Before Peiji could elaborate, the men lying on the floor of the room woke up. Tours pushed his feet away from his face and cursed, “No wonder I’ve been having nightmares about eating stinky bread. It’s You! ”

Murphy scratched his head and giggled.

The Peiji glanced at them, took his coat and turned away. “I’m going to get some food. ”

From behind, the players spoke excitedly to the Moyan, and Peiji, staring, walked down narrow corridors to the empty lounge.

At this point, most of the inmates don’t get out of bed, the A3 is empty, the food vendor yawns and his right hand stirs a mechanical lump of mashed potatoes in the bowl.

Peiji stood waiting in front of him, a little distracted, not even realizing that someone was approaching.

“Eric, I’ll have one too, ” Jola said, leaning one hand against the counter and facing the boss.

He was still wearing the same clothes he had worn the day before, a tired-looking man with blood on his lapel and all sorts of broken holes.

“What’s going on? ” The Peiji raised an eyebrow. The sixth squad wasn’t so bad.

“Don’t mention it, yesterday our team went to assist forty, but their leader was an idiot who had to run into a degenerate group, so I wasted a whole lot of bullets, ” Rao said gloomily, “There are more and more degenerates out in the desert these days, and they are very strong. You Can’t do it without heat weapons. ”

They were silent for a moment, but when Peiji’s food was ready, he looked at the bread in the bag.

“Less. ”

The boss named Eric Smell a wry smile: “Pei team, really is not my intention, the border recently flow out of the food less, I also just a black merchants, can’t help it. ”

The Peiji nodded and turned, clutching the bag in one hand, “It’s not just food, ” Rao said, lounging on the counter. “The black market supply of weapons, medicine and survival materials is dwindling. Yesterday, I heard about a riot in the A1 district, where many people died. ”

“Peiji, how long do you think it’ll be before we’re abandoned? ”

The living quarters of District 12, the cells, were ugly, devoid of any aesthetics, as if they had been stacked up for the worst human beings on the entire continent.

As Peiji navigated the dusty, grimy corridors, his face barely changed, except for a momentary wobble as he pushed open the door to his room.

Behind the door, the sun-drenched man was surrounded by three big men.

The Moyan held out a hand. “Shake hands. ”

Murphy put his paw on it.

“Switch hands. ”

“Sit down. ”

Murphy squinted gaily at the figure in front of him, his tail wagging. He wasn’t trained to be submissive.

The Peiji looked blankly at the two men’s shaking hands, and with a thwack he placed the bag on the table.

“Three minutes to finish washing, then immediately go to the battlefield training. ”

No one’s talking to him.

“Didn’t you hear? ” The Peiji went black.

“Roger That! ! ”

Moyan watched the trio storm into the bathroom, and then there was a clanging and clanging of bottles and cans, mixed with the rushing water.

“Guerin, you’re squeezing my toothpaste again! ”

“Tours, you’re losing your fur. ”

Moyan, sitting on the edge of the bed, was clearly not in a good mood as he watched the tall, silent man with his arms folded against the wall.

She thought for a moment and held out her hand. “Shall I shake it? ”

The Peiji’s body stiffened, and he couldn’t help but stoop close to her: “I’m a leopard, not a dog. ”

Moyan was in his tall shadow, his body moving to one side, and the next, a black man’s combat suit dropped its hood and landed on her shoulder.

The Moyan was stunned, touched, and his hand was still warm.

“The weather in District 12 is bad, the seasons are abnormal, your clothes are too thin, wear it, ” said the Peiji, turning his head.

With the morning light, the men of the fifth squad came to the training ground.

The entire A3 prison is very large because there is no such thing as a “Prison guard” and the inmates have a high degree of freedom. As long as they keep fighting monsters in no man’s land, earning points for survival supplies is no different than living out there.

Similarly, the A3 prison has a rest hall, dormitories, training grounds, a medical room, a black market, a basketball court and even an arena.

The Moyan wore a pilot’s hat, a face mask, and was wrapped in the Peiji’s loose dress, and was surrounded by the four of them, so that from a distance she could not be seen -- or could not be seen.

She peeked her head out from behind Murphy. “The Ludus? ”

The building in front was a large flat floor, with thick concrete walls divided into compartments containing training equipment and a huge playground in the middle, now empty of people.

