Chapter 816 Registration work

People from all over the place came out one by one, going in the same direction. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info is all gray and black colors, and it feels like a bunch of zombies wandering towards the same destination, and like a bunch of ants, all heading for food.

The five of them followed this "crowd" of people who were like walking corpses, and went to a place with the flow.

"Line up, line up, or you will be disqualified." The loudspeaker on one side kept making noises. At this time, these people who were originally fighting and fighting, including the gangsters, were all lined up neatly one by one, and none of them dared to cut in line.

The queue is already very long, there should be thousands of people in this area, I don't know if there are people in other areas. Because it is surrounded by high-rise buildings, it is impossible to see how big the city really is.

From the beginning of the queue, there were heavily armed people, standing by and watching the queue. They were all dressed in pitch-black uniforms, wearing jet-black explosion-proof helmets, and each holding a very long and sleek gun in their hands.

Snead whispered in Cheng Qianxun's ear, "It feels like being in prison." ā€

It really didn't feel good, and she could only whisper, "At least we don't have to fight a mob for food." ā€

Sneijder nodded in approval. Even a child here could be a thief, and the situation that has been seen along the way is that these uniformed gun-wielding officers who don't know what to do except distribute food will not appear at all, as if these people living on the ground are left to fend for themselves.

I heard a uniformed person in front of me facing a person, and said very seriously and affirmatively: "If people don't come, they can't pick it up, tell us the address, or we will send someone to go with you, and the person will be taken to the hospital, treated and cared for, and there will be plenty of food." ā€

Isn't it great to be in charge of food, shelter, and medical care? I don't know who muttered: "Come on, if you go, you will die, and a few people will come back alive." ā€

The little ghost in the other team winked at them, stuck in his throat and pretended to be a slightly deep voice of an adult: "In the past, I only ate food, no medical treatment, only death." ā€

Some people still started to talk to each other, as if they were sent to the hospital, and some even died of poison injections.

"Who, who's spreading rumors and slandering?" A uniformed officer next to him shouted angrily, and suddenly picked up the gun in his hand, and the dark spear emitted a frequency sound similar to electromagnetic waves: "Anyone who dares to slander national policies and laws will be shot." ā€

"Don't do that!" One of them shouted.

He seemed to be his head, raised his hand to signal the gun to be put down, and behind his hands, he said very boldly: "Most of the people who are sent are seriously ill." Some people who are terminally ill are euthanized with their permission in order to alleviate their suffering. I'm sure there are some healed people who have come back to you, and not only are they not lighter, but they are heavier than they were, aren't they? Now that you don't do anything all day, and you receive two meals a day for free, you have to be ashamed that the people above are feeding you. There are a very large number of people, like you before, who are now in the middle and even in the upper echelons, so you should work hard to be a useful person and not a little parasite on the ground and survive on handouts. If you see it, there is a registration next to it, anyone who is willing to work can come and register, and we will assign you a suitable job. Otherwise, keep your mouth shut, and don't complain that other people's handouts aren't good enough. ā€

The man was extremely tall, a head taller than the already tall uniformed personnel. The tone and voice of the speech are soft and persuasive, and one should work, one should work, one should work, and one should support oneself with one's own hands. More importantly, what should show his official rank and status on his shoulders is not the bars of ordinary people, but the more complicated star flowers.

Cheng Qianxun and his teammates made a look, this is an opportunity, they must get out of here and go up. The teammates thought the same way, so the five of them left the group and began to walk through the crowd to the simple wooden table next to it, where a uniformed officer was seated.

Everyone looked at them in amazement and walked over to the imp. The little ghost did not get out of the way, raised his head, and whispered to them: "Either go to the poisonous mine, or you have to work twelve hours a day to exhaust people." ā€

"Thank you!" She reached out and put her hand on the imp's shoulder, then continued on.

As we got closer, the person in charge of registration who was sitting there, holding on to his helmet and trying not to doze off, was a little surprised. Slowly straightened up, and a person with the gun next to him pointed the gun at them: "Stop, what do you want to do?" ā€

Snead smiled and said, "Probation, come and register." ā€

Cheng Qianxun followed even more coaxingly: "Listening to your words, I am deeply touched that people should be self-reliant." ā€

Rudolph added: "It's not a man!" I am willing to serve the country and become a useful person, and I will never give up. ā€

"Is there anyone who really came to sign up?" The registrar, who was sitting behind the desk, turned his head to the extremely tall man: "Still... Ahem, you're still amazing, the last person who signed up was two years ago, and I immediately regretted it after signing up. ā€

Of course, the cough is not really an itchy throat, and it should almost tell the other party's origin. Maybe today is really a good time, at least to get out of here, otherwise how to know what is up there, and it is impossible to inquire about the so-called destruction of humanity.

