I rule the world with cuteness [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 42 The Ghost King and the Scumbag 07

Tang Bao was woken up by Cheng Hongyi the next day.

At six o'clock in the morning, the genius outside is slightly bright.

"Well, I'm up." I don't know if it's because he woke up in the middle of the night, he slept so early yesterday, but he still didn't wake up, and now he sat up in a daze, pouted slightly Tang Ting rubbed his eyes, looking innocently confused.

But Cheng Hongyi's handsome face appeared in front of him, which made Tang Ting instantly realize where he was now.

He got up abruptly and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Get up. The task has already started." Cheng Hongyi pulled him up from the licorice pile and said: "The mobile phone has repeatedly emphasized the task time. I guess this is very important information, so we must hurry up .”

"What does that mean?" Tang Ting, who was still awake, asked confusedly.

"It means that even though we have three days, we probably won't be able to complete the mission. Do you remember that it said that it was a reward, so the mission was adjusted to officially start this morning?"

"Oh……"

Tang Ting suddenly understood.

The reward issued to them by the system of this world is time, which shows that time is very precious for this task.Combined with the "cutting as much wood as possible" mentioned in the task requirements, this "as much as possible" statement is big, but it always means that they have to work very hard to complete the task.

Tang Bao, who understood what Cheng Hongyi meant, looked at Lao Diao and the others who were still asleep in the room, and wondered whether to call them.

He really hates them!But I don’t want them to die, and in this unknown world, there are many people and powerful people. Although these people are bad, they will not be so bad that they are framed here to delay their legs...

After weighing it over and over again, Tang Chen decided to call them up.

Then while they were still confused, he and Cheng Hongyi went to the backyard to wash and chop firewood.

One night, there was a large basket of fresh dry bread in the kitchen.The taste is the same as yesterday, but the quantity is at least three times that of yesterday. It seems that this will be their daily ration.

Lao Diao’s little brothers got new bread today that they ate or shared and hid yesterday. Those who were worried about not having enough food last night had new troubles today. Not only did they not feel excited, but they were full of concern.

——How can this bread come out continuously?If they are provided with free food here, can we change the variety and stop giving them bread?

Amidst everyone's complaints, Tang Jin quietly told Cheng Hongyi what he had experienced after waking up in the middle of the night last night, and then asked him: "Is there someone... or something to bring me food while we are asleep in the middle of the night?" ?”

Cheng Hongyi considered it for a while, and affirmed his idea: "It's possible."

Tang Ting was happy that he touched the edge a little bit, so he smiled at Cheng Hongyi, showing a satisfied expression.

He was very happy that he could reason and discuss with Cheng Hongyi.

However, Cheng Hongyi once said that no matter what brought them to this space, it seems that they are not trying to harm them, at least not wanting them to die.

Before the goal is clear, they can only take one step at a time, so the focus of their work today is to repair the wood in the yard with an axe.

Tang Ting made a comparison on purpose, and the wood stacked in this yard is almost thicker than the wood of the formwork size, which means that all they need to do is to grind these thick wood into logs with a specified diameter, no need to use an ax Go to the mountains and chop trees...it seems a little easier.

It's just that ease is relative. If you want to use an ax to trim a log, you have to polish it evenly. This is actually not an easy task, and they are not carpenters who have been in this line of work all year round.

Tang Ting picked up a heavy ax and tried to "repair" an irregular log. Before he started, he had gone through all the seemingly reasonable steps in his mind. For the remaining coal, press the formwork stakes on the log to measure and draw a circle, and then carefully chop every corner of the log to be trimmed. I didn't use enough strength, and in some places I tried too hard and failed.

When he tried, Cheng Hongyi also tried, but the result still ended in failure. Later, Cheng Hongyi suggested that two people work together to trim a piece of wood. After tinkering for a long time, they finally repaired the wooden piles that were almost even up and down according to the size.

It's just that the stakes "trimmed" with a heavy axe are still angular.Regarding this question, Cheng Hongyi thought about it, and finally searched around the cabin, and successfully found five sharp sickles in a wooden cabinet similar to the kitchen.

The wooden handle of the sickle was very long, and like a heavy axe, it was still awkward to use.

But talk is better than nothing.

After working like this for a whole morning and half a morning, Tang Ting finally polished a wooden post with the cooperation of Cheng Hongyi.

With this experience, it will be much easier to proceed to the next one. At least they know that they can do it, so they have confidence.

They immediately rolled up their sleeves to polish another one.

But the progress of Lao Diao and others beside him was not so smooth.

"Ah! Damn it!" Huang Xiaomeng, who was also trying to deal with the stake, accidentally cut his finger with a sharp sickle, and the blood rushed out, flowing to the ground and finally seeping into the mud.

Huang Xiaomeng hopped her feet in pain, and most of all she was angry.

She scolded: "Why do we spend time and energy doing this shit here? Just because that phone said so? Who is he, he!"

