Wen Shi raised his eyebrows but did not express his opinion.
The boy was not an intern, so there was no food in front of him. This was a blessing, as normal people would want to stay away from these foods.
Wen Shi stirred the soup with blood foam. This world always emphasizes beautiful minds. He doesn't think the chef will use the bodies of dead players to cook, at least not now. The only thing to be sure is whether not eating this bowl of rice will trigger the death rule.
If there is anything Wen Shi learned from the old players, it is that he must learn to make excuses.
In the previous copy, the only person who could help him delay time and blow up the stairs could be A Ling from the bride's camp. The fact that she openly destroyed the castle owner's stairs but did not die at the hands of the count is itself worth pondering.
From Ah Ling's perspective, in that critical situation, she either used props to withstand the damage from the Count, or she had found an excuse in advance. Wen Shi was more inclined to the latter. If it were him, he would definitely say that he was trying to prevent the bride from escaping when he blew up the stairs.
Having a perfect excuse in advance may result in punishment by the rules, but it will not be a capital crime.
Wen Shi calmed himself down and decided to give it a try. He stood in front of Tu Bianxi with a bowl in his hand and said seriously, "You must be starving since you are eating so quickly. I will soon be the spokesperson for the beautiful heart in the factory, and I have the obligation to make sure you are full."
After saying that, he poured all the soup in his bowl into Tu Bianxi's bowl.
With the sound of splashing, the whole process is like pouring out swill.
The bowl that had just been emptied was instantly full again, and Tu Bianxi's face turned terribly dark.
After doing all this, Wen Shi patted him on the shoulder: "You're welcome."
Tu Bianxi really wanted to push the man down on the table and stuff everything in the bowl, including the porcelain bowl, into his mouth. However, this was a copy and if he did so, it would very likely anger Supervisor Zhao and he would be charged with provoking trouble and be fired.
Wen Shi’s excuse was very successful.
However, other players did not learn from this. Firstly, after what Wen Shi did, everyone was keeping a close eye on their bowls to prevent similar incidents from happening. Secondly, they did not have the status of spokespersons and might end up making things worse.
After lunch, Supervisor Zhao took the new employees to pick up their belongings. Each new employee received a set of work clothes and a cell phone of his or her own. Then he began to explain the precautions after entering the factory.
"Everyone must gather downstairs of the dormitory building at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning. I will arrange a workshop for you. Interns are mainly responsible for handling raw materials and processing. As for whether you will be assigned to the first or second workshop in the end, it all depends on your performance tonight. The second workshop has a monthly commission, and the welfare benefits are better than the first workshop."
"Are we going to start work tonight?" asked one of the twin sisters.
When it comes to good-looking members of the opposite sex, Supervisor Zhao is a little more polite: "Of course not, unless it's the night shift, the factory works at normal times, from 8am to 12pm, and from 2pm to 6pm every day."
Supervisor Zhao seemed to have thought of something, and a slightly strange smile appeared on his face. "At the beginning of the year, the factory recruited a group of interns, but they violated the accommodation regulations, and some were unlucky and encountered thieves. Some were seriously injured and disabled, and some died."
Supervisor Zhao sighed with regret: "After all, interns can only live on the first three floors of the dormitory. Without a building manager, it is difficult to guarantee safety at night."
As his eyes swept over the players one by one, Supervisor Zhao made a vicious prediction: "You skinny college students, I think it would be good if half of you survive tomorrow, but..."
He deliberately dragged out the last word, leaving everyone in suspense before saying, "Thieves seek wealth. If you encounter a thief, you can buy his life with money, such as the Beauty Spirit Liquid."
"But none of us have jobs yet and we don't have any salary."
"On credit." Supervisor Zhao said with a smile, "I can introduce you to Haisheng from the third workshop. He always has some Meiling liquid on hand. You can write him an IOU, but when you pay it back, you must show some appreciation."
Haisheng.
Wen Shi remembered hearing this name outside the factory director's office. The other party once donated fifty yuan to Jian Qingrong. Later, after Jian Qingrong returned the fifty yuan, he was also exploited of most of his salary every month.
Isn't that guy sick
Wen Shi couldn't help but suspect that Haisheng was not sick at all, and was just trying to cheat more money from Jian Qingrong.
Supervisor Zhao is not a good person either. I guess he has often forced new employees to borrow money from loan sharks.
[Side quest: Successfully survive one night in the dormitory building
Mission reward: 50 points
Mission description: This is a dormitory building where you live for a lifetime. It has been the nightmare of countless people. At any time, you must remember that the rules in the building are more important than the rules in the factory. Also, never provoke old employees who live on the sixth floor or above.
