Gunfire, Punk and Necromancer

"Oh, let me take a good look." The friendly smile bloomed from the moment Zhuang Feifei entered the yard, and then paused on Zhuang Xuteng: "You kid... go to work in the fields! You didn't forget how to clean up. And add fertilizer, right?”

"You're going to work as soon as you get back? Can't you let me drink some water?" Zhuang Xuteng rolled his eyes, reflexively wanting to cheat.

"My kettle is over there, making tea. You can drink it. Today we have to complete insect fields four to seven. Don't forget to take the kettle back when you're done, and close the door to prevent weasels from running in."

Zhuang Xuteng sighed. In their family, status was linked to academic performance, so he would definitely be sent to work. Zhuang Xuteng lingered in front of his home, changing into deep waterproof boots while observing his parents with his shadowy eyes. The skin in the center of their backs had been implanted with shadow implants, and it seemed to have a good texture. It should be the "skin mutation alleviation implant" mentioned by Zhuang Teng.

Skin cancer and other cancers are almost considered occupational diseases among insect farmers. Fortunately, Zhuang Teng found a good job and was able to (barely) afford the relevant medical expenses. Otherwise, in a few years, he would not be more than the fourth in this industry. In ten years, they are bound to develop some kind of malignant tumor.

"Feifei, check their health. I'm going to the fields." Zhuang Xuteng put on his raincoat, put on his heavy lead helmet, picked up the net bag by the door and set off. Their family did not live with the town, but settled on the edge of the fields, so that they could travel less and do more work.

Today's agriculture has long become a subcategory of industry, and the only thing that has been inherited is the title of "farmer". The so-called fields are actually some gray glass greenhouses, each one hundred meters long and ten meters wide, with two rows of long breeding ponds inside.

The cement pond has sent away several generations of farmers, and it is also full of scars. The patches, large and small, come from different periods and have different colors. They are all the result of the collision between cement and people.

If it hits the cement, it will break the skin or even break the bones at most. It will not be fatal easily, but the "growth-promoting light" above the head is another matter. This kind of light specially designed for breeding "mealworms" does not take the safety of the workers into consideration at all. Its ultraviolet and other harmful ray radiation capabilities are just on the boundary line that the human body can withstand, and it has obtained the so-called safety approval.

However, as long as the voltage increases and the exposure time is extended, it will definitely exceed the human body's ability to withstand it. Increasing lighting intensity and time is a necessary means to speed up the growth of mealworms and increase company profits. As a result, all mealworm farms are in a state that is fully ready for inspection and fully guaranteed to cause tumors.

All methods have been tried, but there is no way to avoid the effects of growth-promoting lamps unless wearing the highest level of isolation clothing and risking being heated to death by the temperature in the room. If you can't prevent it, you can only treat it. The treatment cost of hundreds of thousands of euros per person is a heavy burden for any family here. If Zhuang Teng had not left the farm and worked as a senior engineer in a well-known company in Peicheng, he would certainly not have been able to afford it.

Zhuang Xuteng complained that "he is always asked to do the work," but in fact he didn't come here that often. No parent wants their children to live a life where working for up to forty years will inevitably lead to malignant tumors. They have endured the damage themselves and hope that their offspring can find a safer environment and escape this fate. Zhuang Xuteng only followed his parents to raise mealworms before graduation, when it was very difficult to find a job. This was only a "last resort." When he found a formal job at the Magic Crystal Factory, he was never asked to raise bugs again.

There may be two reasons why he is allowed to come here now - Zhuang Xuteng analyzed in his mind. One is that the tasks in the field are tight and he really can't stop; the other is that they already know that he has no work, which is a disguised form of asking him to explain the situation quickly.

The news of the collapse of the Twenty-One Magic Crystal Factory was not kept secret. If you want to find out, you can definitely find out. The parents were both in recuperation before, so the news may be relatively limited. How can they not care about their children's condition after returning home? Just make a phone call to the Magic Crystal Factory, and once you hear what's happening on the other end of the phone, you'll understand everything.

It is estimated that they are holding Zhuang Feifei now and asking her about her life situation to see if they have taken good care of their sister. Zhuang Xuteng snorted, stretched his net bag into the pool, stirred it on the soft mud, made a clearing, and then gently stepped into the gray-white muddy water. His job is very simple. He keeps picking up the mealworms to see if their shape and color are normal. He picks out the unhealthy ones and puts the rest back. After checking, he evenly sprinkles medicinal powder on the pool.

The so-called mealworm is a white fleshy insect the size of a finger. It is a chubby, plump, elastic body and an artificial creature that lacks the ability to move. Its other functions have been reduced, and only its ability to absorb, transform and store nutrients has been enhanced. It has a feed-to-nutrient conversion rate that far exceeds that of any other known organism, making it the most important food source in modern society.

