Underground Camp No. 235, 25 in the northwest corner, 5 plus 5 dwellings.

Unlike the newly opened underground camp, the rules here are complete, and under the continuous changes of three thousand years, there are very few loopholes in the governance of the underground camp.

Here, there is no darkness as imagined, but a day, and the roof of the cave is clearly visible.

Far away, dozens or hundreds of miles away, there was a huge lighting device, shining light on the entire camp.

Each room is built according to the rules, row upon row, without obscuring the light, and the light can shoot straight out from the roof.

In such a mud hut, one of the middle-aged people was lying on a mud bed and falling asleep.

There are countless pairs of eyes around that look in the dark, and these are all neighbors.

There seems to be some treasure here that makes them hot, but there seems to be some worry that makes them restrain themselves.

In the past, someone came to rob this person, but in the end, they all ended up being deposed, which achieved this person's prestige.

The middle-aged man slept very sweetly, the corners of his mouth were raised, and he even swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his wrinkled face was full of smiles, and he didn't know what he dreamed of.

It wasn't until the biological clock woke him up that his eyes suddenly opened.

And the eyes around him also moved to other places because he opened them, and went about their own business.

He didn't love the bed, he just stood up and walked outside.

As for quilts, there is no such thing as quilts in the ground at a constant temperature.

In fact, if you don't sleep in bed, it's the same when you sleep on the ground, but as a human being, you still have to look like a human.

Bed is a habit that has been passed down since ancient times, and everyone converges.

There is no night underground, it is night to lie down, and day to open your eyes.

This is the outer periphery of the underground camp, which is also the most densely populated place, and 70% of the people in the entire underground camp live in the 20% of the area.

This 'addition and residence' is the subsequent development after the underground construction is completed due to the increase in population, and many plans are not mature.

That's why it's the worst place to be.

Facing inward, to 25, there will be a lot more rules, and the building will be more exquisite, because the original land reclamation plan was designed by people from the ground to the underground.

This is the outermost part of the city, and it would take a day to walk even to the center of the northwest corner, let alone the camp center farther away.

Underground, almost all of them are ordinary people, and most of them have never been to the center of the camp in their lives.

"Uncle Zhao, how is it this time?" asked a sallow woman who was sewing and mending, she raised her eyes in the mud shed and saw Lao Zhao who had just come out of the shed.

"It's been a dangerous time, but we're all safe. Kindness appeared on Lao Zhao's face.

"By the way, I brought back their wages for 50 Hmer coins each. ”

"Is it? that much he has earned in just two months?" the woman screamed.

When she found that a large circle of people around her were staring curiously at this side, she calmed down and felt a little regretful, "If it weren't for this job, only men, I would have gone."

"If you don't have to tinker every day, you'll be alive.

"The tasks arranged in this camp are all to make people suffer alive, but it's a pity that I'm a woman. ”

Lao Zhao shook his head, took out 50 Haimo coins from his trouser pocket and handed it to the woman, and said like an elder: "Your brother is living better than here in Camp 32557, he can be regarded as the first batch of residents to live in the center of the camp.

"What about you, it's better to have a few more babies than anything else, won't the baby bring you wealth when it grows up, if you can't support it, send it to your brother.

"If you can't do it again, come with me to open up a new camp. ”

The woman didn't know if she heard it or not, so she rejoiced when she took the money: "Just this money, it's enough for me to raise five children until I'm 18 years old, and when the time comes, it's 250 Haimo coins to find you, Uncle Zhao."

"It's a pity that we can't send them to school, but it's good to live in another camp center in the future, so that you don't have to suffer here. ”

"It's nice to be able to live in another camp center, and you still want to go to school, is that what we should think?

"When I went to elementary school, it was only two days a month, and I needed 10 gold coins-

"It's nothing, 10 gold coins is still cheaper for the elementary school in our department, and the primary school in the center of the camp can get 200 Haimo coins a semester. ”

The woman watched Lao Zhao speak, and her hands kept moving, this was her job since she was a child, and she heard that if she made it up, she would send it to the ground.

A head sticked out next to him, and it was the woman next door.

She saw Lao Zhao and asked, "Brother Zhao, how is my family Eleven?"

"Here, 50 Hmer Coins, there's a camp in a week, is anyone in your family willing to go?" asked Lao Zhao.

"Yes, yes, my family is now mining in the ink stone field and will come back at night.

"Uncle Zhao, don't let him go to another camp center, for this 50 Haimo coins, even if you let me sell my son, I am willing. ”

She laughed, but it wasn't pretty.

Lao Zhao stiffly made a smile, even if you let you sell your son, are you willing to do it? Is your son worth so much money.

"Lao Zhao, give me my second son's money.

"My youngest son has a talent for the Force, and the government will send someone to pick him up in a few days, so I can move to the camp in the future. A strong man next to him greeted Lao Zhao, and he couldn't hide the surprise on his face.

The distribution of people here is so dense that at least eight families can hear a word.

"Congratulations, Da Zhuang, you will be able to live a good life in a moment. Lao Zhao handed the money to Da Zhuang and congratulated.

"Yes, the third son can also enjoy the blessings. Da Zhuang laughed.

The people next to him couldn't help but sigh when they saw that Da Zhuang took money again, and he could live a good life immediately.

