Chapter 486: Judgment Day Arrives
Life underground is dull and boring.
Being relegated to this level, one is basically cut off from the enjoyment and entertainment of the earthly world.
Several mercenaries got used to this kind of life and became lazy. They had long lost their fighting spirit and just spent their days eating and waiting to die.
Not to mention cleaning, they were too lazy to even clean the big iron buckets that contained the slaves' food. They were even too lazy to pour out the leftover food every day. They would just pour new food into the buckets the next day and stir it.
Therefore, slaves were likely to eat food left over from the previous day or even from several days before.
"Let's wash it. What if the people above come to check?"
Wang Teng's approach and thinking are perfectly consistent with a careful and cautious newcomer.
He took the big iron bucket, walked to the sink, turned on the rusty faucet, poured out the remaining food in the bucket first, and then began to clean the dirty iron bucket.
Swish, swish, swish!
He was nimble and skillful, and did not look like a mercenary king who had been in a high position for many years.
At this time, Su Xia also came over with an iron bucket, stood beside him, turned on a faucet, and placed the iron bucket under the faucet to rinse.
"Brother Wu, those old guys are just ordering you around on purpose. There's no need to listen to them."
Su Xia had a normal look on his face. He was holding an iron brush and brushing the surface of the iron bucket vigorously, talking as he brushed.
The brush makes a hissing sound when rubbing against the surface of the iron bucket. It is very unpleasant and can easily give people goose bumps.
On the side, Wang Teng acted embarrassed, scrubbing the bucket diligently, and said: "Brother Qiao, I think I have to work after eating. If I don't work, I can't prove the value of the meal just now. After all, I ate so much..."
"You are good at eating a lot." Su Xia said calmly, "Those few eat more than you. Look at how lazy they are. They eat and sleep all day long, just like a group of pigs!"
"But I just got here after all."
"So what if I just got here? Don't think too much."
As he spoke, Su Xia picked up a bottle of detergent and squeezed it twice.
He works very efficiently, which is a skill he has acquired since childhood.
"Brother Wu, I think you have the potential to become a behind-the-scenes advisor. As I said before, it's a waste of your talent to stay here. It's the right thing to do to move up as soon as possible."
Su Xia brushed vigorously and added: "If you hang out with pigs, you will become a pig sooner or later."
"But it's easy to come down, but it's hard to go up." Wang Teng sighed, and a trace of unwillingness and sadness appeared on his face again.
As a newcomer, it is normal for him to be unwilling. It would be abnormal if he adapted so quickly.
"So you should find more opportunities to show yourself!" Su Xia said.
"How should I show off?" Wang Teng seemed to be in a dilemma and asked seriously, "Brother Qiao, I also want to show off in front of those big shots, but I never have the chance. I'm timid and don't dare to talk to them."
"What's so difficult about this?"
Su Xia snapped his fingers and said with a relaxed look, "Let's go up there when we have time. If we hang out in those entertainment venues, we'll always run into some big shots."
"What happens after that?" Wang Teng asked.
"After we meet, we two brothers will pretend to chat. We will stand near those big shots and talk loudly about the hottest topics recently... I will be responsible for asking questions, and you will be responsible for answering. As long as your answers are clever enough, you will definitely attract the attention of those big shots!"
Su Xia smiled, acted confidently, and told Wang Teng his plan.
Pretend to chat, this is a very practical method.
As long as you strike the right balance, you won't annoy those big shots, but you can still attract their attention.
Once they succeed, they will surely be appreciated and leave this dark hellhole, becoming the superior people again and enjoying higher treatment.
But Wang Teng didn't seem to understand, with a puzzled look on his face. He scratched his hair with his wet hands and asked again: "Brother Qiao, how do we pretend?"
"This... let's first assume a scenario."
Su Xia thought for a moment, shook the water off her hands, and then began to simulate for Wang Teng.
He pointed to a large metal barrel not far away and said, "Let's assume that's a big guy, very close to us, and not moving."
"Okay." Wang Teng nodded seriously .
"Now, we can start pretending to chat." Su Xia continued, "For example, I will say: 'Brother Wu, the town is not very safe recently. I heard that someone from Nanfeng has come in. If it were you, how would you deal with those people from Nanfeng Organization?'... After I ask, you can answer your thoughts."
"Do you want to give a very clever answer?" Wang Teng asked.
"Of course! As long as it is exquisite enough, it can attract the attention of big shots!" Su Xia said seriously.
