I have a city in another world

Chapter 568 The Great Recruitment of the Original World!

The scorching sun in the sky scorched the creatures on the dry land.

Hosseini got up from the dilapidated adobe bed and glanced at the sky outside through the window with several broken glass.

It has not rained for a long time, and the land is very dry. The nearby well has already dried up. Even if you grab the soil at the bottom of the well, you can't feel a trace of moisture.

If this continues, I'm afraid that people will die!
Since childhood, Hosseini has become accustomed to death. As long as he can remember, he and the people around him have been struggling for survival. Many acquaintances and childhood playmates died one after another as they grew up.

In such a place, death may have become a relief.

Although life is full of suffering, life still has to go on. As long as he does not die one day, Hosseini will struggle to support his family.

He has a wife and three children. The little ones, like himself, run around in old clothes, while he and his wife worry about filling their stomachs all day long.

Fortunately, most people in the village are like this. Compared with each other, Hosseini feels that life is not so hard.

I am afraid of comparison in everything. In this kind of environment that is insulated from the bustling and impetuous, people can't see hope, so they don't have so many selfish thoughts, and their minds are much purer.

The only thought in the hearts of the men like Hosseini around them is to make life better and stop fighting.

Putting on the crumpled clothes, Husseini walked out of the house. The dazzling sunlight made his eyes narrow slightly. He lowered his head subconsciously and glanced at the adobe wall not far away from the corner of his eyes.

A few ragged, stooped men were gathering together, talking about something in a low voice.

After seeing Hosseini coming, they simply said hello and chatted together

Recently, a new mine was built not far away, which specializes in collecting the colored stones that the Asian League people like very much. Hosseini and these men are going to ask to see if they still recruit miners.

Although that kind of mining work is dangerous and hard, and the special smell of cutting stones can almost choke people to death, it can provide Husseini and the others with a salary that can fill their stomachs.

Husseini and others are not afraid of hard work and hard work, because they have always relied on hard work to make money, and they have no choice but to live under the pressure of life.

The only thing that worries them is that there is no recruitment in the mine, so they will have no money to live on, and their families and children will also starve.

Two more emaciated youths came, and everyone was here, and Hosseini and the others were ready to walk to the mine.

Just when everyone had just reached the entrance of the village, several cars suddenly drove into the village. When the cars stopped, several men with rifles jumped out of the cars.

In addition to these men, there were also several men and women from the Asian League. They glanced at Husseini and the others and walked over directly.

Hosseini looked at these people with cold eyes, and glanced at the rifles in the hands of the guards. There was some nostalgia in his eyes, and there was a trace of pain in his eyes, which was replaced by numbness.

"Hello, we are the staff of Shenglong Group, and we want to come here to recruit workers. Where are the elders in the village?"

A man from the Asian League in casual clothes asked, but his gaze swept over everyone's hands unobtrusively, with a smile on his face.

The translator next to him said something to Hosseini and others, and after getting the answer, he told the young man.

"By the way, where are you going, do you want a good job?"

After the young man learned the address of the elder, he did not leave in a hurry, but asked Husseini and others casually.

Hosseini and the others, who were about to find a job, were taken aback when they heard the words, looked at each other, and then he asked, "What kind of job, how much can you give?"

"The salary is very high, so high that you can't imagine, but you need to go to a very far place, and you can't go home for a long time!"

The young man said something lightly, then looked at Husseini and the others intently.

"Can you tell me what the job is and how much it pays? If you don't make it clear, the boys in our village won't go with you!

Of course, if you give us enough money, we can do whatever you want! "

The old man next to Hosseini suddenly said something, and he looked at the young man with a hint of understanding on his wrinkled face.

Perhaps he has already seen the intention of the youth and others, so he said such a sentence.

"One-time payment of 15 Meimeng currency, but a contract must be signed, and the place of work is not here, but Loucheng World!"

The young man gave the answer, looked at the old man and added: "We not only want young people, if someone has carried a gun like you for a lifetime, we will also admit it!"

The old man frowned slightly when he heard this, looked at the young man and asked again: "Is this life money? It's really a lot. Where is the world of Loucheng?"

The young man heard this and shook his head: "It's not money for selling your life, it's just an advance salary. As for where the Loucheng World is, you can ask, because many people know that place now.

If you have made up your mind, go to the town in front of you for an interview. Once you pass, you will be given a sum of money on the spot! "

After saying this, the Asian League youth stopped looking for the elders in the village, but jumped into the car and went straight to the next village.

Hosseini and the others looked at the convoy disappearing into the dust, and turned to look at the old man, as if they wanted to hear his opinion.

The old man had fought all his life, and he was able to survive the hail of bullets. He could definitely be regarded as a good old fox.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, the old man sighed: "Since this man has taken a fancy to our fighting skills, he must continue to fight in that world of buildings.

But it's worth giving 15 at a time, at least it can let the family live a good life and don't need to be hungry anymore.

Old man, I plan to go and have a look. As for what you think, I don't care. "

After saying this, the old man turned his head and returned to his home, and was not going to go to the mine to ask about work.

I didn't expect my old life to be worth so much money. If this is the case, then why should I hesitate when I am about to die!
Hosseini and others looked at each other, and no one spoke, but there was a look of eagerness on everyone's face.

15 U.S. dollars, for the people of Hosseini and their country, this is simply an astronomical sum!
Back at my home, my wife was picking wild vegetables on the ground and mixing them with a kind of coarse grain, which is today's food.

After seeing Husseini's figure, a look of disappointment flashed in his wife's eyes, and then she bowed her head in silence and continued to work.

The husband had just left the house not long ago, and now he is back home. It is obvious that there is no hope for work.

Thinking that the children would continue to starve in the days to come, his wife's eyes dimmed, and tears silently rolled down her rough cheeks.

Hosseini’s children ran past the door, their old clothes were covered with dust, they lay barefoot at the door, glanced at the food made by his wife, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Children are easily hungry, and they are not full, so even when they see those rough foods, their mouths are still full of greed.

Hosseini watched the scene in front of him silently, feeling his chest was congested, he took a few breaths desperately, and then squatted down beside his wife.

The wife looked up at Husseini in astonishment, because she felt that her husband's behavior today was a bit strange.

"Just now there is a Shenglong Group that wants to recruit people. Once admitted, it will give 15 US dollars, but it is going to work in a far away place, and it will not come back for a long time.

I want to try it, and if I get accepted, the kids won't have to starve. "

After saying this, Hosseini turned his head and walked out of the house, heading for the small town more than ten kilometers away under the scorching sun. !
　Thanks to: Master 9.s╄Di, Cheng Min, the sword has been sheathed 57 for the reward, thank you book friends for your monthly pass and recommendation support!

　　
　
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