"Okay, give me your ID." The registrar picked up a board on the table and clicked open.

Rudolph reacted extremely quickly: "Stolen." ā€

"It's gone!" Gordon replied.

"I accidentally fell into the gutter." Regel said.

Sneijder concluded: "Just kidding, here, can you still keep something?" There was laughter all around, and of course the people who laughed were mostly thieves.

The registrar looked up at them, "Why haven't I ever seen you?" ā€

The pitch-black helmet was always pointed at them, and he couldn't see who his eyes were aimed at: "I don't have any data from you in the computer library. ā€

"We don't know." Rudolph replied: "Maybe the computer is malfunctioning, maybe it was missed during the census, we just want to get out of here, and we have the ability." ā€

"Really?" The registrar hesitated for a moment, and after seeing the person standing in front of him thoroughly, he couldn't help but praise: "Don't say it, you are different." The body of three guys... Especially the highest one, you don't need to score to know it, it's definitely Class A. Could it be that there is something wrong with your IQ? ā€

Nima, it feels like I'm back to the race rating system of World War II.

Regel was tempted to say, "There's something wrong with your IQ," but he couldn't be rash at this moment. He still said very modestly: "Thank you, I will try my best to continue to please everyone." ā€

"It's very polite, where can these Diao people have such cultivation. But nothing, this... "The registrar still had a good impression of them, and looked sideways at the extremely tall person next to him, probably asking for advice.

The extremely tall man walked over and down the steps to them. That aura is absolutely compelling.

It's really tall, wearing high boots and a helmet, and he's taller than Regel. That body, extremely straight, with the style of a generation of soldiers, is extremely handsome.

His voice came from the helmet: "Then tell me your name, your age, your address, and what will you order." ā€

"We don't have housing, so we all sleep together wherever we have a place." Rudolph calmly replied: "I have forgotten my age, my name is Rudolph, as long as anyone can do it, except that you can't have children like a woman." ā€

"He~" Many people laughed, and their tone was too arrogant.

This extremely tall man pressed the button next to the helmet with his fingers, and the prototype black shield in front of the helmet shrank up with a "whoosh", revealing his face.

Suddenly, many people who stood close shouted that they were too handsome. Even if the mask covers the entire head and only shows a face, you can see that this person is simply handsome. Not to mention height, the snow-white skin, tall nose, thin red lips, and dark blue eyes are as deep as the cloudy sea.

As soon as he saw his face, Cheng Qianxun felt like a familiar one.

"Give me a gun!" He raised his hand, and the person next to him immediately handed over the well-trained gun in his hand. He placed the gun on the table: "Mr. Everything, take it apart and put it back on." ā€

How is this possible, this is the future, this kind of gun has never been seen, how can it be disassembled?

"I won't." Before the other party could sneer, Rudolph said calmly: "Tell your person to disassemble and reassemble it, and I will do it." ā€

"Do you lie and don't make drafts?" The registrar scolded first: "I've never seen anyone as arrogant as you, help you register, go to the front to get food first, and go to the minerals after eating." ā€

Rudolph didn't pay any attention to the man, but looked at the handsome man with a gloomy gaze without moving. This is the head!

"Good!" This person was finally realized by Rudolph's unevasive gaze, isn't this person really powerful? Raised his gloved hand: "Disassemble and show him." ā€

"Wait!" A slight smile of contempt appeared at the corner of Rudolph's mouth: "Count the time." ā€

"Still timed?" The registrar was a little annoyed: "Are you kidding, you low-level bug, do you know who he is, yes... ā€

"Timing!" This man interrupted his subordinates' words, and also showed a slight smile: "It's a big deal, just make a joke and have a good time." ā€

"Okay." The registrar puffed up his wrist and had a watch-like device on it: "Remember to me, at least disassemble and assemble it, or else you will be guilty of contempt for the state, and tease the public servants, from the coal mine to the sulphur mine." ā€

Rudolph looked at the man who came over to get the gun and reminded: "Try to hurry, it doesn't matter." ā€

Without saying a word, the man picked up the gun, and when the registrar gave the order to "start," he quickly disassembled and assembled it. Although the speed was not as fast as Rudolph's disassembly and assembly of the gun, it was already very good, and after he put it on the table, he slapped the table with both hands, making a "bang" sound to show that it was all disassembled, and then quickly loaded it again.

When the table was slapped again, the registrar's finger also pressed the button of the watch: "Okay, three minutes and fifteen seconds." (To be continued.) )