forest country

At nine o'clock in the morning the next day, Mizusawa arrived on the boat on time.

In his hand, he held last night's overtime pay just settled, a 50 yuan bill.

On the pier below the boat stood Bury, who was seeing him off, waving and saying good-bye.

"I have to go back quickly. If I'm found out, I'm sure it will be two whips. When I find a girlfriend, I'll go to Storm City to find you!"

Mizusawa also shouted loudly: "There will be a period later!"

With the sound of the whistle, the ship moved slowly, broke through the water, and sailed into the distance.

The pier on the shore is also getting smaller and smaller, and soon there will be no people on it.

"If you don't go to work, why are you in a daze!"

Throwing a rag to Mizusawa's feet, a middle-aged man in crew clothes scolded.

Mizusawa, who was new to everything on the boat for the first time, immediately remembered his job as a helper, and hurried to work with some embarrassment.

"Be quick with your hands and feet. Wipe the floor of the lower floor first, and then the deck. You are not allowed to eat until you finish wiping." The middle-aged man said seriously, "I will supervise afterward."

The first floor of the cabin is still easy to wipe. Maybe when the ship just sailed, many people on board were on the outer deck. There were few people in the cabin, and the floor itself was quite clean.

After more than an hour, Mizusawa wiped this layer clean.

Carrying a bucket and a rag to the deck, Mizusawa was a little worried.

There are too many people, after wiping a place, the water is still not dry, it is trampled dirty again, and it needs to be wiped again.

Mizusawa asked another worker who often works with ships, and he said: "The deck is usually wiped after lunch. At that time, many people are in the dining room or going to take a nap. There are no people outside, so it is better to wipe it."

After listening, Mizusawa thought of what the crew said about not being able to eat without wiping.

It seems that the first impression I gave him was too bad, that's why it happened.

The first lunch on the ship was gone like this.

Although a little helpless, Mizusawa didn't want to go to the crew to argue, he was afraid that talking too much with strangers would reveal that he didn't know too much, and he didn't even understand a lot of common sense.

Just take this opportunity to stand on the deck and enjoy the wind, and look at the water more.

This is the first time that Mizusawa has seen such a wide river. He heard that there is a sea far, far away. He wonders if the sea is bigger and wider.

Looking down, you can see the waves stirred up by the ship's side breaking through the water. The white waves are like scattered beads. After a high jump, they fall back into the water and disappear, but soon there will be new white beads dancing again. .

The rising ripples reflected thousands of hectares of wave light.

There was music coming from the cabin, it should be that the band on the ship started playing.

The sound of the music is generous, bold and joyful, hitting every spirit in you.

Let you blend in naturally.

Every rhythm seems to be just in line with the waves. With eyes closed, it seems that the river is supporting the ship, and the ship is sailing bravely into the distance with the light of the water.

Meanwhile, it was lunch time.

The crowd on the deck left one after another.

Mizusawa, who stole a little lazy, is about to start working.

After wiping most of the deck, Mizusawa was covered in sweat. He moved his stiff neck, and could still hear the "click" sound of the cervical spine.

Taking a deep breath, Mizusawa prepared to wipe off the rest in one breath.

Maybe if you are lucky, you can save some soup for yourself for lunch below.

Five or six men and women walked over the deck, laughing and laughing, with dinner plates and wine glasses in their hands.

Mizusawa glanced at them, thinking to wipe the other side first, and then wipe the area under their feet after they left.

"come here!"

Mizusawa, who was half-kneeling and earnestly cleaning the floor, heard the sound and thought that they must have met someone they knew, so he didn't think about himself at all.

"Wiping the floor over there, come here!"

There was another sound, mixed with a laughing female voice.

Mizusawa raised his head and looked over blankly, just in time to meet the man with the short black hair who made the noise.

"It's you, come here."

Mizusawa walked over with a rag and asked, "What can I do, sir?"

"Hmm..." The man turned his head and asked his companion, "What do you want him to do? I called everyone over."

The long-haired girl surrounded by everyone looked at the short-haired girl next to her: "Say it, Zoe."

Zooey brushed the hair around her ears and pinned them behind her ears.

"I hear your voice is very nice, please sing us a song."

Mizusawa felt a little helpless towards them: "Sorry, I still have work to do."

After finishing speaking, I will leave.

The boy who called him over stopped him again dissatisfied: "Are you going to let me go? Sing first, and do what you want after singing."

Before Mizusawa refused again, the short-haired girl Zoe helped him and said, "Forget it, don't force him."

"That's so boring." The long-haired girl muttered softly.

As soon as the others heard it, they immediately became a little bit reluctant, and some even asked the captain to come over if they didn't want to sing.

Mizusawa knew that they regarded him as a crew member of the ship, and didn't want to continue to pay attention to them.

As soon as he turned around, one of the men took out a five-centimeter-long thin iron rod, and stretched it to a length of thirty centimeters with a flick of his hand.

Just hit Mizusawa's back.

Mizusawa felt as if he had been hit by a stick charged with electricity, and it hurt.

After the pain, Mizusawa lowered his eyes, held back his anger, and said calmly, "Then let me sing a song for you. I don't know much, so you can sing a song casually."

"I don't want to hear it." After the long-haired girl finished speaking, she poured the red wine in her glass on the deck, "Ah, I was so careless, why didn't I hold my glass properly."

The others also laughed and followed suit, some followed suit and spilled the wine on the floor, and some directly poured the food on the plate on the ground, and the man who swung Mizusawa with the electric baton even poured the red wine in the glass. It fell on Mizusawa.

