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"It's no problem now."
After fixing the rhythm of cutting vegetables for himself, Chen Mu focused on his breathing.
The fifth-level Cloud Mirage Form Training Technique has 360 variations of breathing techniques. If you make even the slightest mistake, you will have to start all over again.
"Luckily I have proficiency."
He was able to get into a breathing rhythm quickly.
In my mind, in the mist, tiny silver threads began to flicker, change, and grow.
Chen Mu quickly immersed himself in it.
The movements of the hands did not change. The mechanical hands raised the knife and dropped it. The hands raised the knife and dropped it. The hands raised the knife and dropped it.
……
The short and fat guy next to me was named Zheng Yuan. As his name suggests, he had a round face, round legs, and round belly. His flexible fingers were as round as carrots.
He was the only vegetable cutter in the Dingyou Camp's fire department.
Zheng Yuan glanced at the dull young man beside him and nodded imperceptibly.
The new worker is the chef's nephew and is not to be trifled with.
He was worried that the other party's work would be rough and he would have to work harder, but after two days of observation, he was unexpectedly satisfied.
The speed is slower than mine, but I am not lazy. After three or five days, I will be strong enough to be a good partner.
Glancing at the other person's speed in cutting vegetables, Zheng Yuan shook his head slightly.
"After all, he is a little slower than me. I may have to help him later."
"Forget it, just help me, after all he is the chef's nephew."
A quarter of an hour later, Zheng Yuan stopped and moved his arms.
Looking at Chen Mu who was still cutting vegetables, he couldn't help but shake his head: "There are so many vegetables, and it's not appropriate to take a break. We can't do it this recklessly."
"Rookie, just wait until you get a taste of the bitterness."
After two quarters of an hour, Zheng Yuan stopped to move his wrist again.
I heard a slow trembling sound next to my ear, and I turned my head in surprise.
"I'm still in good physical condition."
After three quarters of an hour, Zheng Yuan took a rest.
Duoduoduo...
Five quarters of an hour later, Zheng Yuan rested again by hammering his waist.
Duoduoduo...
Half an hour later, Zheng Yuanman was sweating profusely, listening to the steady ticking sound of a water clock beside him. Even though he felt that the kitchen knife seemed to weigh twenty pounds, he did not dare to stop.
"Work harder. We can't let a newbie outperform us."
Thinking of this, he turned and looked at the newcomer.
Then he saw the other party's empty bamboo basket.
Zheng Yuan: “…”
Chen Mu also came back to his senses at this time, looking at the bamboo basket with a slightly distracted look.
"Finished? Oh."
Noticing the gaze from the side, Chen Mu turned around and saw Zheng Yuan's stunned expression and the other party's two large baskets full of vegetables.
"It's over! Alas..."
Isn't this exposed?
"Well... When I was in the village, I cut the meat for the chef who prepared buffets. You don't know, but for such a large banquet, there were only two people cutting the meat." Chen Mu decided to rescue.
Zheng Yuan said expressionlessly: "Oh, I used to work at Sihailou, and I was also a butcher. You don't know, in such a big Sihailou, there are only two butchers among the three chefs."
Chen Mu: “…”
……
The problem was finally solved perfectly after Chen Mu helped cut a basket of vegetables.
The short and stocky Zheng Yuan looked at Chen Mu with a look of complete satisfaction.
He also secretly advised Chen Mu not to cut so fast, but to learn to take a reasonable break... It is said to be a secret of Sihailou.
Chen Mu gladly accepted the instruction and followed suit, and then he truly integrated into the Dingyou Camp's firebrand army.
……
Two days later, at the gate of Dingyou Camp.
A group of people gathered together, forty or fifty people formed a long queue, and moved forward little by little.
Chen Mu lowered his head slightly, and mingled in the middle of the team with an honest and shy look.
Today is the day they all wear the iron bracelets together.
The people passing by were not surprised and just took a look and walked away.
"Is it written now?" Chen Mu stared at the front tent in surprise.
There was a long table there.
There were two people sitting behind the table, an old man with a goatee checking the books, and a middle-aged man in gray tights in charge of wearing the iron bracelet.
There was a bronze box next to the middle-aged man, and he would take out an iron ring from it from time to time.
Write twice on the inside of the iron ring with a brush, and then put it on the person.
"Corrosion caused by special potion?" Chen Mu understood.
He had thought it was carved out hard.
"At this point, the identity of the civilian Sun Dawang has been successfully disguised." Chen Mu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He sneaked in in disguise, but there were many risks.
"Being able to wear the iron bracelet means that your identity has been verified."
Now, he can go north with the army and wait for an opportunity to obtain the Thousand Machine Order, and at the same time avoid being controlled by the Tangshan Army.
"Turning people into mummies, tsk tsk..." The methods of these natives are really horrifying.
"I'm afraid it's some special magical weapon." Chen Mu remembered Kuituo's description.
"It's still better to be a civilian."
"Those big shots who are too arrogant don't care about being a commoner."
Just as he was thinking about it, the middle-aged man finished processing an iron ring. He pulled up the left hand of the laborer in front of the table and put it on him.
Inadvertently, a thin black line flashed out from the bracelet. If Chen Mu had not practiced and transformed himself seven times and had excellent eyesight, he might not have been able to see it clearly.
Then he just watched as the black line pierced into the civilian man's arm.
Chen Mu: “…”
"grass!"
There is still one chapter left, and it might be quite late, so don’t wait, friends, just read it tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 140 Parasitism
He then observed another civilian putting on the iron bracelet, and indeed there was a black thread penetrating into the man's body.
Chen Mu couldn't help but sigh: "I can't be a commoner anymore."
"We can only think of other ways."
Chen Mu looked around.
Only now did I notice that there were five or six sturdy men in black leather armor vaguely distributed around the middle-aged man.
Just now he thought that it was the soldiers of Tangshan Army who were maintaining order.
Now looking at the other party's position, it is clear that he is protecting the middle-aged man.
"He's still a big shot." Chen Mu shook his head.
The iron bracelet might be the means by which Tang Shanjun controls people, and only big shots have access to such core secrets.
“I can only run.”
He could see clearly that although this place was deep in the base, Fenxi River was only four or five hundred meters to the south.
As long as he could sneak into Fenxi before others could react, he could escape successfully.
Most of the laborers in the labor camp were untrained and could not catch up with him at all.
Thinking of this, he took a half step to the side with his right foot.
The soles of my feet and thighs show strength. If I want to run, I have to give it my all.
Just as I was about to exert force, I suddenly felt a sharp gaze coming at me.
Chen Mu pretended to look up casually and met the expressionless face of the middle-aged man.
For no reason, Chen Mu felt a chill in his heart, as if he was being stared at by a tiger.
He quickly raised his head and stretched out his hands, pretending to stretch his limbs.
"who is he?!"
Chen Mu had a feeling that if he confronted that man, he would die!
His wandering soul almost covered half of his body, yet it still made him feel a fatal danger.
"Armor Soul?!"
Chen Mu felt a sharp pain in his teeth.