The Ultimate Cannon Fodder [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 5

This reminded Qian Ya of what others scolded him before: "A man with such a flirtatious face."

Unexpectedly, the name of this cannon fodder is the same as his own, even the appearance is the same.Is it a coincidence, or a coincidence, or a coincidence?

Qian Ya deliberately ignored the words that just floated through his mind, and almost turned his face to the mirror, imitating the man just now who turned his eyebrows into two thick hemp ropes, and then tapped a huge one at the corner of his mouth. Matchmaker mole.

After finishing the painting, I looked at the mirror happily for a while before letting down my hair and walking out of the toilet cubicle.

After going out, he found his toiletries from the broken wooden cabinet, followed a group of people to squat down by the small pond, and brushed his teeth.

He looked at his invisible face emerging from the unclean water, and spit toothpaste foam at the reflection.

Just after vomiting, a loud voice suddenly came from behind.

"Damn it, you don't have eyes when you walk!" The person who spoke was called Liu Xiang, and Liu Xiang was very arrogant among these slaves.Not to the caretaker, but to fellow slaves.

The boy who was scolded was a little annoyed: "I apologized, why did you scold me?"

"What's wrong with me just scolding you?" Liu Xiang pushed the boy violently. The pushed boy staggered a few steps and fell to the ground. He blushed and stared at Liu Xiang coldly.

Liu Xiang put on a sarcastic smile on his handsome face: "Don't fucking mess with me."

After leaving this sentence, he pushed away the person blocking the way and went about his own business.

The onlookers dispersed, and they took the time to get ready to assemble.

The boy slowly got up from the ground, patted the dust on his pants, and when he turned around, he accidentally met Qian Ya's gaze.

Qian Ya was stunned by his stare, quickly lowered his head and continued brushing his teeth, trying to avoid it.

The man's gaze suddenly became sharp, as if Qian Ya lowered his head to ignore him, and was mocking him for being bullied just now.

"Why is it so late?" When Qian Ya knelt down on the ground and drooled to clean the toothpaste foam in his mouth, Chen's voice suddenly came from above his head.

"Master." Seeing Chen, Qian Ya spat out what was in his mouth, and smiled at Chen, "Didn't you go to bed late last night, and couldn't get up this morning."

Chen understood, then squatted down, and handed the bowl in his hand to Qian Ya: "Your."

Qian Ya put down the toothbrush and cup in his hand, wiped his hands on his body, and then took the bowl with white rice and no vegetables.

"Master, do you have any chopsticks?" Qian Ya looked at the rice for a while and asked in confusion.

"No." Chen frowned, as if he was surprised by Qian Ya's words, "Hurry up and finish eating and gather."

This... is it for him to grab and eat it with his hands?

The novel didn’t say that he was allowed to grab rice to eat... That’s right, the novel also didn’t say that slaves had chopsticks and vegetables to eat...

Well, Qian Ya concluded, nothing said equals nothing.

Fortunately, Qian Ya's ability to adapt is very strong, and his life in reality is not much better, so he is not so hypocritical that he cannot survive.

"There are 25 slaves left in our group, and five of them have died. One of them was killed because he violated the rules and tried to escape, one was whipped to death because he offended the guard, and the other three were killed because they did not complete the task. on the wooden pole." Chen looked at Qian Ya who was earnestly cooking rice in front of him, and explained to him carefully, "Be careful when doing the task today."

"Yeah, I know that." Qian Ya nodded as he chewed the rice, and casually wiped off a few grains of rice on his face with his hands and threw them on the ground.

The description of Cannon Fodder Shou in the novel ends when he is abandoned by Chen, so Qian Ya knows everything that happened before that.

He didn't know what he would experience when he forcibly survived as a cannon fodder, and he even felt a little confused about what happened this morning.

Because of Qian Ya's waste of food, Chen looked at Qian Ya gradually full of inquiry, but in the next second he hid them deeply in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand to brush Qian Ya's hair, his eyes darkened: "Next time, don't draw such obvious things on your face, it's easy to be recognized."

"I learned this from others..." Qian Ya swallowed the food in his mouth, and glanced at Chen, which caused him to change his words quickly, "Master, I just don't want to be favored by nobles anymore, so I did it all at once. I won't do it tomorrow."

