"Huh? How did I come up with any of this? "
That sudden disgust and impulse made Xiao Huan himself startled.
"Is this a side effect of the violence factor?"
Thinking carefully about the mood swings he had just exploded, he vaguely guessed in his heart.
Fortunately, he only reacted slightly, and then suppressed the sudden violence in his heart, and just silently cast an inquiring look at the foreman.
The foreman has already said everything he should say, and there is no reason to refuse him again: "Come to work at eight o'clock tomorrow morning." "
I found my first job in life.
Xiao Huan came to the dock on time the next day, received his own overalls, a towel to wipe sweat on his shoulders, a pair of gloves to prevent grinding his hands, and even bought a large teacup for drinking water with his own money.
I have to say that he found himself in a job that suited him well.
Here, they have to work 12 hours a day, in addition to helping to load and unload some special goods that are inconvenient for mechanized operations whenever a large cargo ship enters the port, they also have to inspect containers, load and unload trucks, and some goods in the city transportation business, etc., more than a dozen huge warehouses on the head of the port, is the whole world of their dozens of workers sweating every day to overload the body.
For ordinary people, this high-intensity job has reached the level of oppression, but today's Xiao Huan has a sense of pleasure that his physical potential has been stimulated.
The power of the violent factor is somewhat evil.
Usually it's not easy to control, or even can't be detected, but occasionally a violent impulse suddenly flashes in the heart, and this power will suddenly burst out.
It's like a huge box that people can't lift, but when they think that the guy who cuckolded him downstairs is passing by, he picks it up and runs away with a "whoosh".
It can even be held high above the top and smashed out of the window with precision.
... Well, it's not very appropriate, it's basically like that.
And Xiao Huan is a serious person.
He did not allow such an uncontrollable force to exist in his body, but through the heavy labor on the dock every day, he felt it carefully, and tried to control this power in his body, and for this he even did not hesitate to take on some seemingly exaggerated work, huge cargo boxes, heavy cables, he carried those heavy goods with his thin shoulders, as if he was fighting a huge monster.
"Is this guy a madman?"
Xiao Huan's impulse to work even frightened the surrounding workers.
At the beginning, everyone only thought that he was an honest boy who didn't know how to cherish his own strength and only knew how to work stupidly, but after a long time, they found that this guy was more like committing suicide.
As if he couldn't get along with himself, he desperately struggled with those huge cargo boxes, and gradually gave birth to a faint fear in his heart.
Xiao Huan didn't care about other people's eyes, he enjoyed the feeling of trying to control himself.
Probably, this is also related to his own experience in those four years, during which he even learned to forcibly control his attention in a state of panic.
In comparison, controlling the power in one's body has become a simple matter.
Of course, there are also new problems that he needs to adapt to.
It's like the kind of sudden violence and impulsiveness that pop up in the heart from time to time.
Especially a yellow-haired worker on this wharf, it seems that Xiao Huan is honest, or he is too diligent, or he bet that Xiao Huan will not be able to do it for a long time, but Xiao Huan survived.
always flirts a few words from time to time, and sometimes deliberately instructs Xiao Huan to do something.
didn't do anything too excessive, but it still occasionally suddenly provoked a strong sense of disgust in Xiao Huan's heart.
They tried to grab him by the hair and shove him into the cracks of the hold, to hang him on the hook and pump him hard, and sometimes, even to shove him between two decks while the ship was in port.
However, these beautiful pictures only exist in the imagination.
Xiao Huan also understands in his heart that this kind of side effect also needs to be adapted to and controlled by himself.
And the side effects of that violent factor are mostly just an impulse.
It's just that as soon as he is nervous, his thinking will become faster, and countless thoughts will flash in an instant, and his body will seriously not be able to keep up with the speed of thinking, but he will not really do anything.
Similar violence is often sudden, and the body has already committed some radical behavior before the mind is ready.
But as long as you hold back, that impulse will gradually disappear, and Xiao Huan will have enough time to digest this sudden negative emotion every time.
So...
... This violent factor agent really doesn't seem to have any side effects?
... Just keep your emotions under control!
He controls his emotions well, so most of the time, he just ignores this person.
Occasionally smiling at him, the scene of peeling off this person came to mind, and I couldn't help but feel a little happy.
But Huang Mao didn't notice it, and felt that Xiao Huan was silent and honest.
