Chapter 246 The toilet storm

The next time is to go through the entry and reception procedures. The mine guards have numbers for the new coolies one by one, put on slave collars, and arranged accommodation.

Lin Zaishan once again felt helpless to find that his number was related to 2, which was No. 1022, and Schwaronson was No. 1044. The two were assigned to different dormitories.

The so-called dormitory is actually a large and simple wooden house, which is made of wooden boards into two rows of large shops where you can sleep 10 people.

"Sit up and find your own bed, keep it quiet at night, don't bother us if you have nothing to do." The guard of the dormitory waved the electric baton and shouted, "The toilet is in the corner, pour the toilet at 5 a.m. tomorrow morning, eat breakfast at 6 a.m., and start work at 7 a.m.. From 8 a.m. to 5 a.m., it is a curfew time. Any miner appears in the restricted area without permission, and the guard can kill it on the spot. Good night, sissy."

After the dormitory guard left, the atmosphere in the room suddenly exploded. The miners began to complain and complain.

"Why am I so unlucky?" said a white man in his early 30s. "I went through a lot of trouble and finally got rid of the slavery of the tyrant John. Who knew that he fell into the hands of Bison Bill and was forced to become the miner with his head on the gun."

Another tall and strong middle-aged white man mocked, "Do you think you are the lucky ones? Everyone here is at least as unlucky as you. I was originally a member of the Coyote Team, and I eat delicious food and drink spicy food every day. Although my life is dangerous, I am free and happy. But now, I want to live in a broken house with you, the group of unlucky guys and garbage, and sleep in the same shit bed!" He didn't even sit in the right place, so he casually found a bed he liked to sit down.

Lin Zaishan walked over and said, "Friend, this location is No. 1022, it should be my bed."

"Damn it, get out of here; otherwise I will break your neck." The tall middle-aged man shouted.

"Can you tell me what number you are? Just think that the two of us exchange positions."

"Are you deaf? Didn't you hear me telling you to get out?"

Lin Zaishan didn't want to be as knowledgeable as these unlucky coolies, so he obediently retreated to the corner and waited for others to allocate the bed first.

The miner who drove away Lin Zaishan with strength and skin enhancement ability, named Lund said to the two miners in the shops 1023 and 1021: "If you don't want to die, get out of here."

The miner at B&B No. 1021 claimed to be strong and did not buy it. Lund held him high above the top and threatened: "Do you want to die or live?"

1021 Seeing that the situation was not good, he begged softly: "Brother, I didn't offend you. I have something to discuss."

"Your bunks are mine now! If anyone dares to put his stinky feet on my territory, I will break his neck and tear his butt. Have you heard it clearly?"

All the miners are timid.

In this way, at least two or three miners had no beds to sleep. A thin middle-aged black man who had nowhere to go came to Lin Zaishan in the corner, "Move a seat, buddy, we may have to sleep against the wall in the future!"

Lin Zaishan moved his body friendly. The black man squatted beside him and said, "Brother, do you think you are the most unlucky person in the world?"

Lin Zaishan replied: "I am still alive at least, and some of my most close friends live better than me, and I have nothing to complain about."

"Then you have to congratulate you. The person who is squatting next to you now is the most miserable black man in the world."

"You mean yourself?"

"Of course, in this world of racial inequality, I was born in a black family, which is considered to be unfortunate than white. I lost my job before the end of the world and had not yet obtained my pension. At the beginning of the end of the world, my parents and grandparents died, my wife ran away last week, and my son died this week. I am now alone, I broke a finger the day before yesterday, and today I was almost kicked by a thug. Just now, the perverted battalion commander played a game and killed my only friend Ricky. Brother, do you think anyone in this world is worse than me?"

Lin Zaishan asked, "One of the two people who were killed in the game just now is your buddy Richie?"

"Yes, the one who got her neck twisted."

"It seems you are indeed unlucky and miserable."

"Since that's the case, buddy, please take care of me more in the future. We can guard each other's backs. This will increase our chances of survival."

"No problem, my name is Lucifer, what do you call it?"

"Fuck! Buddy, do you take it seriously? You actually named yourself after the devil?"

"I don't feel anything."

"Okay, cool enough. My name is Suke. Anyone who knows me calls me a pharmacist."

"You used to be a doctor?"

"No, I only went to high school and didn't graduate. After losing my job, I started to learn how to make H powder, and then took it to the street to buy it. The business was once quite prosperous. So I got the nickname of a pharmacist."

"I'll go! You guy did this? It should have harmed many people, right?"

"I swear my products are non-toxic." Suk made a booing gesture, "I'm thinking about whether to re-enter the old business in this hell mine. You know, maybe the guardians will promote me from the miner team when they are happy."

"You don't have raw materials, tools, and more importantly, you don't have time. How can you make the so-called h powder?"

"Ha, I have my own trick." Su Ke looked mysterious.

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Lin Zaishan stood up and read the "Miners Code" engraved on a wooden board on the wall. The first one is: "Bill is the supreme leader of mankind in the last days. Bill himself is our faith, Bill's will is our guide, and Bill's words are our law."

"I'll go! If this is known to the saints of the last days, they will definitely punish this Bill as a heresy." Lin Zaishan has the ability to remember everything he never forgets, and in the blink of an eye he remembers the subsequent content of the code in his heart.

At night, because the door of the dormitory was blocked, the miners in the dormitory had nowhere to go. Everyone thought that they would get up to work at 5 a.m. tomorrow, so they all took the time to sleep and rest.

Lin Zaishan and Suke had no beds, so they leaned against the wall and slept.

"Brother, have you heard any terrible strange sounds coming from outside?" Su Ke asked.