Please try your best to see the dawn of the next day.]
The game specifically issues tasks, which is enough to prove that it is not easy to spend a night safely in the dormitory building.
Other players also received the prompt sound. If they wrote an IOU, they would be heavily in debt, considering the Meiling Liquid used as a bribe for the interview.
Never underestimate the evil heart of an NPC. Supervisor Zhao played a hungry marketing game: "The amount of Beauty Spirit Liquid that can be borrowed is limited. Anyone who is interested can follow me now."
Except for two veteran players who were confident that they could survive the night on their own, including Wen Shi, the rest followed Supervisor Zhao.
However, Wen Shi had other plans. He needed to first see what kind of person this Haisheng was.
The group returned to Workshop 3 from the cafeteria, and this time they went much deeper than during the interview.
The third workshop is actually very large, with many twists and turns inside. I heard that the picking area, quality inspection area, shipping warehouse, etc. are all here. Haisheng is working the night shift tonight, and the night shift staff are also responsible for patrolling. According to Supervisor Zhao, Haisheng has been feeling unwell for the past two days and should be catching up on his sleep.
At this time, the workers in the workshop have already gone off work, and most of the lights, which are already dim, have been turned off.
"Brother, I'm afraid of the dark." The boy grabbed Wen Shi's sleeves and said, "Can I wait for you outside?"
For safety reasons, Wen Shi wanted to keep him with him, but then a drop of foul-smelling liquid falling from the ceiling made him give up the idea.
Forget it, it’s even more unsafe to stay in the workshop.
"Be careful and don't run around." Wen Shi thought for a moment and said, "Go find a secluded spot downstairs of the dormitory and wait for me."
"good."
The young man did not leave after he went out, but leaned against the outer door with his hands in his pockets. He clearly felt that this factory was not clean. It was not that dangerous, but the timid supervisor would surely escape soon.
The further in we went, the colder and humider it became, and one of the players suddenly shouted "Oh shit".
Supervisor Zhao was startled and asked angrily, "What are you yelling about?"
The player moved his lips, but still spoke out: "There seems to be something on the ceiling."
"You're dazzled." Supervisor Zhao looked a little unnatural.
Wen Shi also looked up. In the narrow fluorescent tube, only mottled blocks of color were lit up. The obscured parts looked like a distorted human face. When Wen Shi looked up, he was directly met with a pair of dead fish eyes.
There was a light mist floating around the ceiling, which was gathering around the light tubes. Gradually, the mist merged into hands, feet... limbs. The next second, the brightness of the light increased greatly, and the strip-shaped person who was blocking the light suddenly disappeared.
Wen Shi took a step closer to Ji Yuanzhi: "Dad, protect me."
"… "
Something fell not far in front of him with a "pop". The player walking in front half-crouched down and said with disgust, "It's meat paste."
A blurry mass of flesh and blood blocked the road, and it was hard to ignore.
Supervisor Zhao's expression changed again and again, and he said on the spot: "I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do. You can go find Haisheng yourself. Go inside and turn left to the second shipping warehouse. He is inside."
After saying this, Supervisor Zhao ran away as if he was running for his life.
He ran outside almost like a gust of wind, but stopped when he smelled a faint fragrance.
When Supervisor Zhao turned his head, he saw someone standing over there and was shocked on the spot.
The boy smiled and said, "Hello, let's get to know each other."
Supervisor Zhao felt that this was inexplicable, and the fear he had felt in the factory before turned into anger. He was about to scold the boy, but at this moment, the boy slowly took off his mask and said, "It's suffocating."
The moment he saw that face clearly, blood rushed to Supervisor Zhao's head, and then his entire face turned red. It took him a long while to squeeze out a complete "OK".
The boy smiled with satisfaction, very obedient.
Supervisor Zhao was so fascinated that he didn't even see what the other person's lips were saying.
·
Three workshops.
The players who were left behind looked at each other in bewilderment. The NPC actually ran away before taking them to their destination
Damn, so cruel!
Now that they have come this far, it would be unreasonable to leave now. Everyone can only bite the bullet and move forward, comforting themselves that there is strength in numbers and that they will not be wiped out together.
What you fear will come to you.
The fluorescent light above my head suddenly exploded after it brightened for a moment.
Wen Shi counted carefully and heard four explosions in total. In the darkness, there was dead silence.
Relying on the large number of people, some people tried to use lighting props. Wen Shi also took out a small lantern. They also tried the newly distributed mobile phones, but were told that they could not be used in special occasions.