"Why are you standing here, just catching the wine in my glass? Is it good?"

The long-haired girl praised: "Luke, you are really talented."

Luke was even more happy when he heard that: "Miss Bo Casey just smiled."

When other people on the deck saw this scene, some felt bored and walked away, but most followed them and laughed.

Mizusawa felt the wetness on his body, closed his eyes, and remained silent.

When they felt that he would not resist no matter how much they teased Mizusawa, they felt it was boring.

Casey muttered, "At first I thought he was a man of integrity, but I bet so much on him."

Caiying, the short-haired boy who first called Mizusawa over, said, "I also lost a lot. It seems that Zoe won the most this time."

"I still have a good eye for seeing people." Zooey laughed.

"I don't accept it, let's gamble again, this time I'm going to choose someone." Casey regained his spirits, "It must be that we played tricks too lightly just now, next time we play big."

Caiying nodded in agreement: "Just now Zoe was too gentle."

Seeing them leave, Mizusawa took off the jacket that was almost stuck to his body, and prepared to continue mopping the floor.

Luke, who also lost money and was in a bad mood, glanced at Mizusawa's wrist with sharp eyes, and shouted: "He doesn't have an iron bracelet! That's a slave."

Everyone around looked at Mizusawa.

Too bad, Mizusawa hurriedly put on his jacket again because he was so angry that he forgot about it.

But the thin iron rod in Luke's hand was faster.

This time the current was even bigger, and it hit Mizusawa's arm directly, and Mizusawa trembled as he hugged his arm in pain.

"Huh?" Luke felt a little disobedient, but couldn't remember exactly where it was for a while.

Casey, who turned his gaze back, really became interested: "Who is your master? Why did he let you work on the deck? It's a shame. Did he rent you to the captain?"

Caiying guessed, "Could it be that your master is too poor and still relies on you for tips?"

After he finished speaking, he himself thought it was too funny and couldn't stop laughing.

Mizusawa pursed his lips, anxiously thinking about the method.

"Or, you don't have a master at all, you are a runaway slave." Caiying continued to talk about another possibility, "A black household, don't you want to take a boat to Storm City to buy an identity?"

Now everyone exploded in an instant.

Although each city has regulations, as long as people outside the city, regardless of black households or slaves, as long as they pay enough money, they can buy an identity.

But for a part of the privileged class with slaves, this regulation is very abhorrent, and even needs to be abolished.

In the eyes of those in power in the cities, compared with the slave rebellions that broke out in history, this regulation gave slaves hope that if they wanted to break away from their masters, they would choose a more peaceful choice between rebellion and making money. The way to make money is very convenient for those in power to rule.

Therefore, this provision was retained.

Although it is difficult to escape, it is even more difficult to go to another city, and the money to be paid is even greater, but it still gives them hope.

But on this ship, facing everyone in Mizusawa.

Obviously, Casey and the others showed an obvious dislike for Mizusawa, which proved that they were the ones who hated this regulation.

They always thought that slaves like Mizusawa who wanted to escape were slapping them in the face.

Discredit them.

Casey raised his chin and raised his delicate face: "Luke, go teach him a lesson and let him know what it means to be afraid."

"Yes, my beautiful Miss Casey." Luke bowed slightly, posing as a gentleman.

Seeing Luke walking this way with the thin iron rod, Mizusawa couldn't help but retreat.

"I'm not afraid when I run away, but I'm afraid now?" Luke sneered.

Mizusawa: "I'm not a slave."

Luke sneered, "Oh, what about your iron bracelet?"

As he spoke, he launched an attack on Mizusawa. He wanted to show off his skills in front of Miss Casey and show his face well.

Mizusawa didn't check for a while, and was hit several times in succession, his whole body was numb with pain.

"Let you try this again." Luke was even more proud, and pressed the bottom of the iron rod.

A layer of blue electric light is attached to the surface of the iron rod, and it seems that the sound of "zilazila" can be heard above.

Seeing this, Mizusawa unconsciously opened his eyes wide. If he was hit by a stick, his clothes would probably be burned and his flesh would be burnt off.

Casey and his party stood not far behind Luke.

Looking wonderful with arms folded.

When Luke attacked again, Mizusawa dodged back and forth quickly, not daring to let Luke hit him.

But Luke couldn't hit Mizusawa, and couldn't make the picture he wanted, so he was a little annoyed.

It's good that Caiying behind him didn't think it was a big deal.

It made Luke even more angry.

Mizusawa saw the timing, and when Luke broke out and attacked again, he stood and did not dodge, but shrank his body and rolled towards Luke's armpit.

Roll right behind Luke and give him a hard push just as Luke is about to turn and fight back.

Push Luke towards Casey and a group of people.

The few people who were completely unprepared screamed in surprise and watched Luke rush towards him.

The thin iron rod in Luke's hand was still flashing with electric sparks. He himself was completely unable to control his direction because of the thrust, and he was using too much force himself, so he couldn't stop at this moment.

In a burst of exclamation, they rolled into a ball.

Pushing and shoving each other, people turned on their backs.

No one wants to be shocked by the electric baton, and they will accidentally push the electric baton on others while pushing and shoving.

The result is more chaos.

"what--"

There was a splash of water on the ship's side.

"Kathy fell into the water!"

Standing aside, Mizusawa, panting, wiped the sweat off his forehead.

He saw it.

It was the short-haired girl who pushed it.

The short-haired girl seemed to notice Mizusawa's gaze, and winked mischievously at him.

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