48.YOU ARE UGLIER.

 

The face of the man standing at the door looked like a combination of black and white. The left half of his face was extremely ugly, full of melanoma, while the right half of his face was handsome, with fair skin, thick eyebrows, and bright black eyes.

“Your face…” Dong Ling Ce looked at Bao Ye in a daze.

“are You guys really that surprised, isn’t it that the sarcoma is much smaller, why are you so shocked.”

Bao Ye touched right side of his face and felt the unfamiliar smooth surface: “Hey, the sarcoma has disappeared? It’s strange, there were still in my face just now, it’s gone? I am cured completely?”

Dong Ling raised his eyebrows: “In just one night, your face improved this much? Did you apply some medicine?”

“I didn’t.” Bao Ye was also very puzzled.

“No?”

Dong Ling Ce half-closed his eyes: “Have you ever had such a situation before?”

Bao Ye shook his head: “No.”

 

“Your face is quite special. ” Dong Ling Ce became interested in his face: “Come here.”

A flash of vigilance flashed in Bao Ye’s eyes: “What do you want to do?”

 

Seeing him in guard against him so much, Dong Ling Ce raised the corners of his lips, “I just want to check your face.” ”

Bao Ye went over in doubt.

“Bend down.”

 

Bao Ye bent down hesitantly.

Dong Ling Ce pinched his chin, looked at his right cheek, and let out a meaningful chuckle.

“Don’t laugh like that, it makes my skin crawl.” Bao Ye saw his scheming smile: “I just lost the sarcoma on my face; do you have to keep staring at me?”

“Although only half of the sarcoma on your face has been gone, but I can still see your true face. and, you look pretty good.”

“only half of the face is good? ”

Bao Ye touched the left side of his face: “It’s really only half of my face, so what does the other half of my face look like?” ”

Dong Ling Ce asked: “You didn’t look in the mirror?”

Bao Ye slapped the hand on his chin: “I am a slave, where can I get the mirror?”

Dong Ling Ce spread out his right palm, a mirror appeared out of thin air in his hand and handed it to Bao Ye .

Bao Ye took the mirror, but the moment he raised the mirror to look at his face, the melanoma on the left spread to his right face at lightning speed, blocking his original appearance and returning to his ugly appearance.

Dong Ling Ce narrowed his black eyes.

Bao Ye looked at the mirror and said in surprise: “Hey, the sarcoma grew back again? Besides, it’s bigger than before. How could this be?”

He poked the sarcoma and probed into it with divine power, but he didn’t notice anything strange.

Dong Ling Ce said: “Let me see.”

Bao Ye bent down without any hesitation this time, and offered his face to him: “Is my face cursed? Or is it some other abnormalities?”

If it was an ordinary melanoma, it would not be possible to suddenly disappear and then immediately appear again.

“I’ll see if I can use divine power to heal you.” Dong Ling Ce concentrated his divine power on his fingertips, “If you are cured, how will you repay me?”

“I’d rather…” Before he could finish his sentence, he felt as if thousands of thin needles were struck on his face, he frowned in pain: “It hurts, it hurts.”

“It hurts? Why would it hurt? You bear it.” Dong Ling Ce increased his divine power. As soon as one sarcoma disappeared, it quickly grew back, and the healing power was increased again. The sarcoma disappeared quickly and grew back quickly. Moreover, each time it became bigger and bigger oozing pus and blood.

“No, no, no, it hurts too much.” Bao Ye felt so much pain that his soul was trembling, he pushed Dong Ling Ce away suddenly, covered his face, and gasped for breath, and found that his face and hands were sticky, he put down his hands and saw that the palms were all It’s pus and blood: “Fuck, are you sure you’re treating my face? And not messing with me on purpose?”

Dong Ling Ce could see from the cold sweat on his forehead and neck that he was not pretending to be in pain, he sneered and said, “Your face is not cursed, and there are no other abnormalities, but my divine power can’t cure your ordinary sarcoma, that is indeed a problem.”

“Will the melanoma be life-threatening to my body?” Bao Ye asked pretending to be concerned, but it didn’t matter to him whether it is dangerous or not, he will leave anyway.

“I don’t see any danger for the time being.”

“That’s good, I’ll go wash my face.”

Dong Ling Ce nodded when he saw that pus and blood were dripping to the ground, and the moment Bao Ye left and the door closed, the red string bracelet on his wrist lit up bright red light.

Red light again?

Dong Ling Ce frowned and took off the bracelet: “What is wrong with it—-”

If it’s out of order, why is it out of order for only one person?

Dong Ling Ce squinted his eyes and pulled out the bracelet, becoming more and more curious and interested in Bao Ye.

Bao Ye, who was washing his face in the bathroom, shuddered inexplicably. He rubbed his arms and said, “It must be that psycho thinking about me.” He splashed water on his face, but the pus and blood continued to flow.

“What’s the matter with this face?” Bao Ye looked at the sarcoma on his face in the mirror. The melanoma was bigger than before. It was so big that it almost blocked his eyes.

When he returned to the department of Health, Lao Liu was once again surprised by Bao Ye’s face.

Nian Gao gloated: “You are uglier than this morning.”

Bao Ye: “…”

When it was time to get off work, the tornado finally stopped, the sky was filled with a strong smell of blood, and it rained garbage.

All kinds of rubbish and corpses fell from the sky and fell to the ground with distinct noises.

