To be optimistic, to be positive, to have a good side in everything, to be positive, to be positive, to think about the good side, to be good......

After trying hard to motivate himself with the way the counselor taught him during the night training, Wu Qingchen finally found the good side.

The advantage is: I have one less problem to face---- I don't have to bother looking for my own room, and the family of the medieval world does not exist at all.

"Anoo, Los, Link ......"

Wu Qingchen lowered his head, the little girl held the plate that had been emptied in one hand, and shook Wu Qingchen's arm with the other, there was no cause and effect at all, Wu Qingchen couldn't guess what the little girl meant, so he had to take a few steps back in the direction of the little girl's force.

About this is what she asked, Wu Qingchen let go of the blocked road, and the little girl walked out of the room with a plate.

It's definitely not appropriate to stand outside, and it's not okay to block the door of the house, it looks like you must be going in.

Gritting his teeth, Wu Qingchen walked into the door of "home".

The room was filled with the two contradictory smells of smoke and dampness, and fortunately, although the smell was quite unpleasant, it was not stinky, much better than Wu Qingchen had expected.

After walking a few steps, Wu Qingchen's eyes were much darker, the middle-aged woman who had just greeted was tossing crops in the depths of the house, two children who couldn't see their gender were rolling on the bed wrapped in rags, the father was sitting on a dark and tattered chair, the elder brother was sitting next to him, holding a wooden bowl and drinking water, and the little girl who had just gone out walked in with a plate of beans from nowhere.

Looking left and right, Wu Qingchen sat next to his brother, also found a wooden bowl, filled half a glass of water, looked at the color of the water, sniffed it closely, and shook it to see a few blisters coming out.

Wu Qingchen fell back again.

The wooden bowl is a bit dirty and there is scum in the water.

These are not the point.

This is the water of the stream that has not been boiled.

Another major crisis in the medieval world.

The person in charge of explaining this content was a second lieutenant surnamed Zhou, Wu Qingchen was very impressed with him, and he didn't need to close his eyes, Wu Qingchen's eyes clearly appeared in front of his eyes, and the hands of Second Lieutenant Zhou were all over the place, and his ears also echoed the loud and serious voice of Second Lieutenant Zhou when he explained:

"Drinking such water can easily lead to colds, it is more likely to be infected with bacteria, cause diarrhea and dehydration, and in the absence of medical conditions, it is quite a troublesome disease, and in severe cases, it can even lead to death."

But my mouth was very thirsty.

Although he was very thirsty, Wu Qingchen neither drank raw water nor scooped some boiling water into the cauldron in the "kitchen".

In the medieval world, the ultimate goal of all labor was food, and food was certainly the most important material.

The contents of the cauldron, I don't think I have the qualifications to take them without permission.

Sitting on the chair with a dry mouth, Wu Qingchen fidgeted, and it didn't take long for the light in the room to dim again, and a tall figure came in.

"Ida, let in."

"in."

Who's this?

Wu Qingchen raised his head slightly, the person who came in was tall, his face was slightly dark, his eyebrows and eyes were slightly similar to those of "brother" and "father", holding a long wooden tool in his hand, and a wooden barrel hanging on his right shoulder.

"Idla, come in" was what the tall man said when he came in.

Idra should be the name of this tall man, and "厶丫入" should mean "back", which is also a member of his own "family"? Another "brother"?

I have to say that in less than a day's work, Wu Qingchen is currently cautious, and his level of observation has been improved to a level that he could not even think of in the past.

Sure enough, the tall Idra got into the depths of the house, put down the tools in his hand and the barrel on his shoulder, and quickly walked to sit next to Wu Qingchen, patted Wu Qingchen on the shoulder, and said something.

This sentence was more complicated, Wu Qingchen couldn't understand it, so he had to mumble out a few vague syllables in response, Idra seemed to have some doubts, but fortunately, his father pointed to Wu Qingchen's throat and explained instead.

Around the dark wooden table, next to Wu Qingchen, the three men sat in a semi-ring, it could be seen that they were tired from labor, and they didn't have much energy, and the three of them rarely spoke, nor did they move much, only occasionally drinking water silently.

After tossing the crops for a while, the middle-aged woman walked to the "kitchen" and worked with the teenage girl, and several large wooden bowls were soon placed on the dark table.

The food came.

Wu Qingchen got another surprise.

Looking at the "food" in the big wooden bowl in front of him, Wu Qingchen was silent for a long time, and finally barely found a few words that could describe them.

That's really ......

All-natural ......

Green......

Very green, green soup, green pods, green mush......

That's all, the portions in several large wooden bowls are very shallow.

Three wooden bowls were placed in front of each of the four men, and the middle-aged woman served each a bowl of soup, a bowl of bean pods, and a bowl of mush.

Obviously, the middle-aged woman did not distribute it evenly, the bowl in front of her father and Idra was the fullest, the bowl in front of Grace was slightly shallower, and by the time "Loth" Wu was in the morning, the three small bowls were only half full.

