Now, Xiao Ming's feelings for Gong Er are certainly not feelings, but rather a feeling that he has quite complicated feelings for her.
On the one hand, he instinctively wants to protect her, whether out of instinct to protect the weak or out of the promises he made.
On the other hand, he instinctively rejected her, not only because of his deep-seated hatred of the little devil, but also because of her attraction to him.
However, what he struggled with most was that he was attracted to the most inappropriate woman, but this woman treated him with disdain.
So, although she had saved him, and of course he had saved her, he just couldn't keep a good look towards her.
In the past few days, although he and she stayed in a small space, they regarded each other as nothing, and did not even meet their eyes.
The most difficult thing about being a human being is the brothers sandwiched between him and her.
On the one hand, they have to respect him, and on the other hand, they have to maintain a good relationship with her.
After all, this is a team, and Gong Er is the only woman in the team.
Even though he is a little devil, he is also a cute little devil, giving the brothers the motivation to persevere.
It is unimaginable that without Gong Er, the brothers would go crazy just missing their wives and worrying about what happened to them.
As strong as Xiao Ming, he had the idea of giving up his life more than once, let alone the other brothers.
In the last days and in this world, people must find a faith to live on.
At first, Xiao Ming only fought for the simplest life.
From the day he met Wanruo, his life began to change.
From fighting for love, fighting for responsibility, to fighting for hope, he Step by step, grow into a real man.
But he suddenly went from having everything to losing everything, and became a slave whose freedom and life were controlled by others.
He couldn't see a glimmer of hope.
What else could he fight for?
If he had been living purely for the sake of living, he wouldn't be so confused.
The problem is, he has seen the infinite scenery of dangerous peaks and can no longer go back to the original point of confusion.
Although Xiao Ming's body is recovering, his belief in living has never recovered.
Sometimes, he envied Gong Er, because hatred can make people survive.
He also envied the other brothers because they had him as their spiritual support and believed that he could lead them back to their own world.
But what he has is responsibility, and this responsibility has almost overwhelmed him.
He even hopes that it will crush him to death, and it will be over.
Of course, Xiao Ming did not disclose these pessimistic and negative thoughts to anyone.
On the surface, he remained as optimistic and positive as ever, urging his brothers to run and exercise every day.
As long as he lives one day, he must stick to this responsibility.
Until after breakfast that day, an oval door opened automatically on the curved wall, and two strange men and women appeared in front of everyone.
Since everyone was imprisoned in the submarine's cabin, they had been living a life without being cared about.
Now someone finally asked about it.
They stood up excitedly and looked at the visitor with expectant and anxious eyes.
The man is a black man, tall and muscular.
He is covered with a piece of gray cloth, which only covers his torso, exposing his strong limbs.
His facial features are like a stone, and he has a dignified appearance.
The woman was wearing a white cloak, and through the thin veil, she could vaguely see a beautiful oriental face and a slim figure.
A green cloth belt was wrapped from the shoulders, around the chest and abdomen, barely covering the buttocks, and wrapped around On one thigh, full of charm.
The man and woman, both wearing red cross brooches on their chests, walked barefoot to the middle of the cell and introduced themselves.
The man first spoke in English, and the woman again in Chinese.
The woman's voice was gentle, but her tone was impolite: "Slaves, my name is Sally, and I am your image artist.
This is your trainer, named Johnson.
From today on, your slave team will be led by the two of us.
Responsible.
We will train you until the Rome trials are held in a month.
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If you are lucky, you will win again and qualify for the Battle of Berlin.
We will continue to accompany you to witness your transformation from slaves to free people. moment" It turns out that Xiao Ming and the others are not ordinary slaves.
They have a resounding name, Zhan Slave, and the Yellow Team also has a majestic title, Slave Battle Team.
However, in the end, the word "slave" could not escape my mind.
Xiao Ming's eyes lit up, and the brothers and Gong Er also cheered up.
They finally had hope and saw the hope of regaining their freedom.
Although it seems from Sally's introduction that they still have to pass two levels, it can only be inferred from the danger of the first battle in the arena that the remaining two levels will be more difficult, but at least there is no need to make random guesses.
After the introduction, Johnson turned around and walked out of the automatic door, leaving Sally alone.