It's just that I don't know why, but occasionally I feel a little chilling when I notice him looking at himself thoughtfully.
Maybe it's too windy at the docks, right?
...
...
In this job on the dock, Xiao Huan feels very satisfied.
It's just that sometimes I look at these workers on the dock, watch them brag together, play cards, and go to drink at night during breaks, but I often have a feeling that I can't blend in.
After working together for so many days, if you look closely, you can't see that they look like monsters, and everyone has their own joys, sorrows, and sorrows.
But Xiao Huan still feels that there seems to be a huge barrier between them, unable to integrate into his topic, nor able to enjoy the comfortable atmosphere that belongs to them, just sitting silently next to him.
And the workers on the docks also did not try to pull Xiao Huan into their group.
In their eyes, Xiao Huan also has a temperament that is different from his own people.
For the young people in the city nowadays, they prefer to wander the streets with nothing to do, or attract passers-by through fancy dress, or enter bars and nightclubs to serve and receive tips.
They fought bravely and fiercely, who dared to stab the knife more than anyone else, but it was rare for them to be willing to accompany a group of middle-aged people to endure hardships at the dock.
At the beginning, Xiao Huan was just a child who ran away from home and gambled, and took it for granted that life was easy, and he would leave after a few days.
Unexpectedly, after a few days, Xiao Huan's crazy work momentum, but the workers were a little scared.
Even the foreman, who scolded the workers for being lazy every day, began to be a little worried, he loved to scold people, and only scolded Xiao Huan once:
"Take it easy, this is the job of moving a big box, should you be holding a girl?"
"..."
"Why can't this group of rough old men with their brains experience the joy of work?"
Xiao Huan didn't get angry because of the foreman's admonition, first, because he knew that he was also kind, and because he didn't plan to listen.
I'm working hard, can you still fire me?
That's how you don't take the leader seriously!
Anyway, now I am very satisfied with this life, and I have a full schedule of heavy work every day, not only can I exercise, but I can also receive the five colorful bills.
In just a few days, he had saved two or three thousand yuan, and his body, which had been improved by genetic medicine, was also adapting little by little.
And the usual dullness and depression are simply extremely interesting compared to the life he had spent in the bedroom for four years before.
Listening to others talk at work, listening to the foreman talk about yellow jokes, and looking forward to the size of the meat in the work meal like other workers, he already felt very satisfied.
Occasionally, he even had a trance, feeling that this was the real world.
Workers in the false world also tell pornographic jokes?
But after a few days, his mother began to feel sorry for him.
She watched Xiao Huan go out early and return late every day, and sometimes came back with sweat on his body, as well as some abrasions on his shoulders, and couldn't help but help him wipe the medicine and wine while persuading:
"I scolded you before and asked you to go out to find a job, but I didn't say that you should go to fight against the big box."
"How long have you said you haven't been out of the house and can do this kind of heavy work?"
"..."
Until now, Xiao Huan is still a little difficult to accept the care of "mother", and he can only cope with it: "It's okay, I'm not tired." "
Mom looked at him perfunctory and was about to go back to the bedroom, her eyes were a little red: "You're coming back late, and you won't eat the dumplings I made for you." "
"I don't expect you to make much money, you are rich and expensive, you just need to be stable, I used to scold you, and I just thought that you could go out more, just find something to do."
"If you lack pocket money, tell your mother, I'll give you a little more..."
"..."
Xiao Huan looked at those familiar faces, and had extremely complicated feelings in his heart, her appearance didn't look like a fake.
Or maybe it's true, but I've just seen something more real.
The estrangement in his heart could not be eliminated, but he still sighed softly, softened his tone a little, and said, "It's not to make money, it's to do more work and exercise." "
"But this job does make a lot of money, hundreds of jobs a day...
"I earn more, and you won't have to work so hard in the future..."
"..."
Mom looked at the small stack of banknotes he handed over, her eyes were still red, but she smiled, pushed Xiao Huan's hand back, and said, "You can save the money you earn by yourself, and Mom can work for a few more years!" "
"We can save more money, the little girl who came to the house last time is a child of a rich family at first glance, don't be bullied by others in the future..."
"..."
This night, Xiao Huan knew that it was false, but he couldn't help but be moved.
It seems that it is not enough for me to control the sudden emotional impulse...