Slaves grew up in harsh environments, and if they didn't use some means, it would be difficult for them to grow up alive.
Bao Ye scanned all the slaves, and when everyone realized that there were many things wrong with them, he continued: "I know that I have done a lot of wrong things in the past, but I know that I have to repent and make up for it, which is equivalent to being a new person. Forgive those who have been hurt by me, at least I have a clear conscience, a hundred times better than those who are unaware of their mistakes."
He looked at Xiaowei: "You asked me to donate all the blood on my body before I am willing to donate blood to others. Your behavior is equivalent to persecuting me, so what's the difference between you and me who did all the bad things before?"
Xiaowei lowered his face: "You."
Baoye didn't give him a chance to speak, and continued: "Donating blood is voluntary. I don't force it, but I still hope that everyone can donate blood voluntarily."
Someone immediately shouted: "I, I donate."
Bao Ye looked at Jiang Yu who once slept in the bed next to him.
Jiang Yu squeezed through all the slaves and came to Baoye: "I'm willing to donate blood, I hope slaves in other towns can get the same help as me and escape the strange disease left by the gods' game, and I hope you can always keep it like this, When everyone is in trouble, you can stand up and help others. I believe that it will not take long before everyone will forgive you, and I think you are really good, really."
Bao Ye hooked his lips: "Can you donate 200 drops of blood when you are so thin?"
"Don't underestimate people." Jiang Yu glared at him and stretched out his hand: "Two hundred drops of blood for you."
Baoye pushed his hand back: "I'll send the bottle over later, you can use the bottle yourself."
"it is good!"
Bao Ye did not persuade other slaves to go back to the construction site, borrowed a large truck, and then used force to turn the empty truck into a small bottle filled with small bottles.
The big truck, when the slaves set up their sheds, put the small bottles into boxes and put them on the ground. Anyone willing to donate can come and receive 20 bottles.
bottle.
Jiang Yu was the first person to take the bottle.
Hundreds of slaves came one after another to donate blood, which showed that the hearts of these people were not so cold that there was no cure.
Others are hesitant.
Bao Ye sat next to the bottle with his eyes closed, seemingly closing his eyes to rest, but in fact he was eavesdropping on what the slaves were talking about.
"Someone donated blood? Are we going to donate?"
"Donating blood doesn't do us any good, don't donate."
"We have been eating less recently and have no energy to work. If we donate blood again, we may not be able to even work, and we will be beaten to death by deacons or slave owners."
When everyone heard death, they all shivered in fear.
Someone said: "Just donating 10ml of blood won't even work?"
"If you're not afraid of death, donate."
"Of course I'm afraid of death, and I can't bear to hear that slaves in the surrounding towns are dying of illness. As long as I think that many of these slaves are children under the age of six, I can't let them die. If 10ml Blood makes me unable to work, so I will donate 5ml or 3ml, which is how many can be saved."
The man ran to Bao Ye, grabbed a handful of bottles at random, and ran away.
Some people hesitated, then grabbed a few small bottles and left.
As long as someone is willing to donate, Baoye is not afraid that they will not donate. If the slave does not donate blood, it will definitely make other slaves feel that this slave is cold-blooded. In the future, they will gradually alienate in the process of communication and dare not make deep friendship with this slave, so , he grabbed the slaves' mentality and asked them to donate blood one by two.
However, the process of donating blood is a bit slow.
Bao Ye was a little anxious to wait, they only had to delay for one minute, and the slaves in other towns might die in one minute.
Just when he was thinking about whether to use other methods to make the slaves speed up to donate blood, suddenly, six big wheelers drove in and parked beside Bao Ye's car, and then two or three thousand people jumped from the back of the car.
Bao Ye saw through the dim light that Jin Lingrui was in the lead, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Jin Lingrui walked up to Bao Ye and said, "Let's donate blood."
He only brought people here when he received news.
Bao Ye: …
Jin Lingrui turned around and said to the people under his hands, "Those who are strong and strong should donate at least three hundred milliliters of blood, while others should at least one hundred milliliters."
Everyone should be well.
Yu Yi picked up the small bottle: "How can such a small bottle contain 300ml of blood?"
Bao Ye explained: "Each small bottle contains five drops of blood, and two hundred drops of blood are ten milliliters."
Yu Yi calculated: "Then I am not six thousand drops of blood, when will this drop?"
Jin Lingrui said: "Even if you don't sleep, you have to finish the drip. Well, don't talk nonsense, everyone hurry up and work."
"Yes." Everyone picked up the boxes of bottles and found a place to sit down and let blood.
Jin Lingrui sat down next to Bao Ye.
