Two meters away from the hut, there are two other huts side by side, which are next to each other. The arrangement of houses in this place is very interesting. The three numbers 2 and 3 are combined in a specific order.&t;p>

The room I was arranged is separated from the two rooms next to it by a distance. It is a combination of 2 and 2, 2, 3, 3 and other combinations.&t;p>

These numbers combinations must have mystery, but when I came in, I asked questions, which may attract doubts, so I kept this detail in my heart and then figured out its meaning when I had the opportunity.&t;p>

I went around my mind and returned to the middle-aged man in front of me. He was still introducing the situation in the Pure Land, such as the location of the public toilet, the location of the bathroom, and the place to receive the meal.&t;p>

"Okay, I remember it all, thank you."&t;p>

"My surname is Wang, and I am the manager here. Whether you encounter problems in life or work, you must report to me."&t;p>

"I understand, Manager Wang, I will work hard." I worked hard to perform a girl who was abandoned by her companions and wandered around. She showed the gratitude and joy when she met a kind-hearted person to take in.&t;p>

Manager Wang was not interested in my gratitude, and even looked a little impatient. He took me in to join the Pure Land, but he seemed to have no concern for anything else. Even the explanation was as dull as memorizing the text.&t;p>

Manager Wang quickly took people away. I turned around and entered the cottage. There was nothing to see in the room. It was so small that I could only put down a single bed and a folding chair. I sat in the only chair. No matter how I thought about it, I felt something was wrong in this place.&t;p>

First of all, there are too few houses and there are no temporary sheds nearby, which can only mean that the survivors here are equal to the number of houses.&t;p>

Secondly, such an ordinary zombie will be lost and cannot play with higher zombies. Apart from birth, old age, sickness, death and hunger, there should be no factor that can cause the death of a large number of people. But why do they take in less and less survivors?&t;p>

Finally, there is Manager Wang's attitude. From taking in me to leaving, he seemed to do something he had done well. He repeated this matter many times, but he didn't care about the progress after the matter, what was my name, what was my specialty, where was my home, why did he go, what happened to the previous team? He didn't ask any of this.&t;p>

If there are many survivors in Pure Land and he, a manager, has no time to pay attention to me, a little girl, then I can still understand, but there are obviously not many people here. Everyone is together day and night, and they should be able to call each other's names as soon as they go out.&t;p>

In this case, he had no doubts about me at all. There were only two possibilities. One was that he was very confident. Whether I was a true survivor or a spy from the thugs, he could control it with all his power.&t;p>

The second type is that he has no intention of giving me a ‘future’ at all, so there is no need to ask regular questions.&t;p>

I prefer the second possibility, the abnormal number of Pure Land survivors makes me suspect that people often die in this place. For a person who will die soon, I believe no one is interested in asking about her details.&t;p>

Since I came in, I was not afraid of them attacking me. I looked at my watch and it was half an hour before lunch time. I got up and walked out of the house and decided to get familiar with the environment first.&t;p>

Because it was working time, there were no one in the surrounding huts. I wandered around and there were no guards around. After moving all the houses, it was just lunch time. I had found the place to receive the food. It was an uninhabited empty house. At noon, someone would carry the prepared food into the empty house and put it out from the window.&t;p>

I don't know how far they work. Anyway, when the time comes, I was the first to line up in front of the window, and someone came over five minutes later.&t;p>

The person in charge of the meal was a woman in her fifties. She put a spoon of white porridge into a plastic bowl with a numb expression. She grabbed half a handful of cut pickles and put them in the porridge. She handed the bowl out of the window without saying a word.&t;p>

I took the bowl, moved a few steps to the side, and let the window open for the people behind. The people behind have automatically lined up, including men and women, old and young. The youngest one is probably eleven or two years old. If they have anything similar, it is their expression.&t;p>

These people looked like the aunt who was fucking, numb and dull, and were completely indifferent to me, a stranger who suddenly appeared.&t;p>

They stared at the front numbly, mechanically took the porridge bowl, and even their swallowing was as stiff as a puppet. I tried to talk to a woman standing next to me, but no matter what I said, she just didn't answer.&t;p>

If someone who is a normal person sees the situation here, he will definitely find Manager Wang. Those who are timid may have to leave directly, but I am not a normal person, so I not only did not leave, but also looked at all the survivors who came to receive the meal.&t;p>

Bai Junyang talked about Xiang Yiyi's appearance. She is 1.6 meters tall, shoulder-length, wearing glasses, and a mole on the corner of her mouth. It is not certain whether she wears glasses or not. Although that thing is useful in peaceful times, it is difficult to say when she escapes.&t;p>

I focused on the mole on the corner of my mouth, but after looking back and forth several times, there was no Xiang Yiyi among the people who received the meal. I also counted carefully the number of people, and there were people in total.&t;p>

