Chapter 7 Scientist "This time the compensation was rejected by the higher-ups." Foreman Zhang Ling, who was wearing a gray vest whose original color could no longer be seen and whose messy hair was covered with coal dust, fiercely extinguished the cigarette in his hand after getting off the train. Following beside him, Yan Li, the foreman at the coal mine, also frowned. "I told you last time that the company above doesn't care about this little money, but the above has a quota every year. If the quota is exceeded, the mine will be banned from killing people." Zhang Ling showed his yellow teeth and sneered, as if he was amused by the idea of banning the death. "What if you don't pay us? Wouldn't it be a waste of our time to do those jobs? We took risks, but in the end we didn't get a penny?" Yan Li seemed much more experienced, he shook his head and said. "Don't worry. Even if there is no open compensation, as long as the families of the dead workers cause trouble, the mine will always give some benefits to those who lead the most violent troubles in private. The money will definitely pass through our hands." "But this is still not enough! That's all my money!"
"Let's be more restrained this year. Next year, when there are new targets, we can use those old bachelors to squeeze out the fat of the land." "This is a lousy company, full of hypocrisy, they even set targets for the dead!" Zhang Ling cursed angrily, and just when he was in a very bad mood and was about to go home to vent his anger on his wife, a tall figure suddenly loomed over him. He was cautious and did not swear first. Instead, he raised his head and looked at the person who was blocking his way. This is a young man, no older than twenty years old. He was very tall, nearly meters, a head taller than Zhang Ling. His face was covered in dust and was dirty. He looked no different from the laborers around him, but he still gave people the impression that he was a good-looking guy. The young man was accompanied by a girl who was wearing ordinary linen clothes and had half grey and half green hair. The girl kept holding onto the arm of the young man next to her and lowered her head, making people look down on her appearance. "Foreman Zhang?" The young man extended his hand enthusiastically. Zhang Ling was a little puzzled, but he still reached out and shook hands with him. "We know each other?" "This is the first time we meet. I heard about you from other people. My name is Zhao Wei." The young man who called himself Zhao Wei kept smiling and looked like a very sociable and outgoing person. While speaking, he took out two crumpled cigarettes from his pocket and handed them to Zhang Ling and Yan Li beside him in a flattering manner. Zhang Ling took the low-quality cigarette that only low-level laborers would smoke, and Zhao Wei immediately took out a match and helped him light it. In the smoke, Zhang Ling enjoyed the pleasure of nicotine entering his lungs, squinting his eyes and looking at Zhao Wei with a smile. "Is something wrong?" "I want to find a job that can earn me a living." Zhao Wei said straight to the point, "The salary doesn't matter, as long as we don't starve to death!" Yan Li, who had been silent, frowned. He was about to interrupt and refuse, but was suddenly stopped by Zhang Ling. Zhang Ling glanced at the little girl following Zhao Wei, neither agreed nor refused, but continued to ask. "Is there no one else in your family?"
"My parents died of illness, and I am the only one left with my sister. I don't ask for anything else now, as long as I can have a bite to eat and not starve to death." "Do you have an ID card?" "If there is, I won't look for you." "That means he is an illegal resident." Zhang Ling flicked the ash off his cigarette and said slowly, "Since you have found out about me, you should know that the price for illegal resident is different." "I understand. I'll pay you 80 a day, and I'll give you 35 as tea money. There's no compensation if something goes wrong, and you can bury the body where the person died." "Just follow the rules. Meet me at Platform 5 at 19: tomorrow morning." Zhao Wei immediately expressed his gratitude excitedly. After Zhang Ling waved his hand impatiently, he tactfully took his sister and left. Looking at the tall and short figures walking away, Yan Li began to question in a low voice. "Didn't you just say you're not going to do it this year? Why did you recruit him?" Zhang Ling took the last puff of his cigarette and said with a smile. "You can only focus on the compensation. This guy is not bad looking. Although his sister's face can't be seen clearly, she must be good-looking. Kill this guy and then sell his sister. Wouldn't that make more money than the compensation?" Yan Li's character is much more cautious, but since Zhang Ling insisted on doing it, he would not interrupt or interfere, but just warned him. "Don't overdo it. If something goes wrong, neither of us can escape!" "Don't worry, I have a measure." "That foreman named Zhang seems to have no sense of propriety." Levi, who had casually changed his last name, said thoughtfully after returning