"Yeah." Chen responded lightly, "I'll go to gather first, and go there after you finish eating."

"Yes, master." Qian Ya nodded, smiling brightly at Chen.

Chen didn't appear to be very close to Qian Ya outside, because it was easy to cause trouble for Qian Ya, so he got up and left after handing over the meal.

After a few steps, someone blocked the way.Chen glanced at the person blocking the way, and that person gave way consciously, and the etiquette given to Chen was the same as that given to the supervisor.

After all, how could he dare to offend someone who even the supervisor dared not provoke.

On weekdays, the slaves did not dare to look directly at Chen, and hid when they saw him, just like a group of well-behaved students in school who met a school bully and didn't want to provoke him, but secretly wanted him because of his too handsome appearance and outstanding ability. The idea of ​​approaching.

I want to ask him to bless me, but no one has the guts.

Now, the only courageous one is staring at Chen's leaving back, and can't help but marvel in his heart.With this height and aura, he doesn't look like a slave at all. He can only score 59 points, which is unqualified.

After Qian Ya evaluated Chen from the bottom of his heart, he focused on eating the remaining half of his bowl of rice.Before he could eat, a handful of sand fell straight from his head into his bowl.

He raised his eyes and looked over, puzzled in his eyes.

It was the man who was pushed down by Liu Xiang just now. He was looking down at Qian Ya at this time, and the sand left in his hand was still falling.

"Sorry, I accidentally soiled your meal." He smiled, his eyes full of sarcasm.

Day, this is called carelessness...

Qian Ya's heart is very complicated. He knows that slaves often bully each other, but he didn't expect to find him so soon.

He wanted to get up and beat this person up, but the supervisor found out that he caused trouble here, and a stick was indispensable, Qian Ya knew this.

So in the next second, he changed a soft and weak face: "No, it's okay..."

The boy felt that he had taught Qian Ya a lesson, so he sprinkled all the sand left in his hand on Qian Ya, then turned and left.

Qian Ya sighed deeply, pushed aside the soiled rice on the top of the bowl, and ate the bottom.

I heard that two meals a day should not be wasted.

After everything was ready, Qian Ya trotted along with the others to gather at the designated location.

A lot of slaves were captured, and a group of 30 people completed the task, and all of them were men.If there is anything in common, it is probably that they all look good.

Slaves belong to the first level of the password area. Their goal is this. Every day, each person finds objects that are deliberately discarded in this place. The objects are always one less than their number, so every day there will be one person who cannot complete the task, and that person will He will be taken away by guards, but it is not known where he will go or what he will do.

In this way, after one month, only one slave in each group who has completed all the tasks and survived successfully can enter the protection circle of the second-level nobles and become the pets of the nobles, and no longer face fighting.

The rules sound simple, but the survival situation behind it is very complicated, and frightening scenes are often staged.

Some people are afraid of imminent death because they haven't found the object, so they will use all means to grab the objects of the people around them, fight, kill each other, and cause death.

Humanity is absent here.

Some are just, the weak eat the strong, and the strong bully the weak.

They are all the playthings of the upper class in their leisure time, nothing more.

Qian Ya and Chen were in a group, but they didn't deliberately stand together.

"The item you are looking for today is an arm." The supervisor emphasized the pronunciation of the last two words, and shook his fat arm in coordination, "area, the open space 200 meters ahead. The weather is so hot, You have to hurry up, or they will stink."

After the supervisor finished speaking, he smiled a few times pretending to be humorous.

hand, arm?

There were some horrible and bloody images in Qian Ya's mind, and he couldn't help shivering.

"I can't find it. It's an honor to be sent to serve the dogs of the nobles tonight, isn't it?" The supervisor tsk-tsk twice, and blew his whistle without giving the slaves time to react.

The other slaves heard the order and immediately rushed to the front area to find the items.

Qian Ya also followed the large army and ran forward.

In fact, he is still half asleep and half awake, unwilling to believe that this is what happened to him.He can accept that he wears books, and he can accept that he pleases Chen, but he is unwilling to admit everything he is about to face, especially, the life and fate of a real slave.