As they entered, Murphy took off his coat and began to run around the track, sweating their strong bodies like indefatigable perpetual motion machines.

The Moyan picked up a dumbbell on the floor-not picked up, dead weight.

She let go and looked at the wall of Peiji standing beside her.

“Actually, I have a question. Now that the sex ratio is very unbalanced, how can the social order be maintained and won’t the population be drastically reduced? ”

The Peiji paused and said slowly, “The poor and the prisoners are not eligible for companionship. Most newborns are born by the replacement uterus technique. But only sons are born by the replacement uterus, and only daughters are born by natural conception. ”

Perhaps unaccustomed to the topic, the Peiji paused. “And because of the integration of animal genes, the chances of having more than one child are now increasing, so population growth can barely be sustained. ”

But always on the edge. He didn’t say that.

The Moyan nodded, and she saw that they had finished their run and were fighting again. It had only been one night, and Murphy’s leg was much better. He was fighting with tours, and each blow was strong and quick, one punch at a time.

It occurred to Moyan that since this was a prison, everyone was guilty. I just don’t know what the hell the officers of Unit 5 are in for?

She couldn’t help looking up at Peiji, who had a military quality about him, a straight back even when he stood casually, like an upgrowth tree that never bent.

After about two hours, when someone approached the Peiji, they left with the Moyan.

“It’s a good thing you came to us, miss. The A5 is a swamp. There are a lot of junkies out there. ”

“Although we are all yellow sand here, please don’t be afraid, we will protect you! ”

“Miss, next time I become a prototype, you can sit on my back, I run very fast! ”

Young and handsome men around the girl side, try their best, as long as she can show a smile, excited and delighted.

The Moyan was about to ask about the other prisons when a commotion broke out near the outer wall, and a crowd of people gathered around them.

The man who had been wagging his tail and talking merrily beside her suddenly tensed up, and almost immediately the four of them formed a circle around her.

Murphy’s eyes were cold, Tours drew his weapon, and Guerin stretched out his arms to protect the man behind him.

They kept watch, and the Peiji glanced at the little door under the wall. “It appears that a party of degenerates has returned, ” they said

They hid themselves in the building and watched the chaotic crowd in the distance.

Four bloodied men lay on the ground. One of the thinner men hissed and wailed. The other three were too weak to speak.

The men who heard the noise made a circle, and no one took a step forward.

“That’s unit twenty. I thought they were going to the deepest mine, Mine 38. They left seven days ago. I didn’t expect to be back until today. ”

“It’s not uncommon for people to die on the road. ”

Gradually, someone began to go up to help the people. Suddenly, the thin man who had been shouting suddenly turned and stood up. His body wobbled and his teeth bared, he threw himself at the person nearest to him.

The man had taken out his bandage to bind him up, and without even thinking about it, he pulled out his knife and cut through it, cutting a long wound in the Thin Man’s chest, and blood gushed out.

The Moyan thought it strange that the rescuer could defend himself so quickly, but what was really frightening was that the thin man who had been cut down had just been shouting and shouting, and it was as if he felt no pain at all, he just kept muttering, teeth bared, as if he had forgotten that he was badly hurt.

The Thin Man’s blood was all over the ground, and the people around him watched him warily, forming a circle.

Then, the more frightening development is, originally draw the knife self-defense person unexpectedly one step forward and then cuts toward the thin person, the crowd around not only didn’t stop, they also all drew out the weapon, launched the attack toward the thin person..

Peiji did not let her see what happened next. He stood directly in front of her, blocking her view with his huge body.

The Moyan blinked, confused. “Why didn’t those people help him? ”

The Peiji opened his mouth. “He’s about to become a degenerate. ”

The Moyan froze.

It reminded her of a time before, when people infected with the zombie virus were thrown away like this, chased away, discarded, cut down.

It suddenly dawned on the Moyan: even if there is an imbalance between men and women, what is the use of technology to sustain population growth? Genetic pollution, more and more monsters, fewer and fewer people, this is no way out, doomed to die.

Seeing the thin man’s body slowly falling down, while a man still alive clutched another man’s arm, his eyes were frightened: “They are evolving, they have a mind, they are coming, they are coming! ”

“Who are you talking about? ” The others were suspicious.

……

“Degenerate! ”