful fertilizer."

Chi Xiaochi thoughtfully: "... fertilizer?"

He paused and continued: "... Ability can evolve. Evolution can be evolved through training or by itself .... But these two methods are too slow. The most convenient way is to kill. Death of another power. "