I Really Didn’t Want To Make A Lot Of Money

Some parallel world.

In July 2002, in the northern part of the African continent, a suburb of Constantine.

A military vehicle cleared the way, followed by a dilapidated bus, with dust, swaying into a gate made of steel pipes. A pair of red lanterns hung high above the gate with a couplet, and the four characters "Anyang Group" were painted on the gate with white paint.

The bus stopped on the gravel, and the dust gradually dissipated. A group of tired-faced Chinese people got off the bus carrying their luggage. Chen Ling was mixed in the crowd and looked at this so-called camp with a little disappointment.

The campsite is estimated to be more than 10,000 square meters. The terrain is high on one side and low on the other. Several rows of bungalows are built along the terrain and are very irregular. Some are obviously old houses, not Chinese style; some are newly built iron tile and brick houses with doors. There is a number on it, and it looks like a dormitory.

"Am I going to live and work here for three years?" Chen Ling looked at the ditch obviously washed out by rain on the ground, feeling a little depressed.

He was sent by Anyang Group to work in Africa with a salary of one thousand US dollars a month and he returned to China once a year on vacation.

Chen Ling loves money, but he hesitated for several weeks if he wanted to go to Africa to earn this one thousand dollars a month.

A salary of one thousand US dollars, with food and housing included, is several times the salary of a domestic job. However, Africa gives people the impression of poverty and backwardness, disease rampant, frequent wars, and too much risk.

In the end, when he came here, Chen Ling suddenly got a system that greatly improved Chen Ling's physical fitness.

How high is it? In school, playing football with foreign students from Africa, Chen Ling used to avoid physical contact as much as possible for fear of being hit and injured. After getting the system, the strongest black foreign student goalkeeper saw forward Chen Ling going on the field and volunteered. Two goals were scored in exchange for Chen Ling not to take a shot.

Scared of being shot by Chen Ling!

As for the other functions of the system, Chen Ling hasn't figured it out yet. Two months after I got the system, there was nothing on the panel, with only the sentence "return the person by his own way".

Nevertheless, the system deepened and the physical fitness changed, so that Chen Ling swelled-to make money in Africa.

Chen Ling not only accepted the job of Anyang Group, but also determined to earn one million in three years in Africa, and returned to China to buy a house and a car to marry a wife.

As for how to earn this million, Chen Ling has his plan.

Mr. Xu, who was in charge of the airport pick-up, took Chen Ling to a dormitory and said: "You live here, first put your luggage, I'll take you to dinner, it's a dinner together tonight."

This is a four-person dormitory. In addition to the wooden bed, there are only a few small benches with wooden corners and nails, and an incandescent lamp hanging in the air. Because of the unstable voltage, it seems to be extinguished at any time.

After sitting on the plane for more than ten hours, Chen Ling felt stinky all over and wanted to take a bath first. Mr. Xu said: "The bathhouse will only open at 7 o'clock in the evening and close at 9 o'clock. Let's eat first."

Chen Ling shook his head secretly in his heart.

Mr. Xu took Chen Lingqi around and entered a small restaurant. A round table was full of dishes, and a dozen people were sitting around the round table, already eating.

Seeing Mr. Xu and Chen Ling coming in, a table was crowded and two stools were set up to greet Mr. Xu and Chen Ling to sit down.

A man in his fifties placed a large bowl in front of Chen Ling and poured half a bowl of dark red liquid.

The man bared his teeth and laughed: "This is a local red wine, which is more authentic than the domestic one. I'm Lao Li, in charge of logistics, just ask me if you need it."

Chen Ling smiled at him, thanked him, and stared at the red wine in the big bowl in a daze.

"Come on, translated Chen, welcome to Constantine..."

Chen Ling had never drunk red wine before, and felt that the mouth of this red wine was a bit sweet. He happened to be thirsty. He drank a big sip every time he served a bowl, and drank a bowl after a while.

Soon, he felt his heart beating faster and his abdomen fell, which was very uncomfortable and made him have the desire to squat down. He knew it was because he drank too fast and too much.

He stood up and asked Lao Li, "I have to go to the toilet, where should I go?"

Old Li endured a smile and said, "Go out and turn left, next to the wall. Don't run, there are dogs in the yard... Come back quickly, and there will be grilled lamb chops later."

The sky has darkened, and there is only a red sunset on the horizon, and some local houses can be seen from a distance. Almost every house has a pot-shaped antenna.

Chen Ling supported the wall and sighed. This old Li is not kind, and he expected this result when he poured himself a big bowl of wine.

The walls of the toilet and the camp are generally high and connected together, with the roof slanted inward. Chen Ling habitually looked up the signs for the men's and women's toilets, but couldn't find them. He only saw one door that said "toilet for officials" in Chinese crookedly.

Upon entering the door, there was an oncoming stench and urine, mixed together, Chen Ling felt his stomach surge and almost vomited it out!

He backed out, coughed a few times, shook his head to drive away the feeling of vomiting, and went in again, squatting down.

The conditions are average. The monthly salary of $1,000 is not easy to earn. Chen Ling said with emotion, why did he come to Africa? Can the goal of one million yuan in three years be achieved?

