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Chapter 202 Fish Scales
The farthest distance between people is not when shoes are in the Five Rings and people are in Central, but when I am by your side and you are holding another man.
In our country, there was once a tumultuous era when people idolized foreign things, believing that the moon abroad was round, the mud abroad smelled sweet, and the air abroad was Yang Qi, while the Ground was all gold.
Once, there was a nine-year-old girl who, after returning from work, saw a Sweet Potato by the roadside. Starving, she picked it up and took a bite. When a villager saw her, she realized something and hurriedly fled her childhood home with the unfinished Sweet Potato.
In that era, going abroad had not yet become fashionable; it was a pursuit. People engaged in collective labor and shared rations. Everything belonged to the state, and the people were the labor force of the state.
During that time, everyone left early and returned late, earning only one public point to get a little more food.
In that era, stealing a Sweet Potato from the roadside meant being caught at the commune gate, stripped of clothes, and beaten with a Bamboo Stick by village leaders until covered in bruises. They would wear pointed hats and be paraded three times a day throughout the village. They would occasionally be called to the Village stage to write self-criticisms and make confessions.
Despite being united and working hard, production levels never increased significantly, leading to frequent starvation. The young girl fled her hometown along the Yangtze River, walking endlessly. She once wondered what lay at the end of the Yangtze River. Was it heaven? A place with endless food and kind people where there was no labor but happiness every day?
She named that place Sky Blue.
She had little education but a vivid imagination. When she grew tired, she hid in a cabin on a ship. However, instead of seeing her imagined Sky Blue, she saw only the sea.
What lay at the end of the sea was unknown to her; all she knew was that she was very hungry while a large group of people carried food onto a drifting ‘Large Ship’.
She casually walked over to a middle-aged man and followed him onto the ship. Once inside the cabin, she found an abundance of food every day. She felt that if there really was a heaven, then this cabin was it—even though she was alone here and could not see the sky.
Inside the cabin were some books. She did not understand many words but spent her days copying the characters from them and silently memorizing them, hoping that one day she would have a companion.
The ship stopped, but the wind grew stronger.
It was an Island Nation. A cargo worker discovered her in the cabin and took her to a strange place where there were older sisters bigger than her and younger sisters smaller than her, along with a boss lady who had quite a sharp tongue.
The boss lady would feed her every day and teach her some skills, such as how to earn money with her little mouth and how to use her sweet voice to get food. The boss lady would ask her to speak, to write, and to perform. She once told her that she would turn her into the most famous Adult Film Star in the country.
What an Adult Film Star was, the girl only understood when she turned twelve. On her twelfth birthday, the boss lady allowed her to take on her first client in life.
He was not from this country, nor from her home country, but a middle-aged man who spoke 'Smida.' The middle-aged man began to undress her, taking off her school uniform until she was completely naked. She knew what he wanted to do because the boss lady had told her that this was called ML, also known as compensated dating.
Her first time was given away in such a muddled way. She did not cry because the boss lady had told her that after it was done, she could earn thirty thousand yen.
The boss lady did not lie; she earned her first savings of thirty thousand yen, which was a lot for that era.
The Island Nation where she lived was covered in snow all year round; whether day or night, it was a beautiful white expanse!
After the first time came the second. She got used to her life, accustomed to moaning under various men, used to taking the money earned with her body to buy more books and travel more places.
The boss lady died. When she died, she was completely naked and had over two hundred cuts on her body, with the fatal wound on her hip.
The girl became unemployed! Having been used to watching the snow, she suddenly discovered that hidden beneath the snow were not just the land but also people.
She left that city and went to another place, which was the country of her first client. Unfortunately, she was caught by a Regular Customer from the same country as the boss lady.
The Regular Customer locked her in a dark and damp place, took all her money, stripped her of her clothes, and left her in a corner.
The Regular Customer would come to see her from time to time. Each time he came, he would sweat on her. The girl did not feel disgusted; instead, she felt that only when a man was on top of her could she feel warmth because it was too cold here. Not freezing to death was already a miracle.
