Embers Ad Infinitum

Su Na looked at Shang Jianyao's smile, slowly raised her hand, and took the "United 202" pistol.

The cold and hard touch was then introduced into her brain, making her feel as if she was holding a crutch to help her walk, and she felt more strength in her body out of thin air.

"Can you use it?" Jiang Baimian asked.

"I've used hunting rifles and shotguns before." Suna said hesitantly, "I think it should be about the same."

"I know how to use it. I have used it in our neighborhood." Another girl in her early twenties blurted out.

Jiang Baimian asked her with a smile:

"May I have your name?"

"Li Qiong." The girl looked at the beautiful lady in front of her with bright eyes.

"Who else knows how to use it? Including submachine guns and various rifles." Jiang Baimian looked around and said.

Among the group of original Gray-Turk prostitutes, several women slowly raised their hands.

Jiang Baimian smiled gently and said:

"You will be responsible for teaching everyone how to use this type of gun. The more people there are, the stronger your power will be and the better you will be able to gain a foothold in the First City.

"Is there a place to practice?"

"Yes." Su Na replied hurriedly, "There is a shooting range under the building, which is used by the boss and others for practice."

"Oger." Shang Jianyao emphasized that he was no longer their boss.

"Yes, Ogg." Su Na looked at the former boss's current servant and said the name.

Jiang Baimian said "hmm":

"Don't be afraid of wasting bullets. Once the bullets are gone, you can recycle the shells and buy new ones. If the person dies, there will be nothing.

"We will get a batch of bullets over later, and there will be discounts. They are definitely the lowest prices in the Qingliu District."

"Yeah." Su Na, Li Qiong and others nodded frequently.

Jiang Baimian glanced at Bai Chen, Long Yuehong, and Gnawa who were already scattered around and monitoring the whole place. He considered and said to the group of women who were still a little confused and frightened:

"Actually, I know that it is very difficult to feed so many of you with just one restaurant, even if it can really be done. It should be possible before the old world is destroyed. In the new calendar, maybe it will have to wait another ten years. Ten years, or even longer.

“Beyond the restaurant, you have to desperately look for other opportunities and work hard to do various things so that you can truly fill your stomach and dream about the future.

"This will be very tiring and full of risks. Don't you think it's better not to be rescued and to stay in the same state as before?"

As soon as she finished speaking, several women in the group replied in unison:

"No!

"We look forward to being rescued every day."

Bai Chen, who was not too far away from them, was startled and turned his head to the side.

"Really?" Jiang Baimian asked back.

Among the group of women, a tall, nearly 1.7-meter-seven woman with a rather charming appearance took a few steps forward and said with a bitter smile:

“I have been here for almost three years, and there are only four or five people who have stayed longer than me. Why do you think this is?

"No one here cares about our health, no one cares about whether we will get sick or be infected. Many people have only been here for two years and become seriously ill, with their bodies ulcerated, and then they are carried to small rooms. They were locked up in the hope of a simple cure, but most of them died soon after.

"There is still hope for recovery, but those without hope are directly carried to the port and thrown into the river. In another year, in a few months, maybe I will be like this, and they will be like this too."

Another woman sobbed and added:

"I have a good friend. We were sold here together. In less than a year, she got a disease and her body was covered with growths... When she was about to die, she lay in that dark room, moaning and crying. The air said, 'Xiao Zhen, I want to see the sun...Xiao Zhen, I miss the potato cakes made by my mother...'

"She, she is only nineteen years old!"

The woman named "Xiao Zhen" suddenly squatted down and cried loudly.

The women of the Gray Earth people wiped away their tears one after another, some sobbed, and some cried bitterly.

At this moment, Long Yuehong suddenly felt a little ashamed.

He was hesitant before whether to stop Shang Jianyao.

When the crying subsided a little, Jiang Baimian sighed and said:

“After that, we must unite and protect each other.

