Chapter 1512: Live and eat

The dormitory of the Black Iron Dwarf that Morin entered was really smelly. Fortunately, there was enough sulfur smell, but it was possible to suppress that smell.
It is said that sulfur has a disinfecting effect. Like the people of our world, there are some disinfectant external "medicine" products, which contain sulfur components. It seems that it is because of this, that sulfur gas is a good thing for this place. .
Morin had already reached a point where he could live a normal life without breathing. He naturally didn't need to find his own guilt, he was already breathless.
However, it's like seeing a of poo and seeing its shape, you can use your brain to make up for it. This is called conditional anti-shooting, so dirty things that don't need you to touch are just disgusting to think about.
Although Mo Lin was out of breath here, he was still not very comfortable.
The black iron dwarves seemed to have a certain order when they were sleeping. They were arranged neatly, but they slept almost shoulder-to-shoulder, with no gaps at all.
Morin glanced around and found no place for the black iron dwarf he had changed to sleep. He just found that there was a gap between the two dwarves in the fifth row against the wall.
Mo Linxin said that after the black iron dwarf, who had changed, left, when viewed as crowded when they were sleeping, even if there was a person at that time, it would disappear at this time.
So, where is the gap?
Thinking about this, Mo Lin went there, and then squeezed in and lay down.
"Squeeze what?" said the dwarf next to Moline impatiently, then glanced at Moline, "Kazak, how did you come here to sleep?"
Morin knew at this time that the black iron dwarf he had changed was originally called Kazak. Before he could answer, the dwarf asked: "Go outside to go to the toilet again? Just one day when you are poor, then you will "piss" when you go out. What kind of person do you think you are? That era has long passed. ."
"Oh, it seems that this black iron dwarf who has changed is still a relatively famous guy before?" Mo Linxin said, however, he didn't say anything, he closed his eyes and went to sleep without sleep.
"Cut!" The dwarf snorted disdainfully, and then went to sleep.
Morin didn't fall asleep at all. He was thinking about how he was going to act here. In the end, he could only sum up one thing, that is: see more, listen more, do more, talk less.
This is a very valuable experience, especially when you go to a place you are very unfamiliar with. This is your basic policy.
Morin thought so, and then he measured the time in his heart. About four o'clock in the morning, he heard the sound of tapping the iron outside.
The sound was unusually harsh, but Morin didn't expect it to be a life-saver for these black iron dwarves. As soon as the sound sounded, the muscles of these dwarves shuddered clearly.
Because the dwarf sleeping next to him was so close to himself, Morin could clearly feel the tremor. That was the fear in the soul, which reflected on the external muscles.
Immediately afterwards, there was a whizzing sound of waking up. These dwarfs did not take off their clothes to sleep, so immediately after they got up, they ran to the gate.
Moline followed them closely and ran out until the sound of knocking on the iron piece was about to end. They had arrived in the hall in front of the hole when Moline came in.
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All the dwarves have been neatly arranged, and Morin can see another human magician and a dragon standing there.
The human magician looked at the pocket watch he was wearing and said to the black iron dwarves: "Thirty minutes of meal time, and then immediately return to your work!"
After experiencing the fear just now, all the dark iron dwarves seem to be waiting for this sentence. When this sentence had just ended, they immediately walked quickly to a stone cave in the front left of the hall.
The fast and neat team quickly passed the stone cave and came to another hall. There is the canteen of these black iron dwarves.
Organized and disciplined to take the tableware, and then went to cook, and in the process, the organization "sex" and discipline "sex" completely disappeared.
That kind of organization "sex" and discipline "sex" is like the devil in a dream. Once the dream wakes up, the dwarves will stop thinking about them.
Those who are powerful and even have some martial arts have grabbed the head of the meal, so that they can not only eat first, but also have a sufficient amount of rice to eat.
Well, the so-called sufficient amount does not mean enough for a black iron dwarf. Rather, if there are fifty dwarves here, those meals will be divided into fifty standard portions, and each portion can only make the dwarf eat six full.
However, these fifty points are not sufficient. In the front, you can get a sufficient amount of standard parts. Later, because the amount of food is not enough, it will naturally decrease in that standard portion.
Often the last black iron dwarf who is cooking is only about one-third of the standard portion. That amount of food is really the same as not eating.
And if you go hungry for a long time, combined with strong physical labor, even if the dwarves are strong, they will not be able to persevere for a long time.
Therefore, grabbing food here is just like grabbing a life, every dwarf will not give in. Of course, in order to eat this meal, they will not fight, that is not a good thing for anyone.
Morin squeezed among these dwarves and did not make any special moves. After all, the problem of eating was not a problem for him.
However, Morin could not be the last one. He knew very well that his current situation could not be at the head or the tail, because both places would be noticed.
Therefore, he can only choose the middle, that is, popularization, so that he will be much less likely to be noticed.
Those in the middle have reduced their food share, but they can still see it. And these foods are really hard to swallow.
There is porridge, but I don’t know what the raw material of this porridge is, it seems to be corn, and it seems to be oats. In short, I can’t see the number.
The harder food is brown bread that is almost as hard as bricks, and the side dish is a plate of roasted spiders.
Yes, it is the kind of large, knotty, hairy, black spider with the size of a palm.
Imagine a thing like this crawling in your mouth.
As soon as Morin saw these things, his throat was stuffed with chicken "hair", but when he saw the dwarves around, he was impatient.