"The back, go this way." A man in a black field uniform vigorously pushed the people in front of him, diverting the crowd to each row of metal houses, he was not tall, but his voice was very loud, like a loud horn in his throat.

The gates were separated by about half a meter from each other, and they were arranged closely, and in front of each gate stood a tall man in a black field uniform...... Stripping people of Eus, or inspecting those who have stripped of their clothes.

She gritted her teeth and stiffened after the person in front of her.

I was a little scared.

The person in charge of the triage wears a pair of goggles, and can see the situation of each row of houses directly from the eyepieces.

Everyone had to be vigorously pushed by him, and she was too short to be pushed.

For he was yelling at the people behind her, "Stand there and be a pillar, get here." ”

Well, she's too short out of his sight.

The voice was too loud and fierce, and the frightened Yiyue shook her little body, and she didn't dare to touch him at all, so she grabbed her little hand in front of her and shouted softly: "Uncle, and me." ”

The man was silent for half a second, looked down at her short and short, scolded the group of black skins in his heart, and pointed to the last row: "Go there, go to the end, and find a door that shows that the light is green." ”

The voice was still loud, but he didn't push her.

She said "um", quickly ran to the last row with a hum, ignored the various scenery along the way, quickly glanced at which door was green, ran over, and stood up.

Isn't it just about letting you do what you do?

She's thick-skinned.

It's just a long needle's eye.

Both men and women are skinned like chickens, and there is no one who suffers from the other, everyone is the same.

At first, she felt that this place was going to cremate them alive, and she was so scared that she stiffened her body, but later she found that some people had very calm expressions, like an old fritter who had experienced many times.

And some people are full of panic, but they dare not move at all under the pressure of force, but it is not the fear of facing death, but the fear of being skinned.

Yi Muge said, don't be afraid, she won't be afraid.

She stood obediently in front of this person, only to realize that this was not an uncle, but an aunt. She's lucky that not everyone can be assigned to the same sex.

They are not allowed to move, but to take off. After the clothes are checked, they are put into the metal compartment.

Other places were noisy and shouting, some people took the opportunity to rub oil, some people chirped crookedly, and as a result, they were beaten, and there was chaos in the order.

The aunt in front of her squatted down, she looked up at her with her hands behind her back a little nervously, Yi Muge said, don't speak.

It is true that those who speak are mostly beaten.

The aunt didn't have any expression, calmly and skillfully ripped off the child's clothes, and looked at the light. The white and tender little cub picked up the scanning gun and went through her skin inch by inch.

When it came to the child's neck and waist, the little thing moved and dodged, and didn't say anything, didn't scold and scold the other party for not cooperating like everyone else, just clamped her and rechecked.

As a baby, clothes or something, being taken off and taken off are used to it, and it is right to be a free masa chicken.

Yi Yue's eyes followed the scanner and found that her skin was so good, white and tender like jelly. There should have been bruises after being beaten before, and at this time it was smooth and clean, and there was no trace at all.

It's just that she is too thin, she can see her ribs with a little small breast, and her abdomen is slightly concave, like a little refugee.

She smacked her lips, she ate a lot every day, and she was still malnourished, and it seemed that she would eat more in the future.

Speaking of which, she hadn't eaten breakfast yet, and she didn't feel hungry much now.

After the aunt finished the examination, she grabbed her arm, patted the inside of her elbow, and pricked a black needle into her arm, which made her tears hiss and inhale, and she reached out to touch it but was stopped.

"It hurts." The toddler finally spoke softly and aggrievedly.

It really hurt, and after less than half a minute, the area near the needle began to red, swollen and itchy, and the body's rejection of the foreign body was rapid and intense.

The aunt didn't even give her a look when she spoke, and the child knew that it was useless to speak, so she closed her mouth with tears in her eyes and watched the reaction on her arm...... Does she have allergies?

After seeing this phenomenon, the woman pulled out the needle, and the wound was bleeding and did not care.

She stood up directly and moved the light brain ring in her hand, opened the door, and motioned for the child to enter.

The toddler obediently stepped forward.

Inside the door was a vertical cube space, surrounded by metal walls that split the entire wall into countless cubes, which was spacious for her, but rather narrow for the larger men.

There was a metal platform in the door, flanked by a small slope, she jumped up and lay on it halfway, and then tossed and kicked before climbing up, and as soon as she stood up, she heard the sound of "dong" closing the door, and her vision instantly dimmed.

The walls around her slowly squeezed against her as if they were moving, and the metal walls were so cold that she kept screaming and venting, and shivered as she touched the lumps on her arms that had not yet dissipated.

Eventually, the space shrank to a size just enough for her to barely turn around, but not to squat.

There was a false alarm, and the child stopped talking, and she thought she would be squashed.

The overhead was painted with a purple light.

The light reflected a hazy halo on the surrounding metal walls, and the child felt like he was being put in an oven, but without the scorching heat.

It was her soul that was scorching, thanks to her lack of claustrophobia, and it just felt a little dull and irritable in this small space.

She stretched out her feet to kick the wall, but she couldn't lift her legs.

Raise your hand and smash the wall, only to hear a muffled sound.

Boredom irritates, and being imprisoned makes people irritating.

"Yi Mu Ge Yi Mu Ge, what are you doing?" She called out to her best friend in her heart, but there was no response.

"Mu Ge, Song, Ge~" She continued to call.

"Okay Fujiteng, what are you doing~" She relented.

"Dog vine, come out and say a few words to Niu'er." She persevered.

Yi Muge was so annoyed that he sighed helplessly, and said in a good voice: {I haven't absorbed the D-21 series that the guards stuffed to you, and if you don't hurry up, it will be wasted.} ｝

{Huh?} D what? The child was stunned.

{It's the round medicine.} Yi Muge explained.

{Rejuvenation Pill?} Izuki has a bald mouth.

Yi Muge was silent for two seconds, not understanding what she was talking about, {The common name is Hook White Pill, because the main medicine is Hook Kiss and Ghost White.} It didn't say anything after that.

Yi Yue is an optimist, Yi Muge is not worried about her psychological condition at all, and she can do her own thing with confidence.

The toddler opened his eyes, looked up at the purple light, and said "oh", complaining about the boring interstellar names that are all letters and numbers, expressing disdain for their lack of cultural background, and being so bored that he counted how many squares there were on the wall.

There was no danger around, and Chiba vine was there, so she was inexplicably relieved, even if it didn't talk to her.

I don't know how long it took to be photographed, but she counted all the squares twice, a total of three hundred and sixty-seven pieces.

As soon as the purple light went out, it lit up again with a warm yellow light, and at the same time, water mist began to spray in all directions, which was very smelly.

The lights are warm and not too cold.

She closed her eyes and covered her nose and mouth to prevent water from entering, but the fog was everywhere, and her nose and mouth eventually fell into the mist.

After smelling it for a long time, fortunately, I can't smell anything after getting used to it, but the child still doesn't dare to open his eyes, and his eyes will be uncomfortable when they touch the fog.

After soaking in the fog for a while, she slammed into the wall like a tumbler, until she began to spray clean water vigorously in all directions.