"In the First City, in the Green Olive District, a single person, or even two or three people, can easily be bullied by gangs. You can't rely on the Sheriff. Only by holding on to your weapons and with so many people back to back can you open up a new world. Your own living space.”

The women nodded one after another with tears in their eyes.

At this time, Suna said hesitantly:

"I have another question."

"What?" Jiang Baimian asked with a gentle smile.

Suna pointed at Ogg and others:

"You said before that they will be our servants in a short period of time, listen to our words, and will not resist. However, we do not understand the Honghe language and only know some words related to cooking. We cannot communicate with them or give orders. them."

Jiang Baimian had already considered this problem and took out a machine from the tactical backpack behind him.

"This is a translation machine that can help you translate the Red River language into the Gray language, and vice versa."

The translator is one of the harvests of the "Old Tune Team" in Tarnan, where electronic products are very cheap anyway.

After teaching Su Na, Li Qiong, Xiao Zhen and others how to use the translator, Jiang Baimian coughed lightly:

"I would also like to emphasize this."

The women raised their heads at the same time, all looking at her.

"The translator is just a stop-gap measure. Uh, I mean, there are many problems with it. What if it breaks down one day? Moreover, there are so many of you, how can one translator be enough?" Jiang Baimian saw that the women were all Listening to himself attentively, he stated his intention seriously, "You have to master Honghe dialect as soon as possible, at least to be able to handle daily communication. Well, this translator can be used to help you learn Honghe dialect. I will also sort it out. I will give you a simple teaching material and teach you for a period of time."

Neither Su Na nor Li Qiong felt embarrassed, and they responded with surprise and joy:

"good!"

"Um!"

"OK!"

"..."

Their eyes were full of desire when they looked at Jiang Baimian.

Jiang Baimian cleared his throat and said:

"We will handle the people and things related to Ogg and the others. What you need to do now is to take the servants and take over here, uh,

The business of the 'Wolf's Den' must be stopped. The excuse is that a strange infectious disease has appeared, and the cannabis business can be maintained for the time being, mainly to prevent regular customers from discovering abnormalities..."

She arranged what everyone needed to do in an orderly manner and distributed the guns owned by Ogg and others.

During this process, Bai Chen helped her make up for her omissions - mainly in areas where she had no experience.

Then, under the guidance of the "Leading Party", Shang Jianyao took the compiled list and visited those people in the building who had a close relationship with Ogg and the others, and successfully "persuaded" them to let them I am delighted to choose to cooperate with Su Na, Li Qiong and others.

By the time we finished all this, it was already close to ten o'clock, and the night was very dark.

Shang Jianyao walked out of the eight-story building where the "Wolf's Den" was located, looked at the list in his hand, and said casually:

"There's only one person left, Terrence, the second boss of their 'Blackshirt Party'."

Previously, the "Old Tune Team" had learned about the background of "Wolf's Den" from Ogg:

It is an industry of the "Blackshirt Party" organization and one of their important financial resources. It is directly managed by the second boss Terrence, and Ogg is his crony.

——The "Black Shirt Party" was one of the larger gangs in the city at the beginning, and it was inextricably linked to the upper class.

Jiang Baimian said "hmm":

"Don't be hasty. If you suddenly visit Terence so late, he will easily notice something is wrong. It's better to take Ogg there tomorrow morning."

Shang Jianyao put away the list and mentioned another detail:

"In Ogg's memory, Terrence is a bit mysterious and seems to be involved with some religious elements..."

Having said this, he raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth.

"Be cautious then." Jiang Baimian nodded.

After discussing this matter, she subconsciously turned back and glanced at the building where the "Wolf's Den" was located.

Some of the rooms upstairs were dark, and some were lit with yellowish lights.

Jiang Baimian withdrew his gaze, smiled and sighed at Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong, Bai Chen and Gennava:

"Now I can finally deeply understand the meaning of An Ruxiang's words."

She paused, her expression became very complicated and said:

"There's a real light in their eyes."