Knights of the Wasteland Fortress

Chapter 4 Hena
"Brother Jiatu, Brother Jiatu...are you alright?"

On the way back to the tenth floor, Jiatu recovered from Heda's call.He looked at the little boy beside him, couldn't help but rubbed his little head with a smile:

"Of course I'm fine. Look, the old man gave us a lot of dry food just now..."

As Jiatu said, he showed Heda the "little baggage" in his hand——

It was twenty "dry food sticks" neatly stacked together.

These dry food sticks are very similar to the "compressed biscuits" he has seen in his previous life. The light yellow molded skin is mixed with a little sawdust, exuding a faint musty smell, and it tastes very dry. Swallow down——

But it is the daily ration of most shelter residents.

A dry food bar divided into thirds is enough to feed an adult for a whole day.

Jiatu's adoptive mother, Hera, only earns fifty dry food sticks and thirty liters of water quota for a month. Considering that "one dry food stick" can be exchanged for "three liters of water quota", the small package in Jiatu's hand Dry food sticks are already one-third of his adoptive mother's monthly salary.

"If the monthly salary of the funeral director in the previous life was 3000 yuan...that would be 1000 yuan...but in this shelter...it's only enough for us to eat for a week..."

Jiatu calculated it in his heart, and couldn't help feeling a little melancholy.

Although he was very dissatisfied with what the old undertaker said, he also knew that what the other party said was the truth——

"The sanctuary does not keep idlers".

In this almost primitive "Cheorwon Shelter", most of the low-level jobs are only enough for "one" shelter resident to make ends meet.

If he can't find a suitable job, he will only become a burden to Hera and the others, although he believes that with the character of Hera and others, he should not abandon him.

But what if something unexpected happens to Hera and the others?

"As the saying goes, 'There is no filial son before a long-term sick bed', not to mention that I am an 'adopted son' who has no blood relationship..."

Jiatu couldn't help imagining this possibility.

Coupled with the "burden" caused to Hena and Heda after Hera's death, no matter how you think about it, you can only find a mine and jump down as the old mourner said...

"It was so hard to come back from the dead... But in the end, I couldn't do anything... I'm really not reconciled..."

Jiatu racked his brains to think, but unknowingly returned to the residential area on the tenth floor.

From a distance, he saw a few unfamiliar people of the same age standing by his tent, talking in a low voice.

Garto noticed the brown cloaks on their bodies and the brass button pins on their chests, and instantly realized their identities:

"A trainee from the training school?! Did Hena borrow the medicine?!"

Jiatu and Heda looked at each other, couldn't help quickening their pace, and greeted those young people from a distance:

"Hello! Are these Hena's friends at school?"

Those young people had been paying attention to the movement in the tent, and they didn't notice what was behind them at all. When Jiatu suddenly appeared beside them, they were all taken aback.

"Ah, no! We are just Miss Hena's classmates at the training school..."

The young man at the front of the crowd raised his hand subconsciously, holding a ceramic water bottle in his hand, as if he was surrendering or begging for mercy.

But when he turned around and saw Jiatu behind him, he was suddenly stunned: "Are you...?"

Actually know how to say "you"...

Jiatu looked at the handsome young man with a short black ponytail in front of him, slightly surprised.

He couldn't help but think of "Aunt Wang" in the water intake room——

This is the first time he has heard someone call him "you" in the past three years.

Although judging from the other party's expression, this was also an "accident".

Jiatu noticed the eyes of several people on the other side, and gradually fell on his left hand and left foot, and he already had the answer in his heart:

"Hasn't Hena mentioned my matter to you?"

He smiled and spoke calmly.

Although the handsome young man had seen Jiatu's disability, he didn't show any contempt. Instead, he explained embarrassingly:
"Miss Hena seldom spoke in the training school. It was my friend who insisted that we come over to check the situation..."

Jiatu noticed that under the brown cloak of this handsome young man, he was wearing relatively neat brown single clothes, and several companions around him were also wearing clean and neat brown clothes than most of the residents on the tenth floor, although they were still a little thin and Pale, but at least it can be seen that their life is not as "stretched" as most tenth-floor residents.

"Is it a refuge resident from the eighth or ninth floor..."

Jiatu pondered in his mind, recalling the "Resident Regulations" of the shelter.

According to the regulations of the shelter, the entire shelter can be roughly divided into ten floors.

From bottom to top, they are architecture layer, record layer, research and development layer; security layer, central layer, industrial layer; training layer, discipline layer, life layer and management layer.

Among them, the residents of the shelter on the architecture layer, the recording layer and the research and development layer can only wear dark brown clothes; the residents on the security layer, the central layer and the industrial layer can wear dark red clothes; Wear "white clothes" with special meanings.