"Put your hands on my shoulders and count." Ji Yuanzhi suddenly spoke.
Wen Shi touched around with his hand and felt the shoulder of someone nearby, and someone behind him also put his arm around his shoulder.
"One." The first one to count was one of the twin sisters.
After waiting for a while and making sure no one spoke, Wen Shi said, "Two."
"three… "
"Three." The two spoke at almost the same time. The one who spoke last stopped and changed his words to "Four."
Everyone started to speak, and finally the number reported was eleven, which just matched the number of players that came in.
Beads of sweat appeared on Wen Shi's forehead, and he didn't feel relaxed at all, because he was sure that the person in front of him did not report the number.
The shoulder that my hand was resting on was like a deflated balloon, gradually becoming soft, a chill slowly rose along the palm of my hand, and when it was warm, the whole arm seemed to be frozen into an ice stick, making it difficult to take it off.
He looked at the attribute panel and, as expected, saw an additional line of status behind the health value: Yin energy entering the body.
"Zombies."
Wen Shi summoned his generals without any hesitation.
The cooldown of the harp skill had not yet passed, so the zombie could only attack in its original state. It was good at [Swallow] and [Digging the Heart], and bit the throat of the monster in front of it. There was no expected blood spray, but only a mouthful of rancid smell.
"Be careful, your warrior will inhale the poisonous mist."
"The poisonous fog is corroding the zombies."
While the zombies were biting the monster, Wen Shi's arms were barely able to move, and he received another prompt.
"Your general was enraged and released the [Sweet Flower Fragrance]."
Sweet floral scent
Wen Shi reacted and subconsciously associated it with the mutated pomegranate flower.
The monster in front of him didn't know whether it was disgusted or afraid of the sweet smell, and it suddenly disappeared, but it didn't go far, it just changed its target of attack.
Four explosions, four monsters, and the entire team was scattered under the attack.
Human vision will be obstructed by darkness, but monsters and generals will not. Wen Shi ordered the zombies: "Turn left and take me to the second shipping warehouse."
We were already inside the factory. There were no windows nearby, but cold wind was blowing down from above.
Wen Shi's hand touched the edge of a machine, which was covered with rust. He put it under his nose and sniffed, smelling blood. The zombie led the way, but did not avoid obstacles, and Wen Shi's foot kicked an iron barrel.
He could feel something in the bucket.
Wen Shi remembered the bucket full of meat that the chef had pulled out during the day, and asked in a deep voice, "What's in the bucket?"
The zombie's intelligence is 79, which means it has intellectual disability, but it has basic logical thinking. It replied dully: "The man, the man, has been eaten almost to death."
Ignoring the physically uncomfortable description, Wen Shi initially speculated that it was a player who was eliminated and taken away during the interview in the afternoon, but was pulled back for some reason and put in the bucket.
"It's like feeding." Wen Shi thought of a possibility. Could this corpse be used to feed the monsters in the factory to appease them
After all, a full beast may let go of other prey.
After that, the zombies did not cause him to crash into obstacles again, and Wen Shi arrived outside the shipping warehouse smoothly. There were constant coughing sounds coming from inside, and a man complained softly: "It's so itchy, so itchy."
Wen Shi was surprised to find that the mobile phone could be used in it.
"Who?" came a masculine voice.
Wen Shi put away his phone, adjusted his breathing, and replied in a false voice: "Supervisor Zhao asked me to come."
The sudden change in the girl's voice stunned the zombie for a moment, and his eyes widened.
"Come and write the IOU." Haisheng began to scratch himself again. When his skin was about to break, he said, "You are lucky. I only have ten bottles of Meiling Liquid left. You are the second one to come."
Wen Shi asked if there were other players in the zombie shipping warehouse. After receiving a negative answer, he slowly walked forward and asked softly in the dark: "Why don't you turn on the lights?"
"I have a skin disease recently and cannot stand strong sunlight." Haisheng said impatiently, "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Write me an IOU quickly and return me three bottles of the improved version of Meiling Liquid after you get your salary."
He provided the new employees with the first generation of Meiling Liquid, but charged them for the three-fold improved version. Haisheng and Supervisor Zhao had made a lot of money from this before.
Writing the IOU required some light, and Haisheng barely touched the flashlight button. Just as he was about to turn it on, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck, his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground.
After being hit by Wen Shi's elbow, he didn't faint. He cursed angrily: "How dare you hit me? You bastard, do you want to steal the beauty spirit liquid?"
Wen Shi continued to say in that delicate false voice: "Not really."