to the alley. Feng Zi still looked dissatisfied as she grabbed her half-gray and half-green hair, just like a rebellious little girl. "You have no sense of propriety? Can you still regret and ask for the cigarettes back? I exchanged them for my clothes." She seemed reluctant to part with the dress and was clutching a few coins tightly in her hand, looking like a miser. That was when she was exchanging clothes for other things. She used all her words and reason to argue for more money. As soon as she got the money, she behaved like a squirrel in the winter and kept the coins carefully. Levi glanced at Fengzi's useless look, but in his heart he was carefully recalling Zhang Ling's every move and the details of his expression. "When he seems to be considering something, his eyes keep looking at you from time to time. It always feels like he is thinking about something bad." When Fengzi heard this, she looked Levi up and down with a curious look on her face, which made Levi look at her strangely. "What are you looking at me doing?" "626, where did you learn these things? Did living in that testing ground allow you to understand the ways of the world and read people's expressions?" Levi just said it without blushing or beating his heart. "After you gave me that injection, I suddenly learned it." Fengzi seemed to have blind trust in his words. Even if it was such an answer, she would believe it first and then look for the reason. "You were created by combining million excellent male samples. It is very likely that your brain cells also contain the thoughts and subconsciousness of these million men! The key is to stimulate this subconsciousness, so that you can know it at birth!"
Fengzi's eyes sparkled. "If those people at the Institute of Biology knew about this, they would definitely try every possible way to study your brain!" Levi could see that she was suffering from her occupational disease again. Whenever this lame girl faces problems in scientific research, she always shows extraordinary interest. He is also very stingy and greedy for money. "Instead of thinking about dissecting my brain, I should think about what's happening right now. The police are looking for us everywhere." Hearing his words, Fengzi's face suddenly became worried again. "Then shall we go with him to the train tomorrow?" "Go, why not? We are not really going there to work as laborers. We just want to take a ride." Levi is obviously the one who makes the decision between the two. As the first internal tester to enter the game test, he has rich experience. If he wants to advance the plot quickly, he obviously needs to think of some alternative ways. He seemed to have thought of something and looked at Feng Zi again. "By the way, what is this key for?" Fengzi looked at him and answered seriously. “It can help you open the door to science and become a scientist on the road of exploration and order!” "Scientist?" Levi repeated the title in an inexplicable tone. Levi's understanding of the world is indeed still at the most superficial level, which is seeing with his eyes. When he killed his "parents", he already felt that his physical fitness was a little too high. He can easily knock out an adult, and even lift up "Dad's" body of over 100 pounds with one hand without any effort. This is definitely not a level that a normal person can possess. But what he was sure of was that he couldn't be the only exception in the game, otherwise everyone else would be an ordinary person, and if players just leveled up or increased their attributes a little, they would become invincible, and there would be no motivation to continue improving. Therefore, Levi has actually been paying careful attention all the time, fearing that some cultivators/psychics/magicians/fighting masters who can move mountains and seas, or ride on clouds and mist will suddenly appear around him. But, scientists? Feng Zi certainly didn't know what Levi was thinking, but she could see that he didn't understand. "After the scientific rules that humans had explored for who knows how many years ago were shattered and exiled underground, the laws that were known to everyone were in the hands of a few people. The laws of nature no longer belonged to nature, but to scientists." "Each fragment of the natural law is called a key. It will give ordinary people the opportunity to inherit science, and will also promote the evolution of normal people's bodies, so that they can better adapt to the natural laws that have been classified as private." Levi didn't have any opinion on what she said. In his opinion, the people in the plot team were just constructing a false and reasonable background for the supernatural powers in this game. The so-called scientist is just a title. Whether this title is changed to a psychic or a magician, it will not have any impact. He looked Feng Zi up and down. "Are you a scientist?" Feng Zi's reaction was a little strange when she heard this question.
She looked down at her leg that limped when she walked, and spoke in a low voice with an inexplicable loneliness in her tone. "Me? I'm no longer qualified." (End of this chapter)