Both Yang Yi and Lao Diao hurriedly came over to see her injury. The scythe was too fast, and even a slight cut would still cause a deep wound. The wound is very neat now, and the bleeding cannot be stopped at all.

The worst part is that there are no medicines and no bandages here. Not to mention whether there will be infection, it is not easy to stop the bleeding.

At this time, someone suggested the soil method of spreading soil to stop the bleeding, but it was quickly rejected by others, after all, it was easy to get infected.

A group of middle school students who have never been to society can't think of a better way. Huang Xiaomeng's blood is everywhere. In the end, Tang Ting cut off the inner lining of his school uniform with a sickle and handed it over to let Lao Diao wrap it up for her. in hand.

The inner lining of the student uniforms is made of pure cotton, in the shape of a net bag, which has a good ventilation effect.

Now that things are relatively clean and can be used to wrap wounds, Tang Ting can only think of this.

The wound was tightly entangled and finally stopped bleeding, but Huang Xiaomeng's fingers were still aching.

She stopped scolding, just sobbed softly, the rest of the people would inevitably be infected by her, and also became hopeless and helpless.

Only Tang Ting felt baffled. Although Huang Xiaomeng's hand bled a lot, there were no blood vessels in the belly of the fingers, which would not cause shock due to excessive blood loss.

The sickle was brand new, only planed wood, and with so much blood, there should be no tetanus infection.

In other cases, even if they are infected, it will not cause irreparable damage. As long as three days pass, they can escape to seek medical treatment.

There's really nothing to cry about.

After calmly analyzing the problem, Tang Zhi still felt that he could not understand, but this time he would not criticize the other party like before.

After all, these people are still middle school students, unlike him, they are not the first to enter the world.

And this time Huang Xiaomeng didn't bully him.

At that time, he might as well do more work.

Huang Xiaomeng's finger was scratched and naturally he couldn't work. Others were still studying how to deal with the wood, and the whole yard fell into a strange and harmonious atmosphere.

Together with Cheng Hongyi, Tang Xing polished another one before noon. He was already sweating profusely from exhaustion. He and Cheng Hongyi both drank some water and ate some dry food, and then started the next step. grinding task.

Tang Ting is used to doing things like this. Once there is a job at hand, he can't accommodate other things in his head, and he doesn't even realize that he is tired.

Cheng Hongyi seems to be the kind of person whose heart is as firm as iron, so even though the two hands are almost worn out after working for a long time, no one said to stop.

But looking at Lao Diao's side, the situation is just the opposite.

A group of them pondered together all morning and finally mastered this technique, but it takes a long time to squat there alone to trim the wood... Impatient people really can't do it, Lao Diao and his men will soon enter Zhao Xiaoguang and Yang Yi also had a hard time when they were in the irritable mode. They almost worked for a while and complained for a while.

Tang Chi was immersed in this the whole day, much like a hard-working and conscientious dwarf living in the forest in a fairy tale.

Although the work is a bit hard, at least it is more fulfilling, especially when you are with the male lead, you can also improve your favorability by the way.

... After spending the whole day together, he and Cheng Hongyi have cooperated quite tacitly, and their work efficiency is very high. They polished more than ten wooden stakes smoothly in one day.

Following this, Cheng Hongyi's favorability has finally moved, and it has changed from 1 to 6...

Very good, fortunately, the hero is not hard-hearted.

Tang Zhi, who returned to rest on the haystack at night, was relieved. He stretched comfortably, stretched his arms and kicked his legs. Just as he was about to fall asleep, 3376 announced to him the status of the landmines he received today.

Tang Ting probably listened to the quantity...it turned out to be surprisingly many!I can't help thinking again... What is the reason for this amount of income?

Because of the systematic interference, his memory was somewhat incomplete, and Tang Zhi had long been used to this situation.

... He himself is ignorant of being a human being, and there is nothing he can't get used to.

But this does not affect his thinking and doubts.

Although the answer has been unexpected.

A lump suddenly sank beside the dry and fluffy haystack, and Cheng Hongyi, who had finished washing, was lying on it.

Seeing the handsome face of the other party, Tang Zhi suddenly felt that the other party's IQ should be able to help him discover some clues about the answer, but the system does not allow him to reveal to the world that he is actually a raider...

Tang Ting once again fell into a dilemma...

"looking at what?"

Tang Tin, who was thinking about things, didn't realize that he accidentally stared at Cheng Hongyi for a long time, and this was enough to attract Cheng Hongyi's attention.

"No, it's nothing." Tang Ting, who still can't lie, said.

"Go to sleep." Cheng Hongyi said.

"it is good."

After agreeing on the wake-up time tomorrow, Tang Ting fell asleep.

Maybe it was because he was too tired that day, so he slept until dawn and didn't wake up in the middle of the night, so he naturally didn't know if anyone was coming.

But it was true that the bread in the kitchen had changed again.

For the test yesterday, Cheng Hongyi specially saved a piece of bread, squeezed them into strange shapes for easy identification, and then threw them into the bread basket.

Then the piece of bread was not in the basket today, it should have been replaced as a whole.