It is forbidden to steal the Meiling Liquid in the factory. He had personally seen Supervisor Zhao reminding the workers who were pulling the goods that private robbery was probably not allowed. Otherwise, these old employees would just rob the newcomers directly without having to deal with the IOU.
Wen Shi would not take risks for a few bottles of Meiling Liquid. He asked Youshi to turn the man over, then stepped on Haisheng's waist and pulled the man's arm hard.
The moment his joint was dislocated, Haisheng screamed in pain.
Wen Shi turned on his cell phone. The cell phone issued by the factory was old-fashioned, like an old-fashioned phone, with large and bright characters on the screen. But since he got a communication device for free, Wen Shi didn't pick and choose. He turned on the camera and recorded this moment.
“Ahhh!”
Wen Shi made sure that the other party was not seriously injured, but every blow made Haisheng scream. Before leaving, he gave Haisheng an elbow, and Haisheng's voice was almost hoarse. Wen Shi then quickly fled the crime scene with the zombie.
When walking outside, Wen Shi noticed something in the darkness. He didn't know if it was a player or a monster. The former was more likely. Both sides were wary of each other, but no one took action.
As we got closer to the exit, we finally saw the light again.
Wen Shi took back the wandering corpse. The sky here gets dark very quickly after 6pm. Now there is only a thin glow after sunset between heaven and earth. He bought three bottles of potion, replenished his blood, and walked towards the dormitory building without slowing down.
I looked around but didn't see the young man.
Considering that it was getting late, Wen Shi had to solve the more difficult accommodation problem tonight before looking for someone. He calmed down a little and walked back into the dark and strange dormitory building. There were no street lights in front of the dormitory building, and the process of walking up the stairs was like walking into the belly of a monster step by step.
Wen Shi went up to the fourth floor in one breath, but was stopped by the building manager: "Who told you to come up?"
The building manager was holding an electric baton in his hand, as if he would hit Wen Shi if he answered a word wrong.
Wen Shi calmly took out the application form: "The factory manager asked me to hand it in tomorrow. There are a few places I don't know how to fill in, so I came here to ask the previous Beautiful Heart spokesperson for help."
This excuse was acceptable, at least the building manager believed it. This was also thanks to the fact that Wenshi had followed the interviewer to the fourth floor once in the afternoon, which prevented him from arousing too much suspicion.
"Don't be gone too long," the building manager warned him.
A man walked to the end of the corridor.
Standing outside the door of room 401 again, Wen Shi adjusted his mood and knocked on the door.
After knocking for about half a minute, the door finally opened. A desk lamp was on in the room. Jian Qingrong was still wearing his worn work clothes. He stood straight without saying a word. His pair of black eyes under his messy hair stared at Wen Shi.
Wen Shi rubbed his arm, which was numb due to the Yin energy entering his body, handed him the phone, and showed him Haisheng's miserable appearance.
"You are the spokesperson for Beautiful Mind, and so am I. So, we are friends, right?" Wen Shi patted his chest and said, "As a friend, I have the responsibility to protect the safety of your property. This Haisheng is not a good guy, I taught him a lesson for you."
Jian Qingrong couldn't see his expression and didn't respond.
Wen Shi then stated his intention: "It's a courtesy to return the favor. How about you invite me to stay in your dormitory for a night? And my brother, I have to take him with me."
Jian Qingrong finally reacted this time, with a hint of confusion in his eyes. He seemed to not understand how Wen Shi had the courage to come to him and even say he wanted to stay after what happened in the afternoon.
In fact, if he had a choice, Wen Shi wouldn't want to do this.
Outsiders are not allowed to stay in the dormitory building. Unless they are kicked out regardless of the boy's life or death, this is the only option.
After much thought, the only hope was to live in Room 401. Wen Shi thought that not allowing outsiders to live in the dormitory was not a hard and fast rule. At least Jian Qingrong's father lived in the dormitory, right? Maybe his room was a special case, and outsiders were allowed.
Jian Qingrong said quietly, "My father doesn't like outsiders to bother him."
The door of the small room was now wide open. With the light, Wen Shi could clearly see the outline of the old man. He was sitting with his back to people in the same position as in the afternoon. There was a box lunch for one person on the table in the main room. Before Wen Shi came in, Jian Qingrong should have been eating.
As a filial son who has lived with his father for many years, it is impossible for him not to prepare meals for the old man.
Wen Shi forced himself to maintain a smile and waved towards the inner room: "Hello, uncle. Uncle, can my brother and I stay here for one night?"
