Seeing Ji Wanrong's face, Mo Jiecheng's heart skipped a beat and then sank.
"Is there something wrong?"
Ji Wanrong pondered for a while, but did not answer.
It's not that she doesn't want to say it, but she doesn't know how to say it.
So she shook her head and looked at the boy in front of her, Haozi: "Did they give you medicine when you came in?"
When Haozi heard this, there was still a trace of confusion on his face. He shook his head slightly: "No, I followed my brother in and went to the sixth floor to work hard. I had to endure the pain and injuries by myself without taking medicine."
As soon as Ji Wanrong heard this, he knew that Haozi had misunderstood what he meant.
She touched Haozi's head with pity and understood what Haozi meant.
Ji Wanrong had just grasped Haozi's pulse and determined that Haozi's pulse was unusual. It was not only much weaker than ordinary people.
There was a powerful force suppressing his meridians, and that force penetrated his whole body.
Shuang'er once told him that those people on the fifth floor, even if they put on human skin masks, can leave here and replace another person to live in the capital.
But they don't just enjoy wealth. If they don't listen to the orders from above, they will be restrained by a kind of medicine, unable to live or die.
And Ji Wanrong also discovered a very strange trace in Haozi's meridians.
Ji Wanrong thought, so he continued to ask Haozi: "Are you from the sixth floor? Are the other people in the fifth floor prison from the fifth floor?"
Haozi shook his head and answered honestly: "No, it's not. There are people like me, from the sixth floor, from the fourth floor, and from the third floor."
"Then have you ever felt uncomfortable physically? Have you ever seen other people suffer from other physical illnesses because they were disobedient?"
"This disease is going to make you miserable and stuff like that."
After Ji Wanrong's words fell, Haozi thought: "Yes, it really does!"
"Every half a month, someone will come and give out a kind of sweet water, just a small sip. If someone on the sixth floor is not obedient, or the supervisor thinks they are lazy and don't do much, there will be no such sweet water."
"At first, some of us newcomers thought that it was just water, so it wasn't very important. Who knew that those who didn't get the sweet water would start to feel itchy all over their bodies inexplicably after a few days, and it was getting more and more itchy."
"It was like there were ants crawling on their bodies. No matter how they scratched with their fingers, they couldn't relieve the itch. Some people even used shovels and hoes to scratch themselves till they were bloody and bloody."
When Haozi said this, he didn't know what he was thinking of, and his eyes flashed with fear.
"Those old people who worked hard could get sweet water, so we were all scared and imitated them and worked hard. Those who could survive without scratching themselves to death could only work hard. , get sweet water.”
"Sister, after drinking sweet water, not only do I no longer itch, but I also want to drink more and more..."
When Haozi said this, Ji Wanrong finally understood the reason for his strange pulse.
"What about you? How did you end up in prison and on the fifth floor?" Ji Wanrong continued to ask.
This question seemed to prick Haozi's sadness. Haozi opened his mouth slightly, and tears rolled down his cheeks in succession.
"I got to the fifth floor because brother..."
Ji Wanrong frowned: "Because of your brother? What about your brother?"
"My brother and I came here to escape famine. We heard someone said that we could work and earn money by following him, so we followed him up the mountain. There were some Pinus sylvestris growing on the mountain in Xun County, so we didn't have any doubts."
"But by the time I got here, I couldn't get out."
"Everyone, regardless of age, has to dig out eight hundred carts of ore in half a month to get sweet water. My brother and I worked hard to do it."
"But I was too young and too tired, so I didn't get the sweet water that time. My brother gave me half of his sweet water. I originally thought that we two brothers would go there together, but who knew that we were discovered? ”
"Those who report others and help each other can get sweet water. Those who are reported are either hacked to death directly or thrown to the fifth floor."
When Haozi said this, he could no longer control his emotions: "So Brother... Brother took the initiative to share the sweet water with me, and he was hacked to death... I was thrown to the fifth floor..."
"Can the prisoners on the fifth floor drink sweet water?" Mo Jiecheng frowned as he listened to Haozi's story.
"We can drink half a cup of sweet water for half a month. If we are tortured honestly inside, we can be released after two months and continue to work. So in order to survive, everyone will obey the torture without resisting."
When he heard this, Mo Jiecheng's eyes froze, and he instantly understood the purpose of this entire punishment mechanism.
This whole set of punishment mechanisms is not to punish workers, but to cultivate their servility and make them completely lose their humanity.
This is not only the case on the sixth floor, but also on the fourth and second floors. If someone does not work as required, he will not get sweet water and will be itchy and tortured for a month, with a narrow escape from death.
For this reason, they can only work hard, even the sweet water can be addictive and numb people's nerves.
Those who help each other will be severely punished; those who successfully report will be rewarded and their pain will be alleviated.
For this reason, everyone in this base will try their best to report others and protect themselves.
But if you get to the fifth floor, you can get half a glass of sweet water, and even get a chance to go out, as long as you don't do anything and just accept the punishment.
This is to make them completely lose their desire and ability to resist. After all, as long as they accept the situation, they can save themselves, but as long as they resist, they will only die.
And the people who left the fifth floor were either people who had been reported, or people who had helped each other.
After the torture in the fifth floor, on the dark fifth floor, they only look forward to the day they get out. After they get out, they will be a hundred times more selfish and cruel than before, and they will even come back with doubled revenge on those who hurt them.
The vicious cycle has been going on for a long time, and there is no true love left in this base.
In this base, people no longer have any feelings or trust at all. Their purpose is to make everyone here become a cold and selfish tool that only works.
Maybe they found Haozi, the only normal existence in this base.
Because they only came to this base for a short time, and Haozi was protected by his brother all the way, he had not been punished too much when he came to the fifth floor, and there was still some humanity left in his heart.
Mo Jiecheng thought of this and suddenly looked at Ji Wanrong.
In silence, Ji Wanrong felt Mo Jiecheng's gaze and naturally understood what he meant.
She raised her head, but there was a bit of helpless sadness in her eyes.
This was the first time Ji Wanrong had such a profound feeling - this place is really a hell on earth.
Even if she could try her best to research the antidote, she could cure everyone's bodies, but she couldn't guarantee that she could cure the stubborn illnesses in their hearts.
