The Legend of Fatality

Brian walked quickly on the road between the camps. He was taking Morris and Nokranstov to the cafeteria of the bridge workers. Of course, it was later than the actual dinner time, so that he did not have to face the crowd crowded outside the cafeteria.

When he came to this temporary house, he noticed that the roof and walls near the kitchen had been blackened by the oil released when the kitchen was cooking. A small group of people is holding a large rice pan and pouring the food into the bucket. Bai En feels appetite even if he sees the sticky things poured out from inside, but these are the main food for the bridge workers.

Morris stepped forward curiously, trying to tell what was in these mushy things, but the oncoming smell made him understand that there must be pickled fish on the dock older than himself. As for the rest, Morris saw very few beans, dried figs, oats and so on. There are still many edible bark, leaves, twigs, grass roots and the like that Morris can recognize.

Mixed with this kind of mushy food is inferior brown bread that is as hard as a block, so far it can smell the sour, salty and smelly smell. Not only that, this bread is even doped with a lot of wood chips produced by the wood factory. The purpose of this is to simply increase satiety.

Morris knew the reason for not feeding this group of slave bridging workers. No one was willing to spend too much money on them, but they still needed them to fight. Although Morris still believes that the easiest way is to feed them, but people higher than them generally believe that if they are fed, they will not go to work.

So the bread mixed with wood chips is the best food to keep them full, but they quickly get hungry again, so that they will do what they want these people to do for the sake of food.

Bai En didn't care about these things at all, he waved these chef apprentices to make way for himself, and they quickly followed suit. But when Bai En pushed open the door on the outside side of the kitchen, he immediately thought that choosing to enter the canteen from the kitchen instead of the main entrance was an extremely bad idea.

The kitchen is ten times thicker than the outside. All places and everything are almost black. Bai En even began to wonder where the kitchen as a slave canteen got so much oil. Not to mention that it was built temporarily, and it is not the kind of kitchen that has been working for decades.

Can't help but sigh, the mentors of the Black Tower still have at least some advantages, at least when they let Bai En clean the kitchen, they will carefully clean up every dirt. Instead of being like the stomach of some kind of monster like here.

"Damn, you have to clean this place tonight!" Bai En said to the fat chef in the kitchen with a wrinkled nose. "Otherwise I will make you part of these oils."

The chubby chef nodded in fright, violently making Bai En worry a little about breaking his neck.

Bai En shook his head, not in charge of the chef, but walked to the other side of the kitchen, where there was a door connecting the kitchen and the dining hall. He walked over to the door and bowed his head to grab the door handle, but found that the five finger marks could be clearly seen on the door handle-the oil stain had been fixed here.

Bai Enqiang endured the desire to numb his back and kill all the dirty fools here, turned to Morris for a worthless dagger, and opened the door with the tip of the dagger. Through this gap, he began to find his goal in the cafeteria.

"Master, what are we looking for?" After he finished, he turned his head to look at the chef and his apprentices who were still there, and then asked Bai En again. "Do you want people here to leave?"

Bai En turned his head, looked at the chef and apprentice, and said. "Do your own thing when we don't exist."

The chef and apprentice looked at each other, and then began to continue the work as directed by Bai En. Send those mushy things and hard brown bread to the cafeteria, and take back the finished dishes. First launch https: // https: //

Bai En gave way to them sideways. He stood beside the door and looked at the cafeteria from the fully opened door. All the dining tables and chairs are made of planks cut from logs. The roughness is terrible. A lot of burrs and irregular bark are left on it. The frequently used side is covered with oil, although it is not as terrible as in the kitchen. But it also shone under the light from the brazier.

Bai En soon found the person he was looking for-Nogaz. He and a few people in his small group occupied a table, which was in stark contrast to the other table with ten people on both sides, and almost caught Bai En at a glance. The fact that he appeared in the cafeteria on time made Bai En very satisfied, but the other things were a bit different from what Bai En expected.

Nogaz sat there, eating the food on the plate bit by bit with a wooden spoon, eating very delicately, and also very absent-minded. Several people around him were talking to each other, but did not talk to him.

"Are we here just to see him?" Morris looked at it for a while and couldn't help asking.

"Yes, but it's not the same as I thought. I thought there would be more people coming to talk to him." Bai En nodded and admitted.

