The next day, Su Qing woke up at daybreak.
He yawned lazily, and then heard a noisy voice outside the room, "Garbage, get up and work quickly..."
The sounds of beating and scolding were so harsh that they instantly cleared his confused mind. He subconsciously wanted to get up, and after lifting the quilt, he realized that he was no longer a laborer and did not have to do hard labor anymore.
"Fuck, I'm having a stress reaction."
Su Qing fell down on the bed and cursed inwardly, thinking back to the time when he was woken up by the whip. He felt more and more disgusted with the mine supervisors, especially their leader Zhang Lei.
Su Qing frowned when he thought of this pervert who was obsessed with his body.
Although he became a translator yesterday, thanks to John's appreciation, he was spared from being persecuted by Zhang Lei.
But this is only on the surface. Who knows what shady tricks the other party might be planning in secret!
"The crotch-rotting thing."
Su Qing secretly sighed and began to ponder the low-level werewolf blood in John.
Before crossing over, he had watched many Western fantasy movies and was very familiar with supernatural creatures such as werewolves. He knew that there was such a setting, which was:
Werewolves can transform ordinary people into werewolves by biting them.
So, he thinks now.
Does the werewolf John also have this setting?
So is it...
Su Qing quickly stopped this childish thought.
Let's not talk about whether John can do it or not. Even if he can, how can he get the other party to speak?
Should I just walk up to him, tell him his true face, and then ask him to bite me?
It's impossible to think about it, and it's too dangerous.
If you are not careful, you will lose your life.
At this point, Su Qing remembered another thing.
According to traditional Western stories, where there are werewolves there must be vampires, and they are mortal enemies.
Vampires also have self-healing abilities that are almost comparable to werewolves.
But in terms of self-healing, if we really talk about combat effectiveness, werewolves are still better.
but.
If he really had to choose, Su Qing would still prefer vampires.
Although the individual combat capabilities of vampires are weaker than those of werewolves, as a whole, vampires are stronger than werewolves.
Because once a werewolf transforms.
His rationality will drop sharply and he will become violent and violent, rushing around recklessly. He is simply a brainless berserker who is very easy to be kite-fed and capsized in the gutter.
He doesn't want to become a brainless reckless man in the future.
Therefore, vampire is more suitable for him.
Suddenly, the weather changed.
A breeze blew through the curtain and touched Su Qing's cheek.
The morning breeze was cool but not biting, but it made him shiver.
"Bang!!!"
Su Qing came back to his senses, blinked his eyes, and then slapped himself hard. It was good enough that he could survive in the current situation, but he was still picky. He really deserved to be beaten.
After a slap, the originally restless mind calmed down.
After getting up and filling his stomach with the potatoes he had stolen last night, Su Qing started his day's work.
There's not much to do.
Just go to John's residence, teach him the Eastern language, and follow him to the mine.
The workers in the mine saw that the former 'gigolo', 'the man Zhang Lei liked', had climbed up to the high position of manager John. They all had different expressions, some mocking, some envious, some contemptuous, and some even glared at each other with evil eyes.
To this.
Su Qing chose to ignore it.
But when he saw Wang Zhiqiu with a complicated expression, he nodded and smiled, and asked the supervisor beside him to take care of the other party.
After all, it was with the help of the other party's skills (although the other party was not aware of it) that I was able to become a translator, and the relationship between the two is pretty good, so he is willing to take care of me if he has the ability.
In the next few days, Su Qing worked on translation while recuperating.
Unfortunately, the food in the camp was too bad. The aunt who cooked was also a layman. She could only make the following dishes every day: mashed potatoes with ham slices, mashed potatoes with beans, mashed potatoes with vegetables...
Eat this kind of food every meal.
Even Su Qing, who came from a farming family and grew up eating potatoes, felt his scalp tingling from the disgust, not to mention replenishing the body's losses.
It's good enough if you don't feel nauseous and vomit.
That day, Su Qing had just finished lunch and taken care of some hygiene issues when he heard a wolf howling in the distance.
"Ouch…"
The wolf howls were loud and echoed throughout the camp for a long time.
Su Qing shook off the water on his hands and looked in the direction of the sound, wondering, "They are barking in the broad daylight. Aren't wolves nocturnal animals?"