"Well, let me think about it..."
Wang Teng touched his head, put the cleaning matter aside, and began to think seriously.
After a while, he looked at the water flowing from the tap, carefully considered his words, and said slowly: "If it were me, I would deliberately release a few prisoners from the South Wind Organization and use them as bait to attract members of the South Wind Organization who have infiltrated the town, and secretly observe the direction of public opinion in the town..."
Wang Teng's thoughts were clear and his sentences were very organized, expressing his ideas word by word.
His method is indeed good, but it is not what Su Xia wants.
There is only one day left until the day of judgment, but there have been no changes in the town as Wang Teng said, which means that he has not made any relevant arrangements.
Su Xia wanted to know more about Wang Teng’s real plan.
"Is he planning to remain unchanged in the face of ever-changing circumstances?" Su Xia guessed secretly. He couldn't see through Wang Teng's thoughts, and the system prompts didn't give anything. Everything was in a fog.
Soon, Wang Teng finished speaking.
A hint of anticipation flashed across his face as he looked at Su Xia, as if waiting for Su Xia's evaluation.
Su Xia nodded slightly and said seriously: "Very good, that's the way to answer. As long as every answer is as ingenious as this, or even more ingenious than this, we will attract the attention of the big shots sooner or later!"
"Brother Qiao, your idea is really great. I haven't thought of it before." Wang Teng looked excited.
"That's because you didn't have a partner before." Su Xia smiled confidently, "This wilderness is very cruel. No matter how strong a person is, it is difficult to survive, unless he is a creature like the masked man. People like us can only gather together for warmth, cooperate for mutual benefit, and maximize our common interests."
"Brother Qiao, you are so right!"
Wang Teng's expression became more and more excited, and the unwillingness in his eyes was gradually dissipating, as if he had a new vision for the future.
In fact, if there is no problem with the identities of the two, if he is really Wu Yong, and Su Xia is really Qiao Tu, then their plan is very feasible.
There are indeed very few people who are good at strategy in the wilderness.
Many mercenaries only know how to fight. They bully the weak and run away or beg for mercy when they encounter the strong. They have no idea what strategy is and most of them just want to live life to the fullest.
However, the identities of both were fake, so the so-called plan was naturally impossible to achieve.
…
In the rest area not far away, several mercenaries were lazily lying on rocking chairs, looking relaxed and enjoying themselves.
One of the mercenaries narrowed his eyes, looked in the direction of the sink, and asked, "What are they talking about?"
"I don't know. The noise from brushing the bucket is too loud. Why bother so much?" The oldest mercenary said casually without even opening his eyes.
"Hey, Qiao Tu still won't give up. He probably wants to instigate Brother Wu to work with him to find a way to get up. Let him talk slowly. One day he will give up!" said another mercenary.
"Speaking of which, Brother Wu is indeed a talented person."
"So what if he's talented? Once he's here, even if he's a once-in-a-century genius, he can only hang out with us!"
"That's right, haha..."
At this point, several mercenaries laughed knowingly, feeling happy from the bottom of their hearts.
They are all bad people, almost all of them are hopeless, not very smart, weak in fighting ability, it is normal for them to become low-level mercenaries.
But now, suddenly a talent like Wu Yong has appeared, which is very interesting.
It feels pretty good to let this kind of talent sink into depravity with them.
…
By the sink, Su Xia and Wang Teng both heard the laughter of those people.
Judging from their identities and strengths, they should not have heard clearly the specific content of the conversation between those people.
But after all, they are all genuine level five creatures with hearing far superior to that of ordinary people. They can hear footsteps even hundreds of meters away clearly, let alone conversations at such a close distance.
But the expressions of both of them did not change, and they both looked like they did not hear clearly.
"Brother Qiao, Brother Wang, what are they laughing at?" Wang Teng looked puzzled.
"I don't know. Maybe I just remembered something happy."
Su Xia shrugged, picked up the brush and continued to scrub the dirty iron bucket.
I don't know how long it has been since the surface of this iron bucket was washed. It was so dirty that it was beyond description. I scrubbed it hard, but I could only barely scrape off a layer of filth on the surface. Even the deepest iron sheet could not be revealed.
While washing, Su Xia and Wang Teng talked about other topics.
"Brother Wu, where do you think that masked man is?" He asked casually with a relaxed look.
"I don't know. I hope he is not around us. I heard that he is very good at disguise." Wang Teng said, shaking his head.