The color of the youth's clothes has not changed, which means that even if their family background is a little better, they are "lower-level residents" from the eighth, ninth, and tenth floors, just like Jiatu and the others.

"Since you are not a 'Chinese' above the seventh floor, there is no need to treat each other with courtesy..."

Jiatu thought about this in his heart, and he didn't care about the rudeness of a few people, but smoothed things over with a smile:
"That's right, it's really hard to talk about the situation in our family..."

After speaking, he said "sorry" to several people, and got into the tent with Heda.

Inside the tent, it was still the same as when they left——

Shabby and dilapidated.

However, a young girl in a brown cloak gave this space a different kind of vitality.

The girl turned her back to them, and she couldn't see her face, but from the girl's back, Jiatu could still feel the tranquil atmosphere like the forest and the lake.

"elder sister!"

The moment he saw the girl, Heda ran over happily and hugged the girl's arm.

Although the girl was startled by the movement behind her, she shrugged her shoulders slightly, but did not make any sound. Instead, she slightly raised her hand and rubbed the soft curly hair of the little boy beside her.

"You borrowed the medicine..."

Jiatu smelled the scent of medicine in the room, and said with some emotion.

The girl turned around, a pair of clear crimson eyes glanced at him through a head of warm-colored long hair that was slightly lighter than fiery red, her thin lips parted slightly, and she opened her mouth lightly:

"I owe a little favor."

Jiatu noticed that in addition to the precious medicine bag, there was also a small bag of dry food sticks and quota water wooden cards beside the girl. Judging from the quantity, they were no less than those he wanted with all his favors.

Feeling the "humanity gap" between the girl and himself, Jiatu couldn't help feeling a little sad.

"It's just a leg..."

He couldn't help thinking in his heart.

In the previous life, "such a disability" does not need a "mechanical prosthesis", as long as "autologous cultivation" of a complete "clone leg bone" is enough.

It ended up in this wasteland world with nothing...

There is nothing he can do...

While Jiatu was thinking wildly, the girl had already fed all the medicine.

She put down the water glass and Hera, who was dizzy from the heat, greeted Jiatu with a pair of clear eyes, then walked to the door of the tent, and started a simple conversation with her classmates.

Her voice was neither loud nor many, mostly other people were talking, and she nodded and listened.It seemed that they felt the girl's indifference, and after a few simple sentences, the others also took their leave and said they were going to leave.

As the voices of the trainees faded away, the girl went back and forth, with another ceramic water bottle in her hand.

She noticed Jiatu's gaze, and briefly explained: "Hua Lun lent it to me, and said that I would return it to him after I used it up."

"Warren...is that the boy with the ponytail just now?"

Jiatu thought of the handsome boy who was holding a water bottle when he entered the door.

"Yes."

The girl nodded: "He told me that the bottle is full of recycled water after precipitation, which is good for the patient's body."

After speaking, she handed the jug in her hand to Jiatu.

Glanced inside.

Under the ultraviolet spotlights of the shelter's public lighting, the ceramic water bottle shone with blue-purple white light, which was so clear at a glance.

Although there are still some impurities, it is obviously close to the "tap water" of the previous life.

"It's 'secondary filtered water', probably because 'alum' was used... What a favor..."

Looking at the "circulating water" in his hand, Jiatu couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

These things were nothing in his previous life, but in the shelter where the supplies were scarce, they could already be counted as a "big favor".

"...He said that after I become a 'Explorer', I will return it."

The girl heard Jiatu's implication, and couldn't help being a little silent.

She went to the debris pile, and tidied up the dry food sticks and water tags she had just brought back.

After tidying up a lot of items that suddenly appeared at home, she looked at Jiatu and said suddenly:
"How are you doing today? I want to find someone to practice with me."

Jiatu looked at the girl's serious eyes and realized the favor she owed just now, which made her a little anxious.

"After all...letting a free bird be bound in a cage full of copper rust...is there anything more cruel than this?"

Jiatu thought silently in his heart, looked at the girl's expectant gaze, and couldn't help nodding:
"Well, today's food is sufficient, if it's only 15 minutes, I can accompany you for a while."

"That's enough."

The girl nodded.

The two picked up the equipment the girl had borrowed from school, walked outside the tent, and stood face to face.

The site they used was just a narrow sidewalk between the tents in the residential area.

For Jiatu, this place is spacious enough.

"It's just...for [Explorer]... such a narrow space may not be a good thing..."

Jiatu was also worried about whether this "too narrow and long terrain" would affect the girl's fighting habits.

But the girl just shook her head, and replied with a firm gaze:

"When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins, and that's it!"

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　There is another chapter in the afternoon, which is normally updated at 11:17 and [-]:[-].

　　The chapter in the afternoon didn’t say anything.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)