Different World Development Manual

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Afi followed Aim out of the shower room and looked back into the tent. Soon another group of prisoners of war also followed him in. They should follow them and wash their bodies.

Although this cleaning method feels weird, Afi is very comfortable after cleaning.

"Trouble everybody line up, 10 people in a row, a few rows."

Although 50,000 pigs are difficult to control, 50,000 intelligent humans are different.

After Aim instructed to go down, Affi and the glorious prisoners of war immediately lined up.

In the open air, a group of grand masters launched a celestial feast.

But when I looked around, there were also a lot of guys lined up next to me, who came out of the shower tent.

In front of Afi, there are several Chinese people wearing white coats and blue masks.

They were sitting behind the desk, upright, looking at themselves while recording something with a strange pen.

Afi actually found out that there were women among them, and when she thought of her nakedness, Afei suddenly blushed. After all, she was only 16 years old.

However, the female military doctor gave Afi and the group of masters a glance, looked at it for a moment, and then continued to record calmly.

Afi was shocked, is this still a woman?

In her eyes, Affi seemed to see an alchemist who had met the eyes of those experimenting medicinal herbs, without any emotion.

At this time, several CPA fighters in camouflage uniforms picked up the box of boxes with beautiful patterns from the table and walked to the front of the queue.

Immediately afterwards, he took a circular sheet-like object out of the box and took it in his hand.

Aim introduced the group of prisoners of war next to him: "This is an insect repellent pill. If you eat it, you can kill all the parasites that live in your stomach."

Afei froze, parasite?

There are worms in his stomach?

I haven't eaten worms since I came back.

Like Affi, the prisoners of war have become suspicious.

Of course, the courage of the prisoners of war gradually increased, and they did not have to use Aim to signal Afi as a trustee. Some prisoners of war had already taken over the insect repellent machine in the hands of the soldier and threw them into their mouths. Go on.

Swallowing the medicine without feeling anything.

Afi glanced and frowned. That stuff always felt terrible.

But when CPA walked up to him with the medicine, Afi glanced at the milky pill, swallowed it, and finally reached out and took the medicine.

My heart sank: "Originally a slave, and now a prisoner of war, he is the mua, eat first as a tribute, big deal is the dead bird, and the next life will be reborn as a man."

Immediately opened his mouth and took the pills.

But instead of swallowing the medicine like the previous ones, he swung his tongue around the pill. The taste buds came in close contact with the pill for a while, and finally swallowed slowly.

"Huh? Milky smell? !!!"

After all, the ancestors were nobles, and Afi secretly stolen milk at the slave mine when he was a kid. The taste is endless.

Afi's exclamation immediately attracted curious eyes of the prisoners of war behind.

And the prisoners of war who swallowed the drugs in front of them thumped their chests, and regretted that they did not taste them carefully. After all, according to their understanding, pills, pills, and medicines are always bitter.

What's more, the pills of the Huaxia people still look "poisonous". The pills that kill the insects in their stomachs look like a lie made by the Huaxia people to lure them to swallow and then use the poison to control themselves.

As Afi gave a five-star praise to the flavor of the pill milk, the resistance of the prisoners of war behind was also greatly reduced, and they were put into the mouth and tasted, but these civilians could hardly taste it.

Of course, there were also prisoners of war who had worked as dairy farmers exclaimed: "It's really the smell of milk, my god, this pill is amazing, is it made of milk?"

The prisoners of war have a lot of talk.

But a moment later, after taking all the prisoners of war to swallow, Aim said at this time: "Okay, then the doctor will simply check the body for everyone."

At this time, all the medics sitting behind the table stood up and came over with various inspection tools.

It was the female military doctor who just checked Afi ’s body. She saw her mouth open and said in a few Panda vocabulary words she just learned: “Open your mouth, stretch your tongue, and say,‘ ah ’.”

The intermittent vocabulary allowed the clever Afi to understand what the woman wanted to express in front of her, and then opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.

The medic took a photo with a flashlight, buried his head, and began to take notes in a strange book with the pen "sir".

Afi looked under his eyes and was shocked. The blue board in front of this Chinese man was a material he had never seen before, as well as the paper on the board with many strange patterns.

Even the paper used by the nobility is not as good as the paper in the hands of this Chinese man.

As for the records written by Chinese people in Chinese characters, they were completely used as pictures by Afei mixing those forms.

After the female medical doctor finished recording, she turned her head and looked at Aim. He called Aim and said something, and then saw Aim looking at him with a smile and pointing at his left arm: "You call What's the name? What's wrong with your arm? "

"Ah, my name is Affy, a slave, and my left arm was broken at the slave mine three years ago."

Aim looked apologetic, and then whispered something to the Chinese, and the Chinese nodded and walked towards the prisoner of war behind Affi, continuing to check.

A few minutes later, after the inspection was complete, the military doctors sat back to their positions. Several of the prisoners of war were taken out by the Huaxia people and put into another queue.