Manager Wang and the two guards were not among the people who were receiving the meal. They and Zhenren Qingyan must have another residence. After dinner, I went to the place where I was taking the work tasks. The person responsible for the assignment was a thin young man. There were three wooden signs on his table.&t;p>

The thin young man's expression was different from other survivors. Although his expression was numb, his eyes still had the spirit of a living person.&t;p>

When he saw me entering the house, he said he wanted to take the work tasks, so he asked me to choose one of the three signs to flip over. I found it very interesting, so he opened the wooden sign on the left.&t;p>

The word 'medicine' is engraved on the card. The young man explained that I had received the job of growing medicine. I was about to say where to grow medicine in the middle of winter? Before I spoke, he said, "Let's keep walking behind the house where I received the food."&t;p>

After the young man finished speaking, he ignored me. Everyone else seemed to have lost his soul. He was alone and kept awake. I guess he and Manager Wang were in the same group, so he could not reveal the secret of the Pure Land to me.&t;p>

Since this is the case, I don’t need to waste my lips and tongue on him. I went out and walked in the direction he said. After walking about a hundred steps behind the house where I was collecting food, the scenery in front of me suddenly changed, and a heater came to me. I actually walked into a greenhouse.&t;p>

Many shelves were built in the greenhouse with green plants planted on them. Some of the people who had received the meal stood in front of the shelves, some watering and some picking.&t;p>

I know nothing about planting and have only eaten strawberries and vegetables grown in greenhouses. Although I have heard of growing medicinal materials in large greenhouses, I have never seen them after all, and I don’t know how to do them.&t;p>

"New, go water there, don't water too much one, the second floor of the shelf against the wall." A middle-aged woman holding scissors pointed to the row of shelves beside me and said.&t;p>

It seems that there are not all puppets here. There are clear-headed persons in charge at every key position. I don’t know what method they will use to turn me into a puppet.&t;p>

I walked to the shelf and picked up the kettle from the ground. There was a waist-high water tank next to the kettle, and a small plastic basin floated on the water.&t;p>

I filled the kettle and poured some water on each plant on the second shelf. There were only more than one hundred survivors of the Pure Land, but this greenhouse is nearly a thousand square meters. Qingyan Zhenren planted so many medicines, obviously not for the purpose of curing diseases.&t;p>

Besides, all survivors can work, and even if they look sick or painful, they can’t feel it. Who can I take these herbs for?&t;p>

There are about twenty survivors responsible for the use of medicine. The rest should be in other positions. There are three wooden signs when receiving work, which means there are at least two other jobs to choose from.&t;p>

It’s hard to say that it’s growing vegetables. I didn’t find Xiang Yiyi, so I didn’t have the time to work. After watering, I reported to the ‘foreman’ and said I wanted to go to the toilet.&t;p>

The foreman did not stop me, nor did he send someone to monitor me. Maybe they were very confident in Qingyan Zhenren, so there were no guards and patrols in the Pure Land, and no one supervised the survivors. Of course, these survivors would not escape, but I am different. Aren’t they worried that I would notice the strangeness here and secretly escape?&t;p>

I left the greenhouse and went back to the open space behind the canteen. The same was true when I entered the valley. In the blink of an eye, I entered another space. Could it be that Qingyan Zhenren really knows magic? Otherwise, he would be a great scientist who has developed the technology of time and space docking?&t;p>

The residential area is still the same. I used the excuse to find more clues, but unfortunately I couldn’t find any valuable clues.&t;p>

I had to go back to the greenhouse and wait for the evening to come out to investigate. The boring work lasted for an afternoon. By supper time, I felt a little numb. I was doing the same thing repeatedly for several hours, and it would be strange if my mind remained dull.&t;p>

After dinner, it was free time to move, but all the survivors returned to their own houses. I curiously picked a few rooms and took a look at them. They all sat on chairs, closed their eyes and remained motionless.&t;p>

In the end, I really didn't see anything, so I went back to the room to sit quietly, but my mind kept circling, guessing the various secrets of the Pure Land.&t;p>

When it was time to bed, all the survivors lay down and fell asleep. I deliberately dragged it for half an hour before going out. I wanted to sneak back to the greenhouse according to the daytime route, but I walked back and forth behind the canteen for more than ten times, but I couldn't enter another space.&t;p>

If the Qingyan Zhenren had the ability to separate two spaces, then there might be more than one hundred survivors in the Pure Land, but I just couldn't get into the space they were in.&t;p>

The dangers of this trip are self-evident. Qingyan Zhenren may be far more difficult to deal with than we think. He does not rely on ordinary force. These invisible and intangible spaces are more evil than real swords and guns.&t;p>

I turned back to the hut and waited quietly for dawn. However, at midnight, a ringtone suddenly rang outside. I was sure that it was not a ringtone from electronic devices, but a kind of bell I played when I was a child.&t;p>

The ringtone was crisp and had a clear sense of rhythm, like a string of repeated passwords. I thought to myself that it was finally here!&t;p>

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Chapter completed!