"It should be a mutated brown bear." Lin Zaishan replied.

"Will the brown bears rush into the camp and kill us?"

"Don't worry. The firepower on the whistle tower is very strong, and the armor-piercing bombs are very powerful. The brown bear will not risk coming here to die."

"Hopefully I've had enough of all my bad luck."

As soon as Su Ke finished speaking, a strong man stood up and walked towards him and Lin Zaishan. "Get out of the nigger! Don't hinder me from peeing!"

The strong man kicked Su Ke away with one kick and kicked Lin Zaishan to the side.

Lin Zaishan doesn't want to show his abilities for the time being, so he is patient.

The strong man unbuttoned the door of his pants, whistled, and urinated leisurely. The smell of urination spread throughout the dormitory in an instant.

"This guy must have eaten a lot of carrion during the day." Su Ke whispered in his ear.

After the strong man urinated, he went back to his bed to sleep. Others were sensually urinated and they all came over to relieve their hands on the toilet. In the end, Lund even squatted on it and came to a large size. Everyone was sobering that the smell was so smoldering.

"What are you looking at? I'll let you eat it again." Lund shouted at Lin Zaishan and Suke, who were closest to the toilet.

"This place is 10,000 times worse than a prison, and it can definitely be said to be hell."

Lin Zaishan couldn't stand the stench in the dormitory, so he activated the plant ability and leaned against the wall to close his eyes and rest.

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At 5 a.m., a sharp ringtone rang, and the miners woke up from their sleep.

Outside the dormitory, a militant opened the door lock and shouted: "It's time to get up and pour the toilet. Five minutes later, if I find someone still stays on the bed, I will stuff a cobra into his bed. If the toilet in the dormitory is not available, I will let you eat the things inside as breakfast!"

The dormitory door was opened and a fresh air rushed in. The new air contrasted with the smell in the dormitory, making the toilet even more uncomfortable.

Lund stood up and grabbed Suke, "Nigga, hurry up and pour the toilet, otherwise I will drown you in it."

Su Ke had no choice but to cover his nose to pick up the toilet. There was a broken finger on his hand, and the toilet accumulated everyone's inventory overnight, which was very heavy. The thin Su Ke couldn't even carry it. He looked at Lin Zaishan with a look of help, "Brother, please pour the toilet for me once, I will remember you."

Lin Zaishan had noticed his broken fingers long ago and immediately replied: "No problem." He picked up the toilet and walked out of the dormitory.

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At this time, people in all dormitories were busy pouring out the toilets, and those who came out with the toilets were basically unlucky guys with weak bodies like Su Ke or Lin Zaishan.

Lin Zaishan didn't know where to fall, so he followed everyone forward, walked dozens of meters away, and came to the wooden wall. There was a bottomless crack here, and everyone pinched their noses and poured the shit and urine from the toilet into the crack. Not far away was a whistle tower, and the guards on it were all wearing masks and staring at this side in disgust.

Lin Zaishan walked back with an empty bucket, and a beam of searchlight locked him. A leader on the nearby sentry tower shouted: "Who is under the light, come here."

Lin Zaishan walked to the underside of the wardrobe. The door of the wardrobe opened, and a militant pointed inside and ordered: "Pour our toilet too, and then send it back obediently."

"I'll go! I can poke a hornet's nest when I deliver the toilet." Lin Zaishan looked around for a few times and found that the various towers were also randomly looking for miners to clean up their inventory. "It seems that miners not only need to mine, but also help the guards do a lot of private work."

When I thought of doing private work, I heard a scream. I saw a fair-skinned and handsome white boy kicked out of the whistle by a militant. The militant smiled grimly and said, "Peter, your service last night was too poor, and everyone was not very satisfied. You should wash your butt today, and then carefully reflect and learn your special skills."

"Please let me go, I'm straight, not a gay man." The boy begged.

"Damn, Pete, don't be shameless. You have to thank yourself for being more 'beautiful' so that you can get special treatment and be exempt from mining every day. If you act a little badly tonight, you will be asked to mining early tomorrow morning. I bet you can't stand it all morning."

Pete got up helplessly and walked dejectedly towards the bottomless crack in which everyone was pouring the toilet. He looked into the crack and was about to jump down.

Because Lin Zaishan, who was about to pour the toilet again, pulled Pitt back.

"Let me go and let me die. I really can't stand their humiliation."

"Brother, do you know this is the place where the toilet is poured? If you die here, the body is irrigated by feces and urine all day long. It is better to live humiliatedly." Lin Zaishan said as he exerted force on his arm, and a bucket of feces and urine spilled into the cracks.

"You...you said something reasonable. But..."

"Don't let it go. Who is not suffering or humiliation when living in this end of the world?"

"Can you understand my pain?"

"Brother, haven't you seen me holding two toilets in my hand?"

In this camp, everyone who is forced to take off the toilet is basically the most humble and weakest group. Pete looked at Lin Zaishan up and down, "Do you think you still have the chance to change your destiny?"

"Of course, I never doubt this."

"What is your basis?"

Lin Zaishan racked his brains and finally made up a so-called basis: "Have you ever heard of a great savior coming to the west?"

"What big savior?" Pete asked curiously.

"Don't tell others." Lin Zaishan pretended to be mysterious and approached Pete's ear: "It was the slag Lin who rescued many enslaved people from the tyrant John. It is said that he had a big fight with the Bison Bill near Kingman yesterday, and then left safely."

"What you said is true. I heard the beasts mention this in the wardrobe last night, but they didn't know that their opponent was called Zhalin." Pete was immediately attracted by interest.

"Brother, live well and believe that in the near future, Zhalin will definitely come to save you."

"Why are you so sure?"
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