Chen Zifei pretended to be enthusiastic on the surface, but a bad feeling arose in his heart. No, this woman named Bai Lian must have bad intentions.
Xiaochun's eyelids were twitching, and she was pretending to be excited. When she saw this pink liquid, her heart went crazy. She didn't dare to drink this kind of thing.
The corner of Bai Lian's mouth raised slightly, showing a strange smile, and said slowly: "Don't worry, everyone, the divine religion is fair. As long as you contribute to the divine religion, the divine religion will never be stingy with these sacred water."
"Starting from tomorrow, we will not draw blood here together. We will send syringes and blood bags to you shortly. You can draw them in your room and hand them over to the goddess when we gather tomorrow..." Bai Lian said gently
said.
"Master Divine Envoy, what do you mean by the divine water you just talked about? Does it mean whoever submits the most blood bags tomorrow will get the divine water?" said the burly man just now.
The rest of the people also looked at the White Lotus Divine Envoy in confusion, waiting for her answer.
The White Lotus Divine Envoy glanced at the burly man and said with a smile: "If it is given to the person who donates the most blood, then there will be too few people who can get the divine water. The divine religion is to improve your body, and it will not be stingy with these external things.
Anyone who can hand in three bags of plasma tomorrow will get a bottle of divine water."
Hearing the words of the White Lotus Divine Envoy, everyone's eyes suddenly lit up. It is too difficult to get the first place by donating blood, and there are too many lives at stake, but if it is only three bags, you can still give it a try.
"If you try hard, even if you beat me to death, I will still draw out three bags of blood." A teenage boy said excitedly, clenching his fists.
"Three bags... My old arms and legs really can't draw so much blood. It's hard to find blood vessels..." the gray-haired old lady said with a bitter face.
"Hey, Bai Lian seems to have said that just handing over the plasma will be enough." The burly man suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and said meaningfully.
Xiaochun didn't understand what was going on, but she already felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere, as if something bad was about to happen, so she subconsciously took another step closer to Chen Zifei.
Chen Zifei frowned. Damn it, this woman pretends to be a white lotus on the surface, but her heart is comparable to that of a snake and a scorpion. This makes her want to draw blood, but she doesn't say she has to draw her own. If she wants to get more plasma, the easiest way is to rape her.
It belongs to others. Is this clearly asking everyone to kill each other?
Some men showed ferocious looks in their eyes and were already sizing up the people around them, while some who reacted slowly were still thinking about how they would work hard to extract three bags of plasma. What if they drank a bottle of water first, and then
If you draw blood, you should be able to draw out more blood.
In the cell, as soon as Chen Zifei opened the lid of the lunch box, he heard the sound of gurgling. He raised his head slightly and saw Xiaochun on the bed opposite, holding white porridge, staring at the lunch box in his hand, swallowing saliva.
Chen Zifei couldn't help but laugh. He raised the lunch box in his hand and said, "What? Do you want to eat?"
Xiaochun nodded immediately, then quickly shook his head, looking at Chen Zifei warily and said: "What do you want to do? I will not betray myself for a box of lunch."
Chen Zifei's head was full of black lines and he said gloomily: "Are you worth more than a lunch box here?"
Xiaochun was speechless. She had also read some doomsday novels. When life was not guaranteed, there were no legal and moral constraints at all. The strong was the rule. In that kind of environment, a woman
There really isn't necessarily a piece of bread worth more.
And now, although this is not the end of the world, being locked up here in a place whose name I don't know is almost the same as that. The more I think about it, the sadder it becomes. Xiaochun becomes more and more frightened in his heart and stares at Chen Zifei nervously.
Originally, Chen Zifei just wanted to tease Xiaochun, but he didn't expect her to react so strongly.
Chen Zifei took Xiaochun's porridge, and before Xiaochun could react, he gave her the lunch box in his hand.
Xiaochun was stunned for a moment and looked at Chen Zifei in surprise.
"Okay, feel free to eat. I'm not interested in you. I just have a bad appetite and want to eat something light." Chen Zifei smiled slightly, said casually, and then took a big gulp of the porridge.
Seeing Chen Zifei drinking porridge with gusto, Xiaochun was suddenly moved. She felt it. This man should really just give her the lunch box out of kindness. In this kind of environment, if a man and a woman live together in the same room, even if they are...
If he doesn't eat his lunch, he won't be able to resist what he wants to do to him, and he doesn't need to take care of himself.
"Thank you." Xiaochun blushed and said sheepishly.
Chen Zifei smiled, said nothing, and continued to drink the porridge.
Chen Zifei is not a benevolent woman. If he were on the battlefield, he would never give high-protein food like chicken legs to Xiaochun. Even if she is a character beauty, food is life in that environment, and he would not give it randomly.
Kindness means irresponsibility for one's own life and for teammates.
But it's different now. Although he is still locked up here, there is no threat to his life. At least he has not met the mastermind behind the scenes.
Not long after eating, the room became dark. Chen Zifei and Xiaochun both lay on their beds. They had slept all night. Xiaochun was not so scared anymore. Today, he was too embarrassed to stay on Chen Zifei's bed, but he was still the queen.
She pressed her back against the wall to give her a sense of security.
Chen Zifei was lying on the bed, staring at the door. He had been able to adapt to the darkness and could vaguely see the situation in the room. He knew that tonight might not be so peaceful.
Neither Chen Zifei nor Xiaochun spoke, and the room fell into an eerie silence for a while.
"Chen Zifei, are you asleep?" Xiaochun looked in Chen Zifei's direction and whispered.
Chen Zifei glanced at Xiaochun and said casually: "No, why aren't you sleeping yet?"
Xiaochun huddled in the corner and said nervously: "I don't dare to sleep. I feel very uneasy. Do you feel the same way?"
Chen Zifei shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't seem to have the feeling you mentioned."
Xiaochun clenched her little fists and gritted her teeth in anger. She was so bad at chatting that she could chat to death in just one sentence.
After waiting for a while, Chen Zifei stopped talking again, as if he was the only one in the room. Xiaochun's anger immediately disappeared, and he said nervously: "Chen Zifei..."
"What's wrong?" Chen Zifei said helplessly.
Xiaochun felt very uneasy and wanted to go to Chen Zifei's bed, just like last night, so that she could feel a sense of security. However, she was a girl after all, so she had no nerve to take the initiative to say that she wanted to sleep in a man's bed. She was so anxious at the moment.
Suddenly, the lights in the room turned on, and Chen Zifei and Xiaochun subconsciously covered their eyes with their arms.