The middle-aged woman skillfully tilted the bowl slightly, scraped it with a wooden spoon, put the last bit of green food left in it into two small bowls, handed one to the little girl who had been standing next to her and swallowed saliva, took the remaining one herself, and sat down on the stake next to the "kitchen".

And then...... It's time to eat?

Listening to his father and two brothers grabbing the wooden spoon and eating in a daze, looking at the three small bowls in front of him, Wu Qingchen really couldn't raise his appetite.

The three things in the bowl made Wu Qingchen find the prototype for the scene of the wizard refining poison in the cartoon at first glance.

And, even if you haven't watched the cartoon...... Such a mushy poop...... Can it be counted as a link in the food chain?

Coo-goo-goo...... Reality is not subject to Wu Qingchen's will, and not eating is obviously not in line with the laws of scientific development in the medieval world.

After five hours of hard work, Wu Qingchen's stomach had already begun**.

Gritting his teeth and closing his eyes, Wu Qingchen helplessly picked up the green soup bowl in front of him.

Ten minutes later, Wu Qingchen ended dinner with his eyes rolling.

The process of eating is unforgettable.

The taste of dinner is indescribable.

In short, the first second he put down the wooden bowl, Wu Qingchen decided that he would never recall the taste of dinner, and Wu Qingchen even thought that even for people who drank Chinese medicine more than a dozen times a day, eating these green foods was definitely an extremely inhumane torture.

Even more terrifying is the fact that such food ...... No, the other people in the room ate such poison with relish, and the little girl even licked her lips as if she was still unsatisfied.

Wu Qingchen had to suspect that either the things in his bowl were very different, or that he and the others in the room were not the same creatures at all.

The middle-aged woman took away the last wooden bowl that Wu Qingchen had put down, and the dinner ended.

"Loos, Dras, Ira go to the next ......"

The father suddenly turned his head and spit out a string of syllables to Wu Qingchen, Wu Qingchen's mind turned rapidly, and he quickly recalled the analysis points explained by linguists, psychologists, and behaviorists, and quickly guessed that this sentence was either asking himself how he ate or how his throat was.

Wu Qingchen casually touched his throat, nodded slightly, and muttered vaguely, answering both guesses at the same time.

The father nodded, said another word, stood up and walked into the depths of the room, and the two brothers also stood up at the same time, walking behind the father.

What is this for?

Wu Qingchen hurriedly followed.

Walking to the corner of the wall, standing in front of the stacked tools, my father stopped, pointed to a long farm tool, a hook-shaped farm tool, a wooden bucket, said a few words to Idra, and then pointed to a hand rake, a wooden shovel, and two wooden sticks, and said a few words to Grace and Wu Qingchen.

This is...... A live-action role-playing game? Team up to play DOTA at night?

But I like to use pit vipers, not pandas that play with sticks.

Wu Qingchen, who had only this activity after dinner on weekdays, inevitably began to associate with it.

Of course, there were no Internet cafes in the medieval world, and my father didn't have the idea of playing games. After explaining to the three sons, the father walked out of the corner, walked to the bed near the log on the left and lay down......

Idra and Grace, who had finished nodding, also walked out of the corner, walked to another bed, and lay down on it......

That's sleeping? It's only 7 o'clock at most, right?

Wu Qingchen understood that there was no entertainment at night in the medieval world, and after a hard day's work, his father and two brothers were very tired.

But eating and sleeping is still a bit too exaggerated.

Wu Qingchen looked around, his father and brother had begun to sleep, the middle-aged woman was still cleaning up the dishes, the teenage girl was helping, the two children who didn't know if they had learned to speak were rolling around on the bed, the hens, goats, and cows were not willing to be lonely, and they also called twice from time to time.

Looking out the door, the sun had already set, and there was no light outside.

What can you do?

Helplessly, observing the distribution of the bed, Wu Qingchen walked next to Grace and also lay down on the bed.

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Five hours after the Middle World, ten minutes after Earth time.

Next door to the room where Wu Qingchen rested.

More than a dozen medical observation instruments and display screens are densely packed on the wall, and their terminal sensors are directly connected to the next room, under the bed where Wu Qingchen is lying.

These instruments and display screens are all turned on, and they are flashing in turns, and the data marked on them with Wu Qingchen's various body parameters is constantly fluctuating slightly.

There are three doctors in white coats standing next to each device, and every half minute or so, one of the three doctors in each group will press the intercom that his right hand has been holding tightly, and issue an announcement such as: "Everything is normal" or "There is a change in blood pressure, all departments are paying attention".

In front of these dense instruments, next to a metal platform of about three meters, more than a dozen other doctors gathered together had just finished discussing again.

"That's it, right?"

Professor Zhang, who was presiding over the meeting, looked around again, and the doctors who were swept by his gaze nodded cooperatively.