Just as Chen Ling's face was red and he closed his eyes intently, a conversation sounded in his ears, which seemed to be coming from outside the wall.

"...There is a toilet inside, and the roof is 2 meters high. I just jumped in after two jumps..."

Chen Ling was puzzled: "Are the local people talking so loud? You can hear them clearly through a wall."

"...Everyone will arrive at 11 o'clock tonight, and then go in in batches to meet. After entering, move freely, kill as many as you can kill..."

Suddenly, Chen Ling felt a surge of energy rushing to the heavenly spirit cover, just like drinking a big sip of an iced drink on a hot day, and the excessive air-conditioning made his brain hurt.

Someone want to rob camp at night? No, someone is going to the camp to kill! Kill as much as you want!

Chen Ling held his breath and listened carefully. This time, he heard more clearly. Someone outside was discussing a sneak attack on the camp at night and killing people!

Chen Ling pricked his ears and wanted to continue listening, but for a moment, the people outside the wall began to speak Arabic, and Chen Ling couldn't understand it!

Chen Ling didn't squat anymore, and ran away when he lifted his pants. Report it!

With a "ding", Chen Ling jumped out of the system panel in front of him, with a few lines of red characters on it:

Road also passive safety system

Warning level: fatal

Emergency measures: temporary hearing improvement

This is the first time this has happened since getting the system. Chen Ling thought for a while and understood a little bit.

The system of treating one's body with the way of the person, referred to as the system of the way of returning.

When a danger is approaching, the system automatically issues an alarm and gives itself certain superpowers to deal with the danger.

This is a passive system that will only be triggered when danger is approaching. In China, Chen Lingtai was fine, and the system was never triggered. After only half a day in Africa, it triggered a fatal warning!

It's just that how do you treat the person's body according to his own way?

The attacker used a knife to cut people, but Chen Ling didn't have a knife; when he hit people with a gun, Chen Ling didn't have a gun.

The panel appeared for a few seconds and then it was minimized. There was only one red warning light that kept flashing. Every time it flashed, Chen Ling's Tianling cover was topped by the air conditioner once, which made Chen Ling very uncomfortable.

After thinking for a while and not understanding, Chen Ling gave up. Since it is a passive system, you should be able to react by then.

He ran towards the small restaurant.

The atmosphere in the small restaurant was strong, and Lao Li had already blushed and was punching with others.

At the entrance of the small restaurant, Chen Ling stopped and said in his heart: "Who should I tell? Will it cause panic in front of everyone?"

I watched the people in the restaurant. Mr. Xu is smoking a cigarette, with no expression on his long face.

Chen Ling walked to Mr. Xu and said in his ear: "Mr. Xu, I just heard someone going into the camp to kill at night."

President Xu was not surprised, took another cigarette, and asked, "Killing? Who is going to kill?"

Chen Ling was stunned. He didn't know who was coming to the camp to kill, but it was indeed someone who was coming in from the roof of the toilet. He was sure that he had heard it right.

Mr. Xu's voice was a bit loud, and everyone in the room stopped eating and drinking, staring at Chen Ling and Mr. Xu.

Sitting against the wall in the restaurant is the camp’s biggest leader, the project manager Lao Liang. He has almost drunk and kept wiping sweat with a towel, but his head is still clear. He looked at Mr. Xu and asked: "Old Xu, what's the matter?"

Mr. Xu said: "Chen Ling, you can talk about it."

Chen Ling said the voice he heard in the toilet.

Old Li laughed and said, "There's no such thing as anything. The ghosts around here are so poor that they want to come in and steal things all day long."

Lao Liang didn't take it seriously either: "The people around here don't know much French, and they usually speak Arabic. Xiao Chen doesn't understand it, right?"

Chen Ling shook his head and said, "I don't understand, I learn French."

Lao Liang snorted twice, seeming to be sneer, and said, "I guess you heard it wrong. We have such a thick wall. Can you hear the people outside the wall when you are squatting in the toilet?"

Everyone nodded one after another: "Xiao Chen worked hard along the way, and the jet lag has not reversed. Just one night's rest."

Mr. Xu didn't speak, he stood up and motioned to Chen Ling to go out with him.

Chen Ling had no choice but to follow. As soon as he left the restaurant, he heard the sound of pushing the cup and changing the cup again, mixed with the words "The young man just graduated, a little bluffing".

Mr. Xu walked quickly to the toilet, and Chen Ling followed. President Xu obviously wanted to hear the news in person.

At the door of the toilet, Mr. Xu paused, slapped his right hand in front of his nose a few times, frowned and said, "This toilet is too stinky."

Chen Ling thought, don't you usually go to the toilet here?

Mr. Xu stood in the toilet for a few seconds, turned around and left.

Chen Ling also went in and stood for a few seconds. Apart from the constant smell in the toilet, nothing happened.

Stopping at a corner, Mr. Xu lit a cigarette and said to Chen Ling: "Are you sure you heard?"

Chen Ling nodded: "I heard it, I heard it clearly."

Mr. Xu pointed to the container in the distance: "Go over there. The military police live in it. Go and tell them to let them pay attention tonight."

Chen Ling didn't understand, what did the military police in the camp do? Does this mean that the camp is very unsafe?

The skull began to ache again, and the cold air continued.

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