Because such a life is horribly unbelievable.

Qian Ya wandered around in the open space for nearly an hour, during which time he happened to pass through a bush and accidentally stepped on something in the bush.

Somewhat soft to the touch, Qian Ya was so startled that he thought he had stepped on a snake, and reflexively took a few steps back.After slowing down, he turned his gaze over, and only then did he see the blood-stained arm in the grass.

The scene in front of him finally woke him up.

"Damn..." Qian Ya took a deep breath, his heart almost jumped out.

This is what he wants to carry back to the supervisor...

Qian Ya swallowed, staring at the thing in front of her with her beautiful eyes in shock for a while, then suddenly turned around without saying hello and vomited.

The meal I ate not long ago was not fully digested, so I vomited it all into the grass.

He squatted down and vomited until his face turned pale, and when he couldn't vomit anything except body fluid, he sat aside as if losing all his strength.

He felt very uncomfortable and wanted to cry.

As a good young man in the 21st century, although he understands the dangers of society, he has never experienced such a horrible thing.Just like shooting a horror movie, the props are not so realistic.

The point is, he stepped on his fucking foot just now...

"Yo, did you find it?" A familiar voice came from behind Qian Ya with a bit of provocation.

Qian Ya turned his head and looked over, it was the man who threw sand into his bowl today, Zhang Yi.

Qian Ya slowly stood up from the ground and met Zhang Yi's gaze.

"I advise you to get out of the way, or I will beat you to death." Zhang Yi was sure that Qian Ya would not be able to beat him, so the arrogance he faced Liu Xiang was completely different from his attitude towards Qian Ya.

Qian Ya lowered his head slowly, the emotion in his heart is indescribable, his eyes are a little confused, and he can't believe it.

It's real, but it's too scary to be real...

Seeing that Qian Ya refused to give way, Zhang Yi kicked Qian Ya suddenly, kicking him to the side.

Qian Ya clenched his teeth in pain, cao, this pain is very real.

He watched Zhang Yi bend down, pick up his arm from the grass, hold it tightly in his arms, and smiled disdainfully at himself.

"Stupid, next time you see me, you'd better stay away." Zhang Yi dropped this sentence, turned around and was about to leave.He had to hurry up and give his arm to the supervisor, otherwise he would be unlucky to be snatched away halfway.

Qian Ya stood up from the ground, her beautiful eyes were unbelievably quiet.

Actually, so did he.

People who can't afford to be offended please please, and those who can't be offended, there's no need to give up...

Qian Ya ran over suddenly, kicked Zhang Yi's leg, and then raised his fist to punch Zhang Yi's back.Zhang Yi staggered a few steps and fell to the ground after being beaten by him, rolling to the ground with his arms unsteady.

Qian Ya jumped on top of him and grabbed his collar tightly: "This is mine! Why do you grab it?" As he said that, he punched Zhang Yi directly on the bridge of the nose.

With this punch, Zhang Yi's nose bleeds instantly.

He didn't expect Qian Ya's frail body to be able to confront him, it seems that he underestimated the enemy.The next second he reacted, he grabbed Qian Ya's arm with all his strength, turned over and easily suppressed Qian Ya to the ground.

He punched Qian Ya fiercely in the face, Qian Ya suddenly felt dizzy in front of his eyes, and his vision was blurred due to the pain.

Before Qian Ya could react, Zhang Yi punched him down again: "Aren't you very powerful? Huh? You still beat me. Believe it or not, I beat you to death now?"

It's not that Qian Ya is useless, it's that the cannon fodder's body is useless.He is thin and doesn't gain weight when he eats. Even if he has some abdominal muscles due to the slave training on weekdays, it can't change the fact that he is not as strong as others.

Now being suppressed by others, even if he tried his best to resist, he would only be beaten.

While Zhang Yi was cursing, he punched and wanted to punch him down, but someone grabbed his arm from behind suddenly.

"Who the hell is stopping..." Zhang Yi turned his head, saw Chen's face, and was so scared that he didn't dare to finish his sentence.The body froze in place for an instant, only a small amount of nosebleed from the nose flowed down in response to the situation.