Once, the man asked her what she wanted most.
Her answer was not freedom or warmth but a computer. Because although it was very cold here, at least there was food to eat, which was much better than in the country where she was born. She needed a computer to express all the strange thoughts in her head through writing.
In that era, only free countries could have telegraphs; only soldiers could have phones; and computers were still too expensive and impractical.
Regular Customer satisfied her by buying her a computer.
Ten years passed, and the old computer had undergone countless updates and replacements, while that Regular Customer had indeed grown old. Before he died, he proposed one last ML with her.
The girl agreed! Because although the Regular Customer did not provide her with a heavenly home, he had taken care of her for a full ten years, feeding her for ten years.
Regular Customer was a professional male star. His stamina might not match that of Young Man, and his size might not reach the average level, but he had three very skilled fingers. In the industry, such a person is referred to as Golden Finger.
They used their fingers to satisfy women, allowing them to reach heights that even ML could not achieve, sometimes causing them to spray more water than urine during moments of excitement.
That night, the girl died under the three fingers of Regular Customer, while the old computer retained the records of her life over the years.
It has been said that those who die far from home become rootless ghosts. After the girl died, she left that dark and damp little Room, boarded a boat, and returned to her hometown. Along the way, when she was hungry, she would eat.
Having followed Regular Customer for so long, she learned one true principle: one must have skills! This is a society where the strong prey on the weak.
She returned to her hometown, which had changed a lot in ten years. Food was abundant; regardless of age, as long as she could overpower them, she would absorb their Ghost Fire. In her eyes, Ghost Fire was food and something that could provide warmth.
Over time, she came to a cave and claimed it as her own because it had the food she needed.
Some say cannibalism is driven by necessity, but the girl felt that she ate people because she truly loved the fire within them.
She often drifted through the world, wandering for a long time before returning to her home, consuming an endless supply of fire until she encountered her next master—Pan Shenbao!
He gave her a name: Chickenshit!
It was an apt name; she felt no discomfort with it. He would provide her with what she wanted, allowing her to eat well and enabling her to indulge in fantasies about her little life in a cramped space.
What is love?
Is it a product of chaos on the bed, or a lie of honest encounters between people?
She does not believe in love, but she believes in her master, because whether it's the boss lady or the Regular Customer, at least they make sure she has enough to eat.
Her current master does not ride on her and sweat profusely; she thinks this is why her master looks down on her. So she tries every means to tempt her master, believing that the only thing she can offer is her body.
Inside the International Trade Building, Chickenshit lies calmly on the Ground, looking at the dark surroundings. She has long been accustomed to the darkness, as it brings her peace and allows her to find the food she needs. If her master does not feed her human flesh, she will only receive Chicken Blood, which she thinks is unimportant. What matters is that she can fill her stomach and alleviate the coldness within.
Next to Chickenshit is a woman with a broken body named Zhang Bingqing.
"Are you a virgin?" Chickenshit asks with a bitter smile.
She can feel pain and coldness all over her body. She senses that the Ghost Fire within her has become very thin, even her consciousness is gradually fading. She does not know how much longer she can hold on, but before her master returns, she plans to live well.
"It's so hot," Bingqing says lightly.
They lie flat on the Ground, both bodies of the ghosts are already in tatters. Chickenshit's body is frozen with a layer of frost; one hand is broken, and she has lost both feet. Bingqing's body is marked with large scars from flames, even her face has been stripped of skin.
"I'm cold!" Chickenshit whispers after looking at the open Elevator door. She feels that what can bring her warmth at this moment is not Chicken Blood or Ghost Fire, but her master's embrace, for only in her master's embrace can she find true warmth.
She supports herself with one hand and slowly crawls toward the Elevator Entrance. Upon seeing this, Bingqing shouts loudly at her, "Stay away from me!"
At this moment, the temperature around them drops once again, and flames erupt from Chickenshit's body once more. The battle between the two women may lack clear reasons; all that exists is a persistence in their hearts.
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