"Yes, it's good that you're not around us..."
As time passed, the topics of their conversation gradually broadened.
From the initial Nanfeng organization, to the later mercenary life, to the plans for the future, etc., they talked about almost everything.
The two of them chatted very happily, like two good friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, and it didn't seem like they had just met today at all.
This looks harmonious, but it is actually quite weird.
Because both of them used false identities.
If you talk too much, it is easy to reveal some of your deepest thoughts.
But they chatted until all the iron barrels were washed, and the two did not reveal any problems and continued to chat enthusiastically.
By the end of the conversation, the two were just about to find a place to become sworn brothers.
"Oh, Brother Qiao, why didn't I meet someone like you earlier?" Wang Teng suddenly sighed, his face a little complicated, and no one knew what he was thinking.
"What are you lamenting about? Does it matter if it's early or late? Some people are destined to meet each other. The experiences before the meeting, whether good or bad, are just to pave the way for this meeting."
Su Xia smiled faintly, her tone relaxed.
But Wang Teng shook his head and said in a very strange tone: "Brother Qiao, I don't have many friends in this world. I am like a wandering soul. No one understands me, and no one knows me."
"Everyone will become a wandering soul at some point in time," said Su Xia.
"yes……"
Wang Teng lowered his eyes slightly, as if looking at the iron bucket that had been washed clean in his hand, and an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes.
After a while, he raised his head, a smile appeared on his face, and said to Su Xia: "Brother Qiao, my life has been very bad recently, and I feel a little emotional occasionally. Please don't mind."
"I don't mind, of course I don't mind. Everyone has bad moods sometimes." Su Xia replied.
"Let's go sit and talk."
"good."
The two men packed up the iron buckets, neatly turned them upside down next to the sink, and then walked towards the rest area.
At this time, Wang Teng seemed to be a little absent-minded, and subconsciously walked in front of Su Xia.
Behind him, Su Xia's eyes flashed. She didn't say anything, but just quickened her pace.
Wang Teng's disguise was very good, with almost no loopholes and flaws until now... His habit of subconsciously walking in front was only possessed by people in high positions.
I don’t know what he was thinking about. He was so absent-minded that he even forgot to pretend.
Or maybe he felt he no longer needed to pretend?
This thought flashed through Su Xia's mind.
Su Xia remained vigilant and never relaxed at all. After all, he was facing a cunning enemy like Wang Teng.
Once the identities of both parties are exposed, what will follow is bound to be a horrific battle to the death.
"You've finished washing so quickly?" The oldest mercenary in the rest area asked casually.
Wang Teng paused, as if he had come to his senses, and nodded, "Well, I'm done."
"Are your hands sore?" the old mercenary asked again.
"It's okay, not too sore." Wang Teng replied.
"Those things don't need to be washed. You're just asking for trouble if you go to wash them. Wouldn't it be uncomfortable to just lie down somewhere?" another mercenary said with a smile.
"Yeah, that's right..."
A smile also appeared on Wang Teng's face, as if he agreed with the mercenaries' ideas.
Su Xia looked calm as she walked past him with steady steps to the rest area belonging to Qiao Tu, then slowly sat down.
Wang Teng also came over.
The two continued the topic they had not finished talking about before, lying on the rocking chair, chatting intermittently.
Time passed quickly and before I knew it, it was evening and time for dinner.
Everyone continued to eat as usual in the kitchen on the upper floor, and then came back to lie down after eating.
After dinner, Su Xia suggested going for a walk in the town, but the oldest mercenary vetoed it. He said that the situation was delicate and there was no telling when a gunfight might break out in the town, so it would be best to stay underground.
And so they returned to the deepest darkness and spent their evenings in boredom.
The old mercenary and several other mercenaries formed a card game. Everyone had a cigarette in their mouths. They played cards under the old chandelier in the rest area, puffing smoke while playing cards, using this basic form of entertainment to kill time.
There were also two mercenaries playing an old-fashioned handheld game console in the corner. On the black and white game screen, two motorcycles were being controlled to race on the track.
Su Xia and Wang Teng seemed like two different people, sitting in the shadows outside the chandelier light, killing time by chatting.
I don’t know how much time had passed before the early morning bell slowly rang.
"clang--"
In the small town, all the mercenaries who were on the move paused and looked up in the direction of the big clock.
After midnight, a new day has arrived.
And today is the Judgment Day that everyone has been waiting for!