"Okay, one last confirmation......"

No longer wasting time, Professor Zhang looked at the display screen in front of him and carefully revised his final opinion several times: "Year, month, day, and hour, the 37th observation, there is no abnormal change, the target heartbeat is 57-61, blood pressure is 85-125, and the muscle response is ...... ...... brain activity Physical activity...... In summary, the medical team believes that the subject is still in a state of fatigue and light sleep, and the sleep of the Middle World has no direct effect on the subject's actual body...... Wake-up is not recommended. ”

"Do you have any comments?"

After reading it in its entirety, Professor Zhang looked around again, and made sure that there were no objections for the last time, and finally pressed the confirmation button on the keyboard in front of him, and finally sent it out after carefully modifying it several times.

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A second later.

The report of the medical team was transmitted to the Intelligence Analysis Center.

The three officers in charge of the preliminary screening of intelligence carefully read the full text and marked their own opinions.

----

One and a half minutes later.

The medical team report, marked with the opinion of three officers, one supervisor, and one team leader, was transmitted to the intelligence department at a higher level.

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Two minutes later.

An analytical department of a military academy.

After receiving the report sent by the officer, Yang Dan glanced at the title quickly, glanced at the analysis data of the heartbeat blood pressure in front of him at a glance, quickly jumped to the conclusion of the last part, grabbed the pen and quickly crossed a few words, and signed his name.

"This transfer to the Second Staff Department ......"

The officer took the report, Yang Dan pressed his head hard, and after seven hours of high-intensity work, Yang Dan's head had already ached, and the blood vessels of the hilar brain had probably become a mess.

It's like a mess of countless documents in front of me.

They come from all over the world from military departments and scientific research institutions that can be named or cannot be named, and they record all kinds of information, data, analysis results, next step proposals, and so on that are impossible to distinguish between important and irrelevant information.

To add insult to injury, such things are often contradictory and conflicting, and the only thing that can be said for sure is how quickly they are increasing in number and speed.

"Beep......

Another document came out of the exit of fax machine No. 23.

This is the result of an analysis from France, Europe.

After sitting here for more than ten years, Yang Dan has long memorized the numbering rules of these fax machines.

The officer on duty in the fourth district quickly scanned the document and signed his name, and the document was quickly transferred to Yang Dan, and the content that had been translated into Chinese was short and clear:

France Shared Intelligence (confirmed): At 18:47 on 01/01 in the Medieval World, Subject 1's behavior was to explain the content of the next day's labor.

Results of the analysis (confirmed): Important characteristics of the serf class: uncertain servitude, i.e., the content of the next day's labor is unknown that night. The social status of the subject target family is determined to exclude the serf class.

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The next day was soon in coming.

"Loos...... Los ......"

Shake your hair...... Trapped to death...... Wu Qingchen turned over and pushed his arm away.

"Loos...... Lowes! ”

It's noisy...... Wu Qingchen opened a line of eyes dimly, blinked slightly, and instantly bounced up.

It's miserable! The alarm clock didn't go off...... It's going to be late! What about cell phones, cell phones, damn cell phones?

Grabbing the bed and flipping it vigorously, Wu Qingchen's hands froze suddenly.

Instead of pale yellow sheets, he was covered with hay hardwood, and instead of cotton silk pajamas, he was dressed in rough underrobes.

Why not just dream...... Lao Tzu is still in this damn place......

Turning around, Grace was standing beside the bed, staring at Wu Qingchen's inexplicable tossing of the bed with a strange expression.

Touching his face to make himself more sober, Wu Qingchen coughed, touched his throat and muttered vaguely.

Grace didn't ask anything, and quietly waited for Wu Qingchen to follow the steps he had memorized when he undressed last night, slowly put on his outer robe, and get up from the bed completely, before pointing to the two wooden sticks that were placed diagonally on the side of the bed.

"Iraha, Dessel Hild ......"

Wu Qingchen was already able to understand this sentence, "Here you go, let's go." ”

Isn't this the stick that my father pointed at last night? Wu Qingchen raised his head, only to find that Grace's hands were holding the hand rake and the wooden shovel that his father had pointed at once last night.

Grace beckoned, and walked to the door with Wu Qingchen, who was still a little confused, his father was already standing outside the door, and when he saw the two coming out, he nodded and walked to the front.

This is...... Going to work?

"Big Brother ......"

Walking out of the wooden house, looking into the distance, and then at the sky, Wu Qingchen, who came to the medieval world, had tears in his eyes, and could no longer suppress the excited feelings in his heart.

Looking at Grace, who stayed to wake him up, Wu Qingchen clearly called "big brother" for the first time.

"It's pitch black everywhere, and there are stars in the sky! Big brother, you are my brother! You are more poisonous than Huang Shiren, and Zhou Papi's rooster crow in the middle of the night is not as ruthless as you! ”