After a pause, he looked at Jian Qingrong and said, "Uncle doesn't say anything, so uncle agrees."
"… "
After all this, Wen Shi turned his face away. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he felt guilty when he said this, and even his ears felt hot.
Jian Qingrong noticed that his earlobes were stained with a thin layer of red. After a long while, the corners of his mouth slowly pulled up a tiny arc. Under the dim light, he said gloomily, "Okay."
He agreed to allow Wen Shi and his family to move in.
Although his goal was achieved, Wen Shi just couldn't be happy. Considering what happened in the afternoon, living in room 401 was definitely not a good thing.
Jian Qingrong lowered his eyes again: "I don't have any extra bedding at home, just go to the first floor and get one."
Wen Shi asked tentatively: "Isn't it bad to take it without asking?"
"Interns usually don't stay for too long. You can choose any house below the fourth floor to live in."
They couldn't live there for too long and even skipped the process of allocating accommodation. No matter how you think about it, this sentence is full of hints. It seems that the mortality rate in this dormitory building is higher than expected.
Wen Shi used the excuse of going downstairs to get the quilt, but actually he was going to look for the boy first.
He walked around the dormitory building for a while and was about to expand the search range when he suddenly encountered several players walking towards him. One of them was Tu Bianxi.
Tu Bianxi was talking to another player, and they were communicating closely. The player had a broken goat horn tattooed on his neck. The first player who recruited Wen Shi in the square also had a similar tattoo, so they were probably from an organization. Wen Shi pursed his lips. He had to be careful. He didn't give the other person face at that time.
Tu Bianxi had noticed Wen Shi a long time ago and realized that he was looking for someone.
When he got closer, he smiled and said, "Wearing a mask is nothing more than hiding ugliness or beauty. That child is a beauty at first glance. You take good care of him, but I don't know how long you can take care of him."
Turbid yellow water was flowing from the puppet's eye sockets, dripping onto the ground, leaving a circle of stains.
Tu Bian sighed and said, "It's time to change the eyeballs again."
The other three players watched the confrontation between the two, each with their own thoughts.
The player who teamed up with Tu Bianxi was from the Seventh Commandment. Pei Wenwei had lost face for the Seventh Commandment in front of so many people, so it was no surprise that he was being targeted now. Especially with a burden, Pei Wenwei's situation was even more worrying.
What they couldn't understand was what Ji Yuanzhi meant by buying a team spot and then letting the newcomer fend for himself.
Speak of the devil, and he will appear. At the last moment of sunset, Ji Yuanzhi returned to the dormitory building. Seeing Tu Bianxi and the people of the Seven Commandments walking together, he narrowed his eyes.
Tu Bianxi did not speak ill of Ji Yuanzhi.
Among all the players this time, the one he fears the most is Ji Yuanzhi. No one in the entire virtual world knows what the other party's skills are.
As the two sides met, someone else arrived...
It turned out to be the young boy and Supervisor Zhao.
The young man took off his mask and walked beside Supervisor Zhao, pretending not to notice the covetous eyes. He saw Wen Shi among the crowd and said, "Brother, this kind-hearted brother promised to take us to live on the fifth floor."
The rule of not allowing outsiders to stay in the dormitory building actually only applies to residents living on the fourth floor and below.
After saying that, the young man raised his head and looked at Supervisor Zhao with a pair of sparkling eyes: "You are so nice."
It's so good, why not be a good person to the end and die tonight, and leave that room to him and his brother forever.
Unable to hear the boy's true voice, Supervisor Zhao licked his lips, wishing he could bring him into the house right now to welcome the night: "It's just a piece of cake."
The players were stunned by this scene.
They were first amazed at the boy's murderous beauty, and then stunned by the amount of information hidden in his words.
Tu Bianxi was stunned for a rare moment, then looked at Wen Shi meaningfully: "Instructing him to seduce the supervisor, Pei Wenwei, I underestimated you."
The members of the Seven Commandments nearby were also looking at Wen Shi as if he were an animal.
They were wrong. Pei Wenwei was such a ruthless man, and he cared so much about his younger brother in the game settings. He must have other intentions.
The surrounding players subconsciously took a step away from Wen Shi.
What a ruthless person!
Too cruel! How could someone come up with such a despicable method
Wen Shi has lived for more than twenty years and has never been bothered by being misunderstood, let alone explaining to others.
But this time, he immediately jumped out to refute: "I am not, I didn't!"
Seeing that no one believed him, Wen Shi turned his head, looked at Ji Yuanzhi and said, "Finance sponsor, I..."