Game of Destiny: This player is different

Several people cleaned up the traces at the scene thoroughly.

Even the charcoal and firewood left by the fire were dug into a pit and buried completely.

Just now, we walked along the rugged and winding dirt road to the village.

It was just dawn at that time, not yet five in the morning.

If it were the millennials who grew up in the era of pan-entertainment, they would either be sleeping soundly in bed or just finished partying and were unconscious.

Except for a small number of people who get up early to work, such as sanitation workers, bus drivers, and breakfast vendors, most people's physiological functions are still in a downtime state.

In this era, getting up at four o'clock and going out to work at five o'clock is the norm.

As the wooden doors opened one by one, villagers wearing cotton-spun coarse clothes walked out of the house.

It's polite to say coarse clothes.

In fact, they are cloth bags made of a few pieces of rags.

Some people's faces are as black as charcoal, and the Burmese pants on their legs have not been washed for a long time.

A gust of wind blew by, without any movement.

You could smell a sour smell from afar.

In the scenario mission, the equipment worn by the players, the various items used, and the extraordinary abilities controlled by the players, as long as they were not too bizarre, would not cause suspicion or confusion among the natives.

For example, now, in the eyes of the villagers of Liushu Village, the five players were a group of outsiders wearing fashionable clothes and bright and beautiful.

Even Qin Nuo's mask and Cherry's motorcycle helmet were regarded as ordinary straw hats and headscarves.

"They are dressed so badly..."

Leng Daidai glanced at one of the middle-aged men who was standing there with his mouth wide open, and whispered.

Qin Nuo glanced at it.

Colorful, and women's cotton pants... I guess this is the only pair of pants in the family that can be worn out.

It's really miserable, and the core is leaking.

"Look at their clothes, they look like they are from the 1960s."

Sad Arrow sighed, feeling lost: "Those were the hardest years. We could only have white flour buns during the Chinese New Year. If the harvest was bad, a bowl of noodle soup was a luxury."

"Every era has its own sorrows."

Qin Nuo shrugged and continued: "Although this era is short of material and entertainment activities.

But they have no employment pressure, no housing pressure, and no pressure to support the elderly.

There are many brothers and sisters, and the social structure is not complicated.

Life is full and the sense of achievement is sufficient.

The creed of 'you can't have prosperity when you are young, you can't have leisure when you are middle-aged, and you can't have adversity when you are old' is fully implemented.

Born in difficult times, grew up in a period of chaos, started a business in a period of reform, and the future is in a period of chasing dreams.

This colorful life experience, stepping on the tide of the times, is not much inferior to our players."

"Maybe."

Hanlin Zimo nodded without comment.

As the five people went deeper into the village, more and more villagers stood at the doorsteps of their homes or leaned against the walls to watch from afar.

Curiosity, doubt, envy, scrutiny... their eyes were mixed with various meanings.

"We are being watched like monkeys in a zoo."

Shangshang Yijian felt a little uncomfortable, he didn't like this feeling.

"At least there is no hostility, right?"

Qin Nuo replied casually, then raised his chin and pointed forward: "The boss is here."

Looking in the direction he pointed, I saw a middle-aged man in white clothes, a straw hat on his head, a red armband, and a teacher's badge on his chest, walking over from a corner.

Two relatively strong militiamen with Type 38 rifles followed behind.

Although they were shabby, they were in good spirits.

"Are they here to arrest us?"

Leng Daidai saw the legendary militia for the first time, and he couldn't help but feel nervous.

"Just three ordinary people. We have real civil servants here, and they are from special departments. How can we be afraid of these mud legs?" Qin Nuo said calmly, his tone was not panicked at all. After the middle-aged man came in front of everyone, his bright eyes swept across everyone's face one by one. A smile suddenly appeared on his slightly vicissitudes face, and he took the initiative to reach out and hold Qin Nuo's hand: "You are the educated youth from the county town? You came so early and didn't say hello in advance. You have worked hard all the way. Come on, come to my house to have a drink of water and rest your feet." After saying that, he called a few people to go forward. Educated youth? Shang Xin Yi Jian and Hanlin Zimo looked at each other and immediately understood that it was the identity assigned to them by the system. This is good, saving a lot of trouble. Led by the middle-aged man, several players came to a self-built earth house with a large area. After chatting, they learned that the middle-aged man was the leader of the production brigade and the village party secretary of Liushu Village. His surname is Zhang and his given name is Shengli.

The two militiamen following behind him are his sons, Zhang Xuegong and Zhang Xuenong.

Both are names that have a sense of age.

Captain Zhang also proudly introducedShao Dao, in order to name his son.

He specially ran dozens of miles and spent one yuan to invite an old gentleman in Lijiatun.

As for the players.

They responded to the national mobilization activity of "educated youth going to the countryside to receive re-education from poor and lower-middle peasants", and were educated youth from the county town who went to the countryside to work in the fields.

"I received a notice saying that you guys would come in a few days, but I didn't expect you to arrive today.

Look at my rural place, I didn't have time to prepare."

Captain Zhang smiled embarrassedly, "At noon, I asked my wife to kill a chicken and get some good wine and food to welcome you."

After speaking, he kicked his son next to him and urged them to pour water.

These two young men in their early twenties probably had never seen a girl as watery and tender as Leng Daidai, and they were stunned for a while.

After being kicked twice in a row, he came to his senses and ran to the kitchen in a panic.

Qin Nuo smiled heartily, holding Captain Zhang's big hands with both hands and shook them vigorously: "Captain Zhang, you are too polite. We came here to experience the life of our peasant brothers firsthand.

How can I let you spend money? Just give us some steamed buns.

You can't use the capital trick~"

The 10-point strength almost dislocated the arm of the production captain.

I thought that this young man looked weak, but he was really strong.

In the interval between the two people's conversation, Qin Nuo put his hand in his pocket and pretended to take something out.

When he stretched out his hand, Cherry and Brother Jian were almost choked by saliva.

It turned out that Qin Nuo took out a pack of soft Zhonghua.

Well, pots and pans, sauces, vinegars and oil smoke, should I take out the wine next.

Under the silent gaze of his teammates, Qin Nuo tore open the package and handed over a cigarette: "Come on, Captain Zhang, have a cigarette."

Everything can be discussed when you meet and share cigarettes.

"Both ends are even?"

Zhang Shengli's eyes widened.

People in the countryside smoke dry tobacco or cigarettes rolled with horse manure paper.

"Both ends are even" cigarettes rolled by machines are rare.

Although Zhang Shengli can't read a few words, he can still recognize the Huabiao and Tiananmeng on the packaging box.

Besides, the packaging is so exquisite, it is definitely not a cheap product.

At least... two yuan!

He took the cigarette and took a deep puff.

Nicotine soaked into the lungs and then exhaled from the nasal cavity.

The soft taste is not comparable to the spicy and bitter "Zhonghe" brand cigarettes in his pocket.

In the smoke, Captain Zhang narrowed his eyes.

These educated youths have extraordinary family conditions.