The others kept their distance from the two brothers so that they could talk. Of course, this did not mean that they forgive Bao Ye for the bad things he had done in the past. They came to donate blood for his good deeds.
Jin Lingrui opened the lid of the small bottle, bit his finger, and pointed the wound at the mouth of the bottle and dripped it.
Bao Ye glanced at him, turned his eyes to Tang Kaiji, and then saw Zisang Yanruo sitting not far from Tang Kaiji.
She is excitedly trying to donate blood to save lives.
Bao Ye couldn't help holding his forehead.
my mom!
You are a god. If an ordinary person drank the blood of a god, he would either wake up his divine power or die by exploding his body.
Bao Ye didn't dare to imagine it, and he didn't know that he should not take out Zisang Yanruo's blood.
"Why don't you speak?" Jin Lingrui said suddenly.
Bao Ye turned to look at him: "I thought you didn't like hearing my voice."
Jin Lingrui glanced at him: "If you keep doing bad things, I will listen to whatever you have to say."
After he finished speaking, he paused and said, "I also like to hear it."
Bao Ye thought about it and asked, "I haven't seen my parents since I was born. Can you tell me what they are like?"
Jin Lingrui chuckled: "You finally want to know what kind of people your parents are."
Baoye searched Chou Nu's memory. Chou Nu seemed to have never asked about his parents. When he was young, he was ignorant. , When he came out, his character was already distorted, and it was even more impossible to ask his parents.
"Can't you tell me if I don't ask?"
Jin Lingrui refuted him: "You don't want to know, why should I tell you."
"I want to know now, will you tell me?"
Jin Lingrui was silent for a while before he said, "I'm not the same mother as you."
Bao Ye was surprised that there was such a thing.
"Like you, I haven't had a mother since I was born, and I don't know who your mother is."
Bao Ye was speechless: "Don't you know with whom Dad gave birth to me?"
"do not know."
"Then how do you know that I must be my brother?"
This time, Jin Lingrui was silent for a long time before saying, "You look a lot like Dad."
Bao Ye touched his face: "I'm very curious about the sarcoma on my face, where did you see that I was very similar to him?"
Jin Lingrui laughed: "He also has a sarcoma on his face."
"Uh, okay. What kind of person is he?"
When Jin Lingrui talked about his father, he couldn't help but miss him: "He is a very good person, but sometimes he gives you the feeling that you want to strangle him, so you need to beat him."
Bao Ye: "… "
It was the first time he had heard someone describe his father like that.
"Sometimes he likes to do good things, and sometimes he secretly does bad things, and sometimes he likes to treat people, and sometimes he values love and righteousness. He has a lot of friends and a lot of enemies. The most important thing is that he has a lot of mighty power."
Bao Ye didn't know why, although he had never met this 'dad' he had never met, but from Jin Lingrui's description, he liked this person. It would be great if he could meet such a person.
He is such a changeable person.
Jin Lingrui smiled meaningfully: "He is indeed a changeable person."
Bao Ye asked: "He has powerful divine power, how could he die?"
Jin Lingrui's smile froze: "He died by doing too many bad things."
Bao Ye felt that the truth of the matter was not like this.
The more bad things he did, the more sarcomas on his face, until the sarcomas all over his body exploded.
Bao Ye pointed to himself in surprise: "Then...
"You will too."
"So you also know that my sarcoma will grow more and more with bad things?"
Jin Lingrui hummed softly.
¨Then why didn't you stop the ugly and me from doing bad things before? "
"It's useless." Jin Lingrui frowned: "If you keep doing bad things, you won't be able to stop, and no one can stop you. My father once told me that if you really can't stop you, don't worry about it. You, if you keep managing, you will kill me as an enemy sooner or later, I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid that you will kill my brother."
"Just, with my ability, can I kill you and your brother?"
Jin Lingrui sneered: "Dad's child, where can you go wrong, you will wake up sooner or later."
"You can kill me early."
"Can't let go."
Bao Ye smiled: "Then do you know how the sarcoma came from? Did Dad tell you?"
"Yes, he said it was a sin made in a previous life."
"What does it have to do with me when he committed sins in his past life? How can I have it?"
"You are his son."
"You're not his son, why aren't you?"
"I am kind-hearted and innocent. How could such an ugly sarcoma grow on a man as handsome as me."
Bao Ye sneered: "So you don't know how to joke."
In the impression of ugly slaves, Jin Lingrui has always been serious.
Jin Ling Rui ruffian smiled: "Where am I joking? No matter how you look at us, I look better than you."
"If I didn't have this sarcoma on my face, I would definitely look better than you."
"When you don't have a sarcoma, come back and compare with me."
Bao Ye: "… "