Afi saw that there were other people, one after another, led north from other queues and brought them to that queue.

Is this the rhythm to be executed?

A Fei was a bit guilty in his heart, carefully asked Amy in front of him: "Ai ... Ai Aim, what are the Chinese people going to do?"

Em smiled, patted Afi on the shoulder, and reassured: "Relax, it's okay, they are just sick, and they need to be taken to the battlefield hospital for treatment. They will be re-programmed after treatment.

It ’s a bunch of new nouns that I have n’t heard of yet. Although it ’s said to heal them, Afi is convinced that most of the Chinese people will take them to other places to be secretly executed. .

Aim also saw Afi's worries because the warriors of the Valkyrie were also panicking.

Aim did not want to explain more to Affi, after all, as prisoners of war, they should not stay here too long.

Those prisoners of war who were taken away for treatment will be sent back soon after the treatment. They are all in a spirited manner, willing to sell their lives for the Chinese people, and then all the panic will be because of their return without attack. Self-breaking.

Im then took the crowd to an open space again. At this time, the Huaxia people came over with two sets of orange clothes and issued two sets one after another.

Aim introduced next to him: "This is a prisoner of war suit, a total of two sets, as your laundry during this period.

If it is broken, it is too bad to wear. You can apply for new clothes from the People's Army, but remember that you cannot damage it intentionally. "

Affi looked at the two sets of brand-new clothes, which were mixed with four gray underwear, and burst into tears.

I'm afraid this fabric can't be worn by those nobles.

With a grim look, he looked at Aim and CPA and sniffed. He couldn't help but say "thank you".

Aim enjoys this kind of work very much. He can hear the praise of the prisoners of war for the Huaxia people every day. Even his help in doing things has been highly praised by the prisoners of war.

As the prisoners of war put on their new clothes again, Aim led them to a clearing.

I saw a lot of wooden chairs here, and behind the chairs stood the Granites in camouflage uniforms.

Yes, yes, it is a group of Gran people who are kinder to China.

They wore an apron around their waists, holding a strange tool in their hands, and beckoned, saying, "Come on, straighten your hair."

"Ok?"

Aim said: "Prisoners of war are shaved. First, it is convenient for us to recognize, but the hair grows and it is not easy to care for, and it is easy to breed bugs and bacteria."

Afi hesitated for a while, and finally, with several prisoners like him, he chose to believe in the words of Aim and the Granians with strange tools in their hands.

When they sat on the chair, a white cloth was tied around their necks, and the whole body was covered.

Immediately afterwards, a "buzzing" sound was heard, and the strange thing kept stroking on his head, and a pinch of hair quickly fell off.

The Panda Empire is not a state of etiquette. These people do n’t care too much about their hair. After all, they are prisoners of war, and they still care about anything, as long as they live.

With the round heads being shaved one by one and rearranged together, Affi felt that the whole person was refreshing.

At this time, Aim took a notebook and began to read: "I stand here when I read the name. You will be sent as prisoners of war to Momo City for labor transformation and learning ..."

A moment later, Affey ’s team went to one-third of the people, and Aim continued to say: "I am thinking of the name now, you will go to Windmill Town for labor transformation and cultural learning ..."

Immediately after that, I went to another third of the people. At this time, Aim closed her notebook, looked at Afi and others, and grinned: "Well, if you guys, stay in Anribao for labor transformation and cultural study. Right.

Next I will take you to see where you live. "

labour reform?

Cultural learning?

Afi didn't quite understand what Aim said, but as a prisoner of war, there was still a place to live?

Afi looked suspiciously at the Chinese people next to him. It was incredible. Are these Chinese people doing charity? Shouldn't the prisoners sleep directly on the spot? Does it matter if you die from starvation and death in a dirty, damp and cold environment?

At least as a slave, Affi didn't enjoy any good life.

A moment later, Aim led the crowd to a tent, and Aim said: "Well, this is your future residence."

Afi raised her head and looked inside, there was a bed in it! ! This is for yourself! ?

Although the bed is simply made of wood, it is indeed a bed, clean and tidy, and empty.

Aim pointed at the beds, opened the book, and continued to introduce: "I will assign you a bed for a while. Don't make a mistake in the future."

At this time, several people wearing towels on their shoulders and also wearing orange prisoner of war costumes came over. One of them was in his 30s, copying a Panda language with a strong local accent, and quipped: "Yo, little Em, bring a new man coming?"

Aim nodded: "Also please help take care of you."

The man in his thirties was full of stubble, a sunny face, patted his chest, and said with a laugh: "No problem, give it to our brother, we will definitely treat the newcomers, otherwise the distinguished Chinese adults will have to scold We are, ha ha ha ha ... "

Afi could hear that the man's accent should be the Semitic, the people who lived under the Duke of Berber.

Thinking of this, Afi was shocked and surprised in his heart: "The 'Valkyrie' also lost?"

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