"Are we here to prevent him from betraying us?" Morris asked again.

"No, it's normal for us to betray," Bai En said lightly. "Of course, it is normal to keep secrets. I just want to determine what he intends to do."

"What do you think he would do?" Morris continued to ask.

"I don't know him, so I can't guess." Bai En replied while observing Nogaz. "But generally speaking about secrets is nothing more than two situations. One is: a person will keep a secret, because keeping a secret will satisfy his sense of accomplishment. One is: he will share a secret, because when he tells the secret , The reaction of others will provide him with some satisfaction. "

"Then he only tells certain people to keep it secret to others? Is this a type?" Morris wondered.

"There are only two kinds of secrets, one is rotten in my heart, and the other is being told." Bai En simply returned.

"If he tells his men, he's just betraying us, don't we have to worry about this?"

"Ah," Bai En said with a sigh, turning sideways to Morris. "If he keeps this secret, others will admire his behavior and changes, they will subconsciously imitate him and follow him. This is in our favor, isn't it?"

"Yes." Morris nodded.

"And if he fails to keep secrets, then someone will know, maybe one, maybe one hundred. It doesn't matter in itself, because we can't confirm whether anyone can really keep secrets, when he opens this mouth, there will definitely be more People know. When they know that Nogaz enjoys special treatment, they will be jealous. And when they are jealous— "

"Nogaz is in danger? Then we—" Morris interjected.

"Oh," Bai En sighed and patted Morris on the shoulder. "Your idea is really weird. Whether he will be in danger or whether he will be killed tonight, it has nothing to do with us. We just need to understand that when they are jealous, it means that a considerable number of people are willing to be him. We will have a lot of people available. "

"That is, he doesn't matter anymore? He ... like a key? Or a trigger?" Morris lowered his head in contemplation. "Is it like fate? When the wheel of fate—"

"Hey, hey!" Bai En patted Morris's face and pulled his thoughts back. "No destiny or anything. This is just a small circle, a group of idle, small circles of slaves who are facing death at any time. They are like a pool of standing water, and throwing anything at all, it will be rippling. Understand? Irrelevant. "The newest 81 Chinese network update the fastest computer terminal: https: //

Morris nodded, but he still felt that these things seemed to be extended and observed other things in the same way.

Bai En doesn't know what Morris thinks, but he doesn't care too much. Many things will naturally want to understand with the increase of age, experience and experience. What he cares about is the follow-up effect of Nogaz ’s afternoon behavior. If he can keep a secret, it does n’t take too long, it only takes a few days to build a certain prestige, and he will put this group on because he has no hope for the future. The masses of slave bridging workers split up, and that's it. When they have enough disagreement with each other, Bai En has enough ways to make them obey their orders.

Thinking about this, Bai En said to Morris. "It seems that I'm a little too anxious. The abnormality on the first day did attract a lot of people's attention, but it hasn't reached the point of attracting widespread attention or causing them enough curiosity ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Let's go back first , I think things will ferment in a few days. "

"I have another question," Morris hesitated and asked. "What if everything you said didn't work? I mean, whether that Nogaz was obedient, whether your plan went smoothly. But in the end ... what if the bridge workers still refuse to obey the order? "

"About this ..." Bai En thought for a while, thinking about whether he should answer Morris. In the end he decided to answer, but not here. "Let's go out and talk."

When Bae took Morris and Knockranstoff out of the kitchen and came to a secluded place, Baek looked at Knockranstoff and sighed. "If in the end the group of bridge workers still refuses to obey orders, I will admit failure. In fact, I never thought that this thing would be a 100% success. There are various problems in the middle, you ca n’t really see through a person, There are always accidents. So, it ’s annoying to admit failure, but ... at that time, admitting failure is the best option. "

"I understand that in fact no one has never failed." Morris nodded and said that he understood. Then said very gratefully. "Thank you, really, thank you for being willing to teach me these things."

"No," Bai En shook his head. "In fact, I'm not teaching you this." Bai En raised his head and stared at Morris's eyes. "I ’m going to teach you what to do when I face this failure. When I ’m sure this will fail, I ’m going to try to save it. And the way I save ... you have heard of Is tithing a law? "

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