"His son is really lucky, and he doesn't know how it came out, but he was genetically mutated. ”

"We have six sons in our family, why don't we have any genetic mutations, so we can only sell them and see if the neighbors have bought them. ”

"You're only six sons, and I'm fourteen sons, and none of them have changed. ”

"If only I took a strong daughter-in-law, it's really competitive!"

"Let's work hard tonight, and we can live a good life in eleven years. ”

“......”

"Come with me. Lao Zhao's shoulder was suddenly grabbed.

He didn't resist, because he knew this voice very well, and the two had been in a relationship for some years.

Turning his head, he saw a familiar face of vicissitudes, older than he looked.

"What?" followed a long way.

"Is this really good?" his eyes stared at Lao Zhao, "It's been more than ten years since you've been back." ”

"Yes, fourteen years. Lao Zhao nodded.

"Look, these kids are young. His voice was a little emotional: "People of our generation have almost gone, and we were envious of you and Brother Bei when you went out to travel, but Brother Bei, didn't you go too."

"We're pretty much the same, but these kids, there's really no need to be so ruthless-"

"What's the matter? They're all going to the new camp. "Lao Zhao is funny.

"To a new camp?

"I think you killed me!" the man's voice was fierce: "What kind of young people didn't know what you were before, and I still don't know?"

"There are only two of us left in this generation, you just be a man and make these children better!"

Lao Zhao was quiet and stopped laughing.

He looked at the man for a long time, and then said, "You mean you don't want your little wood's money?"

"Why don't I?" the man stared at Lao Zhao, "My grandson is worthless?"

Lao Zhao took out 100 Haimo coins and handed them to him, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said, "Selling people on the underground black market, 1 Haimo coin each, and I, 50 Haimo coins apiece."

"Is it really because of your self-proclaimed integrity that you may have lived to this day?

"Besides, you say I'm ruthless, but do you really think they don't know anything, only you know?

"Do you really think they're going to hate me instead of being grateful to me?"

——

The wind swept the ground, and the red sun set in the west.

What the pain is - Xiao Bimer knows better than anyone now.

In the snow and ice, he can always flexibly dodge every wind blade, every frost......

Every time a crisis comes, he can hear the precursors, which are the changes of notes.

The pain again and again made Xiao Bimo more and more sensitive to the changes in notes.

It's been seven days......

He could already see the music. Now, whenever pain comes, he always laughs, because it allows him to experience less and less pain.

His small body became more and more flexible, and his ears became more and more keen.

Every night, he would enter a different place, there were plateaus, meadows, Osawa, mountains, high valleys, volcanoes......

Each time he could hear Frog play a different piece and hear a different movement.

The first three changes caught him off guard, but after that, he was able to adapt to both sadness and joy.

This is due to the fact that he has become more and more sensitive to music, no matter what it is, it seems to him today that it is nothing more than a repetitive note.

Light or heavy, sharp or slow, everything comes from different combinations of notes, and finally derives countless possibilities.

However, even so, the outcome remains the same every time.

He would always be unconscious......

Every time he fell unconscious, he would find that he had come to the starry sky, so he did not resist.

Each time, he would come to a strange place, wearing silver gloves and silver wings, like an angel roaming in the stars.

And in the distance, there is always an illusory star that attracts him, getting closer and closer......

"Oh, it's all grass. Frog walked up to Shobimer, sniffed the breath of death on him, and turned to walk outside.

But the door was open, and Frog knew it was open when the music stopped, and his movements were watched by everyone outside.

A team of doctors mistakenly passed him, which made him amused.

Next to these doctors was a silver-haired woman, Wang Yingran.

She looked at him with hatred in her eyes, as if - a cow guarding a calf?

Frog couldn't help but smile, not caring about Wang Yingran's attitude.

The doctor had already started first aid, and he found a stool in the room and sat on it: "His talent is too good.

In a few days, his musicality will take shape.

"In fact he's the most gifted person I've ever met, not one of them.

"Actually, there's nothing strange about it, after all, it's a descendant of Xiao Shen......"

He was talking to himself, as if he was saying it to Wang Yingran, but Wang Yingran was directing and didn't care about it.

He looked at this scene, as if he had traveled back in time and space.

It gave him a smile on his face and continued: "I think he should go to elementary school, where he can learn more.

"Of course, the main thing is to make friends and learn to be less lonely. ”

He seemed to be saying to himself, but apparently it wasn't him who should have gone to elementary school, but Xiao Bimer.

Wang Yingran didn't speak, just glanced at him.

Frog understood what it meant, and he looked lazy, not as cold as he had been rumored.

He shook his head: "It's not a very good idea.

"You must know that it will not be you who will regret it in the future, but only him. ”

It's rare for him to be so patient, and he doesn't know why, at least every time he's relaxed.

It is rare to relax......

Wang Yingran looked at Xiao Bimo, who was slowly recovering under the care of the doctor, and then turned her head to look here.

She stared at him, and the look in her eyes was terrifying.

"At the age of ten, I would send him to study at Tuya College.

"There, he was able to meet real friends—

"And Hemmer City, it's too small for him. There will be no real friendship here. ”

Frog laughed, and he knew she would hear what he said about him.

"Good idea.

"But you can't make a decision for Xiao Shen. ”

His voice was low, cold, and exclamational.

But looking at his expression, he was relaxed, as if bathed in the sun, warm, but this was the night.