Unless you step on it deliberately and hard, this thing usually survives the sole. Since it cannot hide or move, Zhuang Xuteng only needs to use a wide net bag to pick it up row by row, take a quick look, pick out the unhealthy ones that have turned yellow, and throw them to the ground outside to wait for follow-up treatment. Basically, he will not miss them. .

This work is very monotonous and boring. There are many times of salvaging and lowering, which is also quite energy-consuming. Zhuang Xuteng regarded it as a physical exercise. He worked from greenhouse No. 4 to greenhouse No. 7, and finally only the last one was left. At this time, the door of the greenhouse opened and Zhuang Teng walked in.

The two of them looked very similar and were about the same size. One was gentle and the other was strong and agile.

"Hey, you're wearing this too?" Zhuang Xuteng stopped what he was doing and looked at his eldest brother who was also dressed up, expressing that he couldn't understand: "My parents asked you to help me?"

"No, I came here by myself." The eldest brother pointed to the pool and asked, "Should I go with you, or should I go to another pool?"

"You go back, I will finish it soon. Why, you won't leave?" Zhuang Xuteng frowned, feeling that something was not right, and said: "I think you should not come down and make trouble for me. If anything happens, just Speak on dry land and I listen.”

"That's okay." Zhuang Teng put the net bag aside casually. He really didn't have the experience or skills in this industry. "I heard you changed jobs?"

"Don't be secretive. What do you know? What do you want to know? Just ask."

"Zhuang Feifei sold you and said you would now work as a mercenary, doing the job of licking blood from the blade of a knife."

"Only perverts lick the blood from the blade! I don't." Zhuang Xuteng said while salvaging the meat bugs: "I also want to work well in the magic crystal factory, but it is not my responsibility if it collapses! The mercenaries are also It’s good. I’ve made money, made friends, and now I’ve opened doors and gained a firm foothold. I quite like doing this business, and I’m much happier than in the Magic Crystal Factory.”

"But it's also dangerous."

"Isn't the Magic Crystal Factory dangerous? The Magic Crystal Factory collapsed. I almost went bankrupt and almost got Feifei involved. Isn't this dangerous?" Along with the sound of gray water stirring, Zhuang Xuteng's voice was very calm. He said: "I earned The money was worth the risk I took, or even far exceeded. I didn’t waste my time or my life, this was everything I wanted.”

"Oh...you...I..." Zhuang Teng organized his words and said, "I'm afraid you'll suddenly disappear."

"I'm afraid too, so I'll try to avoid it as much as possible. It might be easier to understand from another perspective: Suppose I'm the PCPD now, fighting gangs every day, earning a PCPD salary, and no so-called extra income. Would you feel better?"

"I'm not a fool. A PCPD like that is more dangerous." Zhuang Teng thought for a moment and said, "But PCPD has pensions and benefits, while mercenaries rely entirely on themselves. In a short period of time, maybe..."

"I have more than one million in my bank card now, and I will have this amount again in the future, and this is the payment from my previous job." Zhuang Xuteng said: "How long do you think I can earn so much money at the Magic Crystal Factory?" ?”

The eldest brother was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "There is nothing more convincing than money, right?"

"Of course, but I won't tell you." Zhuang Xuteng chuckled and said, "To be honest, I was afraid that you wouldn't understand, so I didn't dare to come back until I made money. Now that I have made money, I'm not wanted. , was not hunted down, became more and more popular in the mercenary profession, and was even commended by the PCPD. I like this profession and there is no reason not to continue doing it."

"Okay, you've convinced me. All I can say is that you have to pay attention to your own safety." Zhuang Teng hesitated and asked, "Have you ever killed anyone?"

"This question does not need an answer." Zhuang Xuteng said.

"Well, just think that the question just now was my last act of naivety... But that's in the past, let's talk about the future. Now that you have money, you should buy yourself medical insurance, and then make some safe investments to leave some pension for yourself. Money. These things may seem tedious and boring, but they are beneficial after all. I’m afraid you will have too much money all at once and spend it carelessly.”

Zhuang Xuteng thought for a moment and nodded: "What you said makes sense. I don't know how to spend the money I keep, and I don't even understand bank investment. This is what I think: if I treat my parents, if If there are any remaining balances or debts, please pay them back first. I know you are stubborn, so just treat it as something I lent to you without any interest, which is better than giving the interest to others in vain, right?"

"Who said I was in debt? Zhuang Feifei? She spread rumors!"

"No foreign debt? Wouldn't that be better? You can help me find some investment opportunities. It is best to get a pension for the whole family. Parents can't always fish for bugs, which is not good for the body. And they want to be safe and secure. , you have many ways to transfer the money, make it look safe, and find a way for them to enjoy it? "

"Hiss... your idea is quite good. Let me think about it... maybe there is an investment opportunity that can really change our family's economic situation."

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