After saying that, he suddenly reacted.
Wolves aren't the only ones who can howl, there are also werewolves.
Perhaps, the one making the noise was a werewolf.
But that's not necessarily true. It's true that wolves are nocturnal animals, but who says they can't appear during the day?
Su Qing put away his thoughts, turned around and continued to work.
There were more than a dozen horses in the camp. Some of them were frightened by the howling wolves and jumped out of the fence and ran around everywhere. The cowboys were chasing them, and the scene was in chaos.
After several twists and turns, Su Qing finally arrived outside John's small building.
As he approached, he heard an argument coming from inside.
"You damn bastard."
"Oh, John, it hurts me to hear you say that."
"Your appearance makes me sick."
"John, don't you forget that we once..."
"…"
There were two voices, one was John's and the other was unclear.
Su Qing paused in front of the door, then turned and left without any hesitation.
Unfortunately, things don't always go as planned.
After taking only two or three steps, the door was suddenly pushed open.
Then John's voice was heard: "You are not welcome here."
Hearing the sound, Su Qing knew he couldn't leave.
So he quickly turned around, pretending to have just arrived, and looked at the door in surprise.
I saw John talking to a burly bald man with a grim expression on his face.
The bald man seemed not to notice John's murderous look, and tried to persuade him: "We are tribesmen, we should help each other."
"Stop talking." John glanced at Su Qing, whose eyes were full of clear stupidity, and said coldly.
"Well, my friend."
The bald man shrugged somewhat disappointedly, and then said, "Then let me stay here for one night and take a rest, okay?"
"no!"
"John, you..."
"I said no."
Being rejected again, the bald man turned his head to look at Su Qing who was standing there in a daze, and said in a somewhat unfriendly tone: "John, don't forget who saved you from those stinky bats!"
"You…" John's face turned livid and he clenched his fists.
Finally, after a brief thought, he reluctantly agreed to the other party, but also put forward his own requirements, "You can stay for one night, but you must leave early tomorrow morning, and you must not bother me again in the future."
"good."
The bald man agreed without even thinking about it.
John's expression softened a little when he saw this.
Su Qing, who was watching this scene nearby, shook his head in his heart: "Poor child, he actually believed it!"
The two made an agreement and there was nothing else to talk about.
John first called a patrolling cowboy to take Baldhead to arrange accommodation, then turned around and looked Su Qing up and down with a scrutinizing look, and said with a smile: "Su, good afternoon!"
"You too, Mr. John."
Su Qing had a natural smile on his face, but he was actually very nervous inside.
When John was arguing with the bald man just now, he took the opportunity to look at the bald man and found that he also had "low-level werewolf blood".
This shows that the bald man is also a werewolf. Combined with the previous wolf howl, it goes without saying that it was this guy's masterpiece.
I just don't know why this guy came to find John?
besides.
If I heard their conversation, I wouldn't be killed to silence them, right?
Su Qing looked at John and saw that he seemed to have forgotten the unpleasantness just now and was communicating with her normally.
This scene made Su Qing loosen his clenched hands.
But he did not relax at all. Instead, he became more anxious and made a decision secretly.
I can't wait any longer. This life of not being able to protect my life is too frustrating and uncomfortable. Just in case, I will start downloading John's low-level werewolf bloodline tomorrow morning.
The two of them entered the living room one after the other and continued to study the Eastern language.
I don't know how much time had passed, it was almost dusk, Su Qing rubbed his sore neck.
John stood up, looked at the sky, closed his book and said with a smile: "Su, it's getting late, you should go back first!"
"Okay, Mr. John, see you tomorrow." Su Qing replied with a smile.
"Goodbye." John nodded, his eyes full of meaning.
After saying goodbye to John, Su Qing walked out of the small building and went straight to the cafeteria.
"I'm sorry, Sue."
John stood there, looking at the receding figure, a look of regret on his face. After a few days of contact, he had a very good impression of Su Qing, and the two of them got along very well. He had originally wanted to train Su Qing to be his confidant.
If possible, he really didn't want to hurt the other person.
Unfortunately, he heard something he shouldn't have heard.
After sighing for a while, John waved to a cowboy and whispered to him:
"Go and ask Zhang to come see me."