Although Xiao Ming longed for freedom, he could only look at the door and sigh, because Sally had just reminded the war slaves that they must not come out of this door, otherwise the silver belt around their waists would explode.
I saw Sally walking to the wall on the right and groping on it.
A row of small white drawers popped out, and there were no mechanisms.
She waved to Xiao Ming: "Come here bald, I'll help you take care of your image first."
Obviously, she knows the situation of the Yellow Team very well, and even knows Xiao Ming's nickname.
Although Xiao Ming resisted the nickname given by Gong Er, he did not dare to neglect and stood in front of her.
The other brothers and Gong Er all looked over curiously to see how Sally took care of her image.
The war slaves are all naked, what kind of image can they have?
Sally walked around Xiao Ming, pinching and touching him, as if inspecting an animal.
The other brothers looked at each other in shock, thinking that they could not escape such treatment.
Xiao Ming felt that the man's dignity had been greatly insulted, but he had to bow his head under the roof.
After Sally finished checking, she took out a hair clipper from the drawer and shaved off Xiao Ming's hair that was burnt by the fire, then shaved off his beard and even the hair everywhere on his body.
Xiao Ming thought to himself, why are the women he meets more perverted than the others?
Sally looked at it with satisfaction: "This fits the image of a bald head."
It wasn't over yet.
Sally found another pair of tweezers and peeled off the large and small scabs from the burns on Xiao Ming's back like fish scales.
Xiao Ming felt pain and numbness in his back.
Although he couldn't see it, he could still imagine that the red flesh on the wound was exposed and even bloodshot.
Just thinking about it was unbearable.
However, this discomfort ended quickly, because Sally applied another layer of oil on his back.
It was cool and comfortable, and then she clapped her hands and said, "This way there will be no scars, bald head.
Go cool down."
Next it was Gong Er's turn.
Sally took the same care of her and used several tools to remove all the hair on her body except her hair, as if to match Xiao Ming.
Gong Er's body trembled slightly and he accepted it.
Sally took out another hand-held power tool, asked Gong Er to lie down, and tattooed a heart-shaped pattern on the bite mark left by Xiao Ming, then painted it and applied ointment.
Gong Er's eyes were filled with tears, his face was red, and he endured the physical pain and psychological shame.
The brothers all consciously turned their backs.
It took Sally half a day to take care of everyone.
The brothers had new hairstyles, shaved their beards, and each of them regained their youthful demeanor.
They no longer recognized each other.
Sally hardly stopped, dutifully, and stayed to join the group for lunch.
As if thanks to her influence, the brothers had a long-lost Chinese meal: braised chicken nuggets, spring rolls, meatballs, Yangchun noodles and white rice.
The fat man is the happiest, feasting happily.
While eating, Sally took off her white cloak and revealed her true face in Lushan.
She was about twenty-five or six years old, with plump features and an expression of emotion between her brows.
It looked like she had not suffered anything.
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This time, the distance between her and everyone was narrowed.
Everyone talked a lot while eating and drinking.
Sally took the initiative to talk about the cultural characteristics of the Fourth Reich: advocating human body beauty, pursuing nature, encouraging competition, emphasizing eugenics, and emphasizing order.
Xiao Ming heard that these are the essence of human civilization.
It seems that the cross-crossed people have deeply reflected on the evil deeds of mankind before the nuclear disaster, and are not as extreme as Gong Er said.
Speaking of which, from the black market in their hometown to Bangkok, Singapore and even Saigon, the human survivors of the end of the world are reflecting in different ways.
It is difficult to say whether the Fourth Reich is finding the right path for the re-emergence of human civilization.
After lunch, Sally still didn't leave.
Today's work is all hers.
In the afternoon, she first taught everyone the laws that everyone must abide by in the Fourth Reich, including the three major laws for slaves.
First, under no circumstances may a slave harm a free man.
Of course, free people cannot harm slaves at will, because slaves belong to the state and only the state can punish them.
Second, slaves must remain unconditionally humble and obedient in front of free men.
For example, any reasonable request by a free person may not be refused, including requests for work and requests for sex.
Except for war slaves, because the duty of war slaves is to fight.
Third, slaves have the right to protect their own lives, but they must not violate the first and second laws
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