After two catastrophes, Gongcheng was almost reduced to ruins.

For the next three days, it was very peaceful. According to the past, if there were no more disasters within three days, it meant that the game of the gods was over.

The slaves were so happy that they almost gathered together to celebrate, but they couldn’t laugh when they saw the stinking corpses all over the ground.

Driven by some slaves, the low-level slaves began to clean up the garbage and corpses, throw them into the corpse pit and burn them, and then retrieve the sheds and beds that were swept away and rebuild them. If the materials were not enough, they can only apply to the slave owners for more materials.

As long as the materials were not expensive, slave owners will generally approve the purchase of materials for construction.

Senior slaves were responsible for helping seriously injured slaves so that they] can stand up again, but only if the leader of the senior slave team in your area is a sympathetic person, otherwise, don’t mention senior slaves saving you, It would be nice if they didn’t step on you while you were hurt.

But, is the game of gods really over like this?

Looking at the blue sky, Bao Ye curled his lips sarcastically. The god should want the slaves to be happy first, and then let them suffer. This is the real purpose of the god’s game.

“We’ve arrived at the factory, everyone get out of the truck.” Deacon Zhu’s voice interrupted Bao Ye’s thoughts.

Bao Ye came back to his senses and saw that Jiang Yu didn’t dare to jump out of the truck as usual, and looked left and right to find a place to climb down, so he asked aloud, “Old Jiang, what’s wrong with you?”

Jiang Yu sighed: “I’m old and useless, so I don’t dare to jump like before.”

The main reason is that he has been so frightened by the game of gods recently, his body has deteriorated suddenly, and his hands and feet have become less flexible than before.

“Let me check your body.” Bao Ye took his pulse.

Because Jiang Yu has been working for many years, he has suffered from many diseases. Now that he is getting older, various problems have emerged one after another.

“You know how to cure me?” Jiang Yu looked at Bao Ye in surprise.

Bao Ye pushed Jiang Yu to sit down: “I’ll massage your hands and feet, it will make you feel better.

Seeing Jiang Yu sitting down, Deacon Zhu immediately chased them away with a whip: “Damn old man, why aren’t you getting out of the truck yet.”

Jiang Yu was startled, and wanted to stand up, but was held firmly in place by Bao Ye.

Bao Ye held the whip that Deacon Zhu was swinging, and said in a deep voice, “Give us some time.”

The slaves who got off the bus all turned their heads.

“Ugly slave, do you dare not obey my order?” Deacon Zhu raised his whip again.

Bao Ye glanced at him coldly, the sharp look in his eyes made Deacon Zhu’s heart skip a beat, and the whip in his hand couldn’t be swung down for a long time.

Jiang Yu was afraid to look at Deacon Zhu, then looked at Bao Ye who was concentrating on massaging his legs, and whispered, “Massage after we return.”

Bao Ye said, “It will be done in a few minutes.”

Du Peng and Xiao Wei glanced at each other, very surprised that Bao Ye refused to obey Deacon Zhu’s order because of Jiang Yu.

Bao Ye used his divine power to heal Jiang Yu’s muscles and bones: “Get up and see, is your body better?”

Jiang Yu got up and moved his body, and said happily: “My joints don’t hurt anymore, ugly slave, you… How did you do it?”

Bao Ye smiled without saying a word.

Deacon Zhu stared at Bao Ye, with a flash of thought in his eyes, he turned around and asked the driver to continue driving.

Jiang Yu looked at the big truck in the distance: “ugly slave seems to have changed for better.”

Xiao Wei sneered: “You just ate a few bowls of rice from him and had your legs massaged by him once, and you feel that he has become a good person. If you lower your guard like this you’ll get raped again when you least expect.”

Jiang Yu’s face turned pale.

Du Peng scoffed coldly, shook his head and walked towards the factory.

The others followed.

In the car, Bao Ye saw that the big truck was not following the usual route, and asked in confusion, “Where are we going?”

Deacon Zhu glanced at him, “You’ll know when we get there.”

Bao Ye guessed that maybe Dong Ling Ce had come up with some other tricks to play on him, so he didn’t ask any more questions.

The large truck drove all the way to Xicheng District.

The Xicheng District was very messy. No one cleaned up the garbage, nor dragged the corpses to be burned, and no one helped rescue the seriously injured low-level slaves. All kinds of stench filled the air, making people sick.

The large truck stopped at the gate of a certain venue.

Deacon Zhu jumped out of the car and said to the two high-ranking slaves guarding the door: “Here you are.”

One of the high-ranking slaves spit, went to the rear compartment and shouted to Bao Ye: “Get out.” Frowning, he jumped out of the car, and Deacon Zhu said, “I’ll leave it to you.”

The senior slave said, “My boss coveys his thanks to your master.”

 

Deacon Zhu then Said to him: “From today onwards, you will be working in Xicheng District. Boss Lu will arrange your job. I will not come to pick you up again.” Bao Ye frowned even more when he heard Boss Lu’s name.

This doesn’t sound like Dong Ling Ce’s arrangement. If he wants to play him, there is no need to transfer him to Xicheng District.

Then who is the master they are talking about?

Bao Ye thought for a while and realized the real master of the original body was indeed not Dong Ling Ce, but the slave master who had arranged for him to work at Dong Ling Ce’s construction site.

“Why did the master want me to come here?”
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