Even though it was a whole basket of fresh bread, the taste of birds faded out of everyone's mouth after eating for two days in a row.

Except for Cheng Hongyi and Tang Tie, all the people present complained about the fact that it was still bread today.

"So we're stuck here, not only do we have to work, but we don't give them any good food! Is it okay to eat bread every day! My teeth hurt when I see these things now!"

"Who knows, can't be generous when food is being sent? Who can eat bread all day long."

Tang Ting stuffed a small piece of bread into his mouth and chewed, while listening to everyone's complaints.

Then he looked at Cheng Hongyi subconsciously... Cheng Hongyi didn't respond, his expression was always indifferent, as if what he ate was not dry bread day after day, but food that could maintain vitality.It doesn't matter what the food is.

……

One day has passed since the three days mentioned on the phone, and obviously, because the work efficiency was not high on the first day, the second day was also a day of hard work.

By the end of the day, Tang Ting had gotten used to hearing the complaints from the opposite party, and the scene of Lao Diao and others crying and cursing their mothers almost became the background sound of the yard.

It's not lonely.

Another day later, there were more than 30 wooden piles of suitable size on Tang Zhi's side, and the achievements of the eight people on Lao Diao's side were not as much as that completed by him and Cheng Hongyi.

"Didn't that broken mobile phone say to build a bridge? We also have more than 50 wooden piles here, isn't it enough..."

The one who spoke was Zhao Xiaoguang, who had been pricked more than once by wooden thorns and had blisters on his hands. The most important thing was that this job was so boring that he never wanted to do it again.

And there is obviously more than one person who has the same idea as Zhao Xiaoguang.

In other words, their brains are more inclined to believe that what Zhao Xiaoguang said is true, and these stakes are enough.

So many people responded, even under the leadership of Zhao Xiaoguang, everyone put down their axes and sickles, and collapsed there.

At this time, Cheng Hongyi was "singing against them": "The content of the task is to make as many stakes as possible. No one knows how much it will take to do more."

That's all he said, after all, he can't force people to work.

And during this process, Tang Zhi has been grinding the shape with a sickle from the beginning to the end. This work is not very laborious, but it requires eyesight and skill. Axe, for preliminary shape modification.

Because he was too focused and was used to complaining from the other side, Tang Ting didn't listen carefully to what they were complaining about this time.

So when he and Cheng Hongyi rushed to work and added some lumber of the same size to 50, there were still only 30 on the other side.

Fifty is already the limit for two people, and lying on the haystack at night, Tang Zhi felt a faint sense of pride.

He thinks less than others, so he is more able to integrate into the task.

In fact, before coming to this world and contacting Lao Diao and others, Tang Zhi never thought of questioning the existence of the system and tasks...

He was caught and told to perform a mission before he could be released, so he readily accepted... Of course, when he first became conscious, he didn't understand anything, he was only dominated by fear, and he was afraid of death every day , where would you think of going to resist?

But now... After observing Lao Diao and others, Tang Zhi discovered... It seems that all normal people should do in this situation is to resist, right?

Is he a little too submissive?

Tang Ting blinked aggrievedly.

"What are you thinking?" Cheng Hongyi, who was lying beside him, asked him.

When Cheng Hongyi was working, he was more focused and devoted than him. Although the two of them cooperated very well, they had almost no verbal communication, and there was no nonsense.

At this moment, the other party suddenly asked himself this rational question... Tang Ting suddenly didn't know how to answer it.

He wanted to shake his head subconsciously, but when he glanced at Lao Diao and the others who were about to sleep, he really thought of a question, and he couldn't help leaning over and whispering: "You said, it's time tomorrow morning, and Lao Diao and the others did it." At that point, will they try to grab our stake tonight?"

It can't be blamed on Tang Bing's overthinking, it's because Lao Diao and the others looked a little weird tonight.

In the past at this time, they were already so tired that they fell asleep, but now everyone was lying on the "bed", but it was obvious that no one on the other side fell asleep.

Although I don't know how to use these standard-sized wood, but according to the character of Lao Diao and others, it is safer to put these things on his side.

So it was normal for Tang Yin to ask this question, but Cheng Hongyi whispered, "No."

"why?"

Cheng Hongyi said: "Because there are five wooden stakes next to the wellhead in the yard, we originally wanted us to do it in groups of two."

"And I answered my question face to face... Each of us will have a portable space, so I believe that the wood from our hands will not be used by others. Otherwise, the wood used as a template in front of the fireplace can be taken by us at will. , we don’t need to work hard at all.”

"Oh." Tang Chen probably understood. For some reason, he liked Cheng Hongyi's use of "we" instead of their small group of two, and he couldn't help showing a happy smile: "You mean that only those who have handled these Only people with wood are qualified to use it?"

"It should be more than just handing over. This system is well thought out, and it seems that we will not make such mistakes that make our distribution uneven." Cheng Hongyi subconsciously said: "Five axes and five sickles, two people, I am afraid it will It is the two people who have done the most work on a single stake to share."