Under the bright sunshine, Gorman drove the small fishing boat slowly to the edge of the abandoned dock on the other side of the lake.

Before everyone disembarked, Gorman turned off the engine and reminded, "In order for all of you to concentrate on the work at hand, please leave your communication tools and electronic equipment on the ship now."

Hearing this, these people didn't have any objections. They each took out mobile phones, watches, tablets and other things, and placed them in a plastic basin prepared by Gorman in advance.

What made Wei Ran particularly concerned was that what the young man named Niniel handed over was a slightly outdated BlackBerry push-button phone that was not turned on at all, and two spare batteries.

Seeing that Wei Ran seemed to have noticed his cell phone, the young man named Niner took the initiative and asked slowly in a hoarse and deep voice, "Do you want to exchange contact information with me?"

"If it's possible, I'd be very happy and honored." As Wei Ran spoke, he took out his business card from his pocket and handed it to the other party with both hands. He took the business card with both hands and glanced at it, and Ninel took it out of his pocket.

An atomic seal was printed on the business card with a red email address, and then returned to Wei Ran.

"My cell phone may be unreachable at any time, but I can always be contacted by email." After finishing speaking, Ninel had already put away the seal and jumped onto the pier.

"Do you need me to give you another business card?" Wei Ran asked as he put away the stamped business card.

"No, I've already remembered it." Ninel raised his hand without looking back.

He's a weirdo...

Wei Ran muttered secretly, and was the last one to jump onto the dock, letting Gorman lead them along a gravel road overgrown with grass to the locked fishery prison No. 33!

Opening the rusty iron door amidst the clanking noise, everyone also discovered that a lot of things had been placed in advance in the open space full of weeds.

Among these items were tents with packaging, two large barrels of fuel, and even a generator, several lawnmowers, motorcycle saws, and even two particularly conspicuous small wheel loaders.

Of course, in addition to these things, there are also buckets of paint, roller brushes and iron brushes for polishing that are also packaged, and there are even a few travel bags with people's names on them, as well as some insulated boxes and ice cubes.

Blocks of preserved ingredients and simple cooking tools.

"Teacher Gorman, what are you going to do...hey! Where are you going, old guy?" Jima asked warily when he saw that Gorman had turned around and walked back.

"Of course I'm going back to do my business."

Gorman said matter-of-factly, "I'll give you a week to clean up all the weeds and garbage in the prison yard, as well as the road leading to the dock from the door, and then repaint all the doors and windows."

"Can…"

"I will come here every day to deliver food and daily necessities to you."

Gorman didn't give these young people a chance to speak at all, "Okay, kids, work hard and don't get into trouble."

Before he could finish his words, the young man named Niner had already unscrewed the lid of the oil drum, obviously preparing to burn the weeds here as quickly as possible.

"The fire can only be used for cooking and boiling water. The weeds must be carefully cleaned with the tools I prepared for you."

Gorman said one step ahead, "Nineel, you are responsible for protecting the safety of others. Victor, you are responsible for supervising that everyone is not allowed to eat fish in the lake.

Jima, you are responsible for protecting all the girls, not allowing them to be harmed or molesting them. Maya, you are responsible for supervising Jima. You can allocate other tasks among yourself."

"Clang"

Although the young man named Niner did not respond to Gorman's instructions, he simply threw aside the stainless steel washbasin he had just prepared to receive the fuel, and simply pulled out a lawnmower from a pile of supplies.

The remaining Wei Ran and others looked at each other, and wisely did not ask any more questions. They stood in a row and watched Gorman leave in the boat amidst the roar of the lawnmower. Then they all relaxed.

Take a breath.

"Victor, you offended Gorman

Sir?" Ji Ma asked first.

"No, have you offended him?" Wei Ran asked. "I...um...probably not."

Jima muttered something uncertain, then turned to look at Thorne and the three girls standing together.

"The last time I saw Uncle Gorman was when he sent Maya to study in Kazan a few years ago."

Thorne, who came from afar, removed himself in time, "Uncle Kajik is right, Uncle Gorman does have a brain problem, and all psychiatrists have brain problems."

"Gentlemen, are we unable to leave for the time being?" Maya asked loudly, squinting her eyes and avoiding the grass debris blown by the wind. "It seems so at the moment!" Ji Ma was the first to answer.

In this case, let's allocate the work." Maya flapped her palms and said loudly, "Mr. Ninele, can you stop for a moment?"

"Nineel, stop for a moment!" Ji Ma shouted to help. "What's wrong?" Nineel turned off the lawn mower and asked slowly in a hoarse voice.

"We need to arrange our work," Wei Ran said with a smile.

farmer machine

"No problem." After hearing this, Ninel immediately walked back and said, "I will listen to your arrangements."

"Weeding does not require manpower," Thorne said first. "I will find a way to make the lawnmower work by itself later."

"So all that's left is cleaning the doors and windows?" Maya asked rhetorically.

"There is also enough breakfast, lunch and dinner for all of us."

Olga pointed to the tents piled together, "In addition, I think we need to set up the tents together first. The buildings here are obviously very old. It might be better to set up a tent outside for the night than to sleep in those abandoned buildings.

It’s safer.”

"How about the ladies take care of the cooking and weeding, and we take care of the rust removal and painting?" Jima suggested with a hint of favoritism.

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Ninel was the first to express his stance. He turned around and walked towards the lawnmower and said, "I'll clear the tent site first."

"We have no objection either."

Wei Ran and Thorn expressed their opinions at the same time. They picked up the tent bag without even removing the label.

After a while, the roar of the lawnmower sounded again, and the weeds around everyone were cleared one after another.

At the same time, the three girls each took out a large-bristle brush and swept the grass residue all over the floor into a pile aside.

The remaining three people were not idle either. Wei Ran was responsible for helping everyone set up tents one after another on the cleared gravel road. Ji Ma and Thorne cooperated with each other and used the motorcycle saw familiarly.

Several dead street trees in the distance were cut down, and amid the hum of the engine, they were cut into half-meter-long sections, which could be used as stools or firewood.

They continued to work like this until the sun was about to set. Seven tents of various colors in an arc shape had been set up on the corridor inside the entrance of No. 33 Fishing Farm Prison. And behind these tents, the roots of a street tree that had long since died and been cut down were also erected.

It was doused with fuel and lit, and piled with collected grass residue that had a rich grassy smell.

For a moment, thick white smoke steamed up, easily driving away the mosquitoes that were raging in the evening.

On the other side of the seven tents, three girls who had become friends also lit an extra bonfire, chatting and laughing, using the relatively fresh ingredients to prepare dinner for everyone.

A little further away, in various places in the prison, Wei Ran and others also tied ropes to lawnmowers according to Thorne's instructions, and tied the other ends of the ropes to street lamp poles or to lawn mowers.

On the street tree, or simply use a loader to knock a calf-thick wooden stick on the ground as the center of the circle.

Accompanied by the roaring sound one after another, the weeding machines were started one after another. Under the traction of the rope, they began to work around the center of their respective circles. At the same time, because the rope was wrapped around the center of the circle, the center of the circle was shortened a little bit, thus reducing the scope of weeding.

"Would you like to take a dip in the lake outside?"

Ji Ma, who was responsible for driving the loader, asked loudly,

"The water in that lake looks very clean, and I just found swimming trunks in the travel bag with my name on it."

"I also found swimming trunks, so of course I have to take a shower." As Thorn spoke, he had already taken off his sea soul shirt. In fact, whether it was the sea soul shirt, T-shirt or the camouflage pants and high-waist military boots on the lower body,

, these were all found in Wei Ran’s travel bag when he was setting up his tent.

In order to avoid getting their clothes dirty, everyone naturally didn't mind changing into the clothes Gorman helped prepare before starting work. But even so, the flying grass blades still made their whole bodies itch unbearably.

"What about you? Do you want to go together?"

Wei Ran sent an invitation to the taciturn Niner. He naturally knew that if we go back a few decades, the lake outside would definitely not be considered clean. But after so many years, the lake is living water connected to the river.

, naturally I don’t care that much.

"Then let's come together." Niner nodded nonchalantly, agreeing to Wei Ran's invitation.

Hearing this, Jima immediately increased the speed of the car and returned to the tent first. He extended the same invitation to the three girls and added with a gentlemanly look, "You can wash in the lake at the door. We'll wait a little further."

When you are done washing, just shine the flashlight at us and we will come back then."

"Are you going?" Maya asked the sisters Olga and Olena, who were obviously moved.

"Of course I want to go!" Before the two sisters finished speaking, they had already stood up and got into the tent they shared.

"You guys stay away," Maya clenched her fists towards Jima and threatened in a joke, "If you dare to swim over here, I will ask my brother to put you into an oil drum and sink you into the lake."

"Don't worry Ji Ma, I won't do that."

The shirtless Thorne gave Jima reassurance with a smile, and then bent down and pulled out a pair of bright red swimming trunks and shorts from his travel bag, and strolled towards the outside of the prison.

lake.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you."

Wei Ran patted Ji Ma on the shoulder, "Although Thorne will definitely not do that, the father of those sisters, Ivan, will definitely sink you into the lake."

After saying that, he ignored Jima's angry expression and took out a pair of large swimming trunks and a change of clothes from his bag, beckoning Nineel to walk to the lake outside.

Thorne chose a position about 50 meters away from the prison door. Without waiting for Ji Ma, who came a little later, the three of them took off their clothes and put on swimming trunks, then stepped on the cobblestones and walked in.

After spending the whole day on the lake, the quick work of small pieces made the smell of pebbles enter the pole center for two vertical miles.

Taking advantage of the remaining sunset, Wei Ran also noticed that there seemed to be an OTS-22 submachine gun hidden in the clothes Nineel took off, which was extremely rare even in Russia.

Of course, compared to the unusually rare but unattractive submachine gun, what surprised Wei Ran even more was that Niner's body was covered with various scars.
To be continued...