Plague Doctor

Half a month went by, and this summer came to an end.

In a mess, 100,000 Journeys completed their training in the desert north.

The hardest part about them is sign language. This sign language, designed specifically for each of the ancestors, was created by a global team of sign language experts. The two front paws of each ancestor have the same structure, resembling a mouse paw, but each has five fingers to flexibly accomplish different actions such as grasping and patting, which gives sign language experts a lot of design space.

Human beings can also use this sign language, and people everywhere are trained to learn and prepare for translations.

But learning this sign language really tires the ancestors. These moves are not only lacking rhythm, but also have no aesthetics. At first glance, we know that it is caused by a race of people who communicate with each other in the language of their mouth. Even though they know nothing about sign language, they are also trained by these natural sign language masters...

That doesn't really make a difference from how cats teach people how to sing. It's just a crazy scream.

But in order to keep eating that fat chicken leg, they have to keep learning on their bellies.

And the organization said that the 2,000 best learned ancestors would be promoted to "translators," and that they would be assigned to 50 teams, and translators would basically be team leaders. Translator, listen to the wind.

“It's not an official, it's just an official word!” Geely is in a hurry to rectify, "Joe here is only an official, don't confuse the status. ”

However, Geely still can't stop the wheels of history from rolling forward and overwhelming its increasingly fat body.

After the post-training oath general meeting, Fat Joe had a new perspective on the deputy minister, Gilly.

Isn't that a deputy minister? Speaking at the sworn master's congress were Grandpa Tong, Minister of Spells, and Minister Han Mingwei, who did not need other humans to carry them or feed them. Since then, Gilly's privileges have collapsed.

Han Ming is a middle-aged man in his forties, a newcomer at the top of the headquarters, with extensive work and management experience in the intelligence field.

This ancestral army is undoubtedly a new force, and how to translate it into intelligence results depends on Han Ming as the leader of the human and ancestral division. And Vice-Minister Gilley, NASA doesn't expect it to do anything, mascots, ambassadors of image, ambassadors of friendship, that's what Gilley does.

But Jili still has its unique position. He can talk directly to Gu Jun, Wu Shiyu and others. He knows what matters most.

“If evil believers can find it, they can't find it, and don't rush...” Jilly said to his fellow countrymen in pieces, “Fae life, flying in the sky, drilling in caves, swimming in the sea, living, dead, be sure to find it quickly, the more, the bigger the better, otherwise... we will be in danger...”

At first, Fat Joe didn't really believe them. He thought Gilly was bluffing them and making up some trail news to mark him as having an insider and a relationship.

Until the end of the month, several fat Joe were invited by Gu Jun to a laboratory in the base. He wore a white coat, masks and gloves, and held rulers, scales and other objects. He called them again, touched and pinched them, and brutally shaved a piece of hair on their backs with scissors...

“I want to find out how many bones each Joe has.” Gu Jun explained to them, "I am mapping the skeletal structures of the ancestors. ”

He showed them his semi-finished product, a drawing of a bunch of monsters made of white bones, no skin, no meat!

“This, this... how many bones does Joe have to do with you?” A learned fatso asked at the time.

Then, Gu Jun explained to them what anatomy is, systematic anatomy, local anatomy, so which one do you choose?

Fat Joe didn't even wave no, Joe didn't have any interest in any autopsy, this is the ancestral training! Ancestors are very following the ancestral training creatures, from the name, they respect the ancestors very much, the ancestral training cannot be violated...

The day they left that horrible lab, their legs were trembling, and that map of what ancestral skeletal structures was constantly flipping through their heads.

As soon as they returned to the camp, they told every friend they knew, as if the more ancestors they dragged into fear, the safer they would be. All the other ancestors did the same thing, so the news spread quickly, and 100,000 ancestors all knew.

Gilly didn't make it up this time, and if he couldn't find a different life, maybe one day, the slaughter knife would fall.

“No way?” One fat ancestor said, “As long as we're alive, nightmarers won't find an excuse to dissect us...”

“Stupid Joe! Nightmares want you dead. How do you live? You will be stuck in a chicken bone, scared to death by a cat, avenged by evil followers... death is like wind, often accompanied by me! I'm still so young, do I have to die in a foreign country? Can't even the bones go back to the enchanted forest..."

“You're so scary. Why are you so scary? You're affecting me! ”

“At least you won't die now...”

Well, let's find a different life, shall we? But this is actually a much more dangerous task than finding the wicked.

The noses of different kinds of life are more intelligent than humans, and even less likely to listen to them explain why they pass by for soy sauce.

Panicked emotions pervaded the ancestral camps, and there was even a saying that their diet was so good that they had to be fattened before being slaughtered.

Scared, really scared.

So much so that when the 30,000 ancestors were called to serve in the secret world, Feng Peiqian and others, the ancestors were very active. This was a flight, a boarding of the Noah Ark, a lifeboat of the Titanic.

So at the end of the day, Han Ming was very surprised by the people of the ancestral ministry. Eighty-nine out of ten ancestors each wanted to go to the secret world, and they had to screen from it.

At first, I wondered how to mobilize, because there are no fantasy passages on the side of the secret world, and Joe didn't have half a chance to desert, so previous polls showed that although the welfare treatment on the secret side was higher, they all refused, what made Joe change so much?

The latest poll shows that it is to be… further away from Gu Jun.

Ultimately, 30,000 fat Joe followed Yucci and others angrily across the border in the Xuan machine region to the secret world.

More than 60,000 ancestors have gradually spread out to various places and actively began to search for different life and evil followers. The scalpel is hanging from their stomachs.

From the sworn master's congress, 100,000 ancestors gathered on a wide base playground, beating their own drummed bellies and shooting a wave of war roars.

By the beginning of September, there were only a thousand left in each of the ancestors in the desert. They were closest to Gu Jun, but the nearest was Jili.