Three meals and having five man to sleep with a day.
It might be a good deal here? Before the end of the world, it was equivalent to a monthly salary of 20,000 to 30,000, not only gave five insurance and one payment, but also gave you commercial medical insurance?
Han Yanyan was not surprised at all. Before she was inexplicably involved in a car accident and came to this odd quick-transmigration world, she was already constructing an eschatology essay. The world she conceived was similar to the one before her.
It can even be said to be very similar.
But Han Yanyan certainly did not intend to live by sleeping with men. This time she has fewer restrictions and more freedom. Just now, she has already set a character for herself and has figured out the way to go next.
Only after Ding Yao's words, she took a step back with a fruit knife, and watched a group of men in front of her vigilantly, "I don't do this."
The round-faced man behind Ding Yao sneered and asked, "What are you going to do? What are you going to live?"
Han Yanyan moved her lips and said, "I can pick up the waste and join the search team…"
The round-faced man sneered. A sound came from the nasal cavity with a clear disdain, "Just you? With those small arms and legs, you will be killed by the living people before you encountered zombies."
Han Yanyan bit her lip and stubbornly looked up, "I won't do it."
Ding Yao held the cigarette between his two fingers and asked, "With abilities of water and ice?"
Han Yanyan nodded.
Ding Yao said, "Show me."
Han Yanyan understood, and handed the fruit knife to her left hand, freeing up her right hand. After she put forth her strength, and an ice ball appeared in her palm, larger than an apple and smaller than a pineapple.
"If there has water, it will be easier." Han Yanyan whispered. But she couldn't condense the water first, and then frozen, because the condensed water was also very laborious. In just a few seconds, she could only show Ding Yao one talent. The water power was more useless than the ice power.
Han Yanyan was not so weak. She could feel that there was still a lot of power in her body. But she had just learned how to use abilities in the past ten minutes, and she was very unskilled, so it was extremely difficult for her to use it. In others' eyes, she was weak.
The little ice ball made the men laugh. The round-faced man laughed incredibly who was not polite.
Thunder team gathered, in which no weak people surrounded Ding Yao. A man with a mustache laughed and fell, and snapped his fingers. A slender ice cone like a pen condensed in front of him, and instantly passed around several people's bodies and shot Han Yanyan's palm from the gap between people and Han Yanyan
Han Yanyan's ice ball was smashed by the ice cone. Her palm was injured and bleeding. Snow-white palms were blackish red, like red plums in the snow.
"Zhang, fuck you!" Round-faced man scolded him first, turned his neck and shouted.
Zhang said aloud, "Sorry, I slipped my hands. Lijun, give her some treatment."
A bearded man came forward with a smile and put his hand on Han Yanyan's hand. Han Yanyan frowned but did not retract her hand. The wound that was still painful in the palm was fevering and itching for a few seconds. The bearded man was removed, and Han Yanyan's palm was still stained with blood, but the wound had disappeared.
What a powerful healing talent.
Han Yanyan used her eyes and expression to show "shock" promptly. This look appeared on the beauty's face like hers made the men smile and satisfy.
The little ice ball just now was so funny. Ding Yao's mouth was full of smiles. He exhaled some smoke and asked, "How did you survive?"
Han Yanyan lowered her eyelids, "I used to have a companion…" then, her eyes turned red.
Han Yanyan had a skill that was not really a skill. It was often very easy for her to truly put herself into the plot or role she had conceived. For example, if she was writing a plot of emotional abuse, she may already cry herself to tears before she writing down. She quickly turned her eyes red and burst into tears.
An indistinct sentence gave men plenty of imagination. The men all showed the expression of "it really was so". She didn't know what each person made up for, but in all likelihood, they cannot get rid of the outline of "relying on man's protection all the way, and now the man was dead and alone."
Ding Yao flipped the soot, and increased the price, "Three meals, four brothers a day, medicine when you are sick." After a pause, added: "it's on you count if they give you anything."
Han Yanyan was silent for a few seconds and looked up at him, "Thank you for saving me. I…"
"If you don't follow me. As soon as I leave, you will be dragged away. They will rape you by turns that you can't get out of bed the next day, Do you believe it or not?" Ding Yao interrupted her lightly.
Han Yanyan's face turned pale.
She had fair skin, and Ding Yao saw it across the road just now.
The girl appeared abruptly, and her temperament was incompatible with her surroundings. The men, who had been trained by the world to pay attention to their bodies all the time and were alert like dogs, noticed her as soon as she appeared.
At that moment, she was close to him. Although the light of the streetlamp was dim, her skin looked soft and smooth, and there were almost no flaws. Her neck was slender, the shoulders were thin, and the clavicle was a delicate bulge. With a mess dress, her girlish body was seductive everywhere. The temperament in the eyebrows had no air of being destroyed in the world.
Ding Yao looked at her for a few seconds, took a cigarette and changed her mind.
"My search team here also recruits people," he said.
Han Yanyan looked up suddenly, her calm face was still tense, but the surprise in her eyes could not be hidden. "I, I want to join the search team." She said eagerly, "I am very good at finding things. I can do other jobs. I can make water for you."
"Okay." Ding Yao threw away his cigarette butt, stepped it to put out, and raised his chin, "Follow me."
He finished, paused, raised his hand, and threw a T-shirt on Han Yanyan, "Put on."
Han Yanyan's skirt was burnt into a rug, her shoulder also was showed up. She covered her chest with her hands to avoid exposure. This T-shirt was big and fat, like hip-hop, but rightly covered her.
Han Yanyan's startled eyed appeared promptly on this out-of-nowhere clothes, although she knew from the pre-information that Ding Yao had the dual talent of thunder and space. Han Yanyan had dual talent as well, but she was so weak while Ding Yao was incredibly strong.
Han Yanyan threw the fruit knife to the ground first and put the fat T-shirt over her head. Her arm loosened from her chest, and something waggled in front of Ding Yao's eyes and were then covered by the T-shirt immediately. The T-shirt was so fat that she was covered from the thighs to the knees and could even be worn as a skirt. Even if there was one inside and made it bulged, it was better than being seen.
Han Yanyan put on his clothes and bent down to pick up the fruit knife, waiting for Ding Yao to speak.
Ding Yao asked, "What's your name?"
Han Yanyan replied, "Han Yanyan."
Ding Yao nodded and turned. Han Yanyan followed him.
The men who had been around Ding Yao all stepped back a step or two to make room for Han Yanyan. They also glanced at each other with ambiguous smiles.
Only the round-faced man was a little disappointed. Zhang, who was also an ice talent, gave him a kick with a limp from the back, "be sober! The boss wants her, don't you understand?"
The round-faced whispered, "He was going to give the woman to the brothers at first…"
Zhang said, "Isn't that what happened later? Why the boss doesn't want to give the woman to him now, do you have a different opinion?"
The round-faced man had no other hobbies, excepted woman, watching Han Yanyan's two slippery calves in the night, sighing, "How beautiful!"
"It's none of your business!" Zhang scolded, "It has nothing to do with you no matter how beautiful she is!"
The round-faced man understood. When Ding Yao's tone changed and talked about the search team, they all understood. Boss was fancy about this delicate little flower, he didn't plan to share it, he wanted to enjoy it alone.
Ugh.
Gas was precious in the world, and no one drives in Nanling. Han Yanyan followed Ding Yao all the way back.
The base of the Thunder was a garden-style hotel. The area inside the ancient city wall of Nanling City was the ancient city and was a tourist area, controlled by the government. There were no particularly tall buildings. The three buildings of this hotel were staggered, and each of them had just five floors, which was enough to accommodate the entire team and also had free rooms.
The hotel had a wrought-iron fence. After the Thunder team came in, they added barbed wire to the top of the fence, which was worked both for people and zombies.
Ding Yao said nothing, and Han Yanyan followed him all the way. After following the lobby of the main building, Ding Yao stopped and glanced at her, turning his head and calling, "Lijun, arrange for her."
The man called "Lijun" was the bearded man with healing ability. He came over and said, "Then I give her… well, put her at the third floor?"
Ding Yao said, "You make a decision." After that, he took the elevator and went upstairs.
Once the elevator opened, Ding Yao and his men went up first. Han Yanyan and Lijun had to wait for the elevator to come down.
On the third floor, Lijun took her to take the door of 317, "Zhao Yuxuan, Zhao Yuxuan!"
The door opened quickly, and a pretty girl called out a little unexpectedly, "Brother Sun." After looking at Han Yanyan, she asked, "You look for me…?"
Sun Lijun said, "This is… heh. What's your name?"
Han Yanyan said, "Han Yanyan."
"Oh yes, this is Han Yanyan, who has just arrived. The other house has not been reorganized, and there is nothing. Let her sleep with you in this house for one night, and I will arrange for her tomorrow."
Zhao Yuxuan said, "Oh, Come in."
"You rest first," Sun Lijun said, "I'll get you something later."
Zhao Yuxuan looked at this clean and comely girl, dressed very neatly, Han Yanyan followed her into the room and was taken aback by the mess in the room.
"Please sit first." Zhao Yuxuan leaned over and pushed away from the mess on the ground, and vacated the place for Han Yanyan.
This was a standard room with two beds. One apparently belonged to Zhao Yuxuan, with bedding and pillows. The other had no one to sleep on, only a bare mattress and nothing else.
In the end-time world, there was a shortage of supplies. Even the mattress in the hotel were considered supplies, and they had been taken away for unified management. However, the large and small cardboard boxes in the room, filled with various bottles and cans, with other messy things.
Several cardboard boxes were piled up on the other bed.
"Well, you will know that everyone is like this after you have been here for a long time," Zhao Yuxuan said as she moved the cardboard boxes to the ground, "it is safe here. Once it's safe, I will want to store things. It doesn't matter if I need it, store it first. Having something is better than nothing. They are all supplies, and some can be exchanged for something else."
Gold and diamonds were not used anymore, now they were bartering, food was hard currency, and the more relevant with survival, the more popular the supplies were.
Han Yanyan felt uncomfortable to set alone, so she helped her cleaned up together. They cleaned up the mess on the other bed, and Sun Lijun took a bunch of things and knocked at the door.
"This is the quilt, this is the clothes, this is the key to your room. You live in 315, just opposite to this room. Tomorrow, please take care of yourself. And these are all for you." Sun Lijun gave Han Yanyan everything.
Looking at things handed over one by one, Zhao Yuxuan was so surprised.
The man who came with Sun Lijun as a laborer had been curious about Han Yanyan's face. Sun Lijun kicked him, "Leave, leave." He greeted Zhao Yuxuan, "Come and tell you something."
Zhao Yuxuan followed.
Han Yanyan didn't rush to make the bed. In the box that Sun Lijun gave to her, there was also a lunch box in it, which contained a steamed bun and a lump of baby-fist-sized cooked meat. It smelled tempting although it was cold. Han Yanyan realized that she was hungry, so she sat on the mattress and ate.
Before she finished eating, Zhao Yuxuan returned and looked at Han Yanyan with a subtle look. She froze for a while, but couldn't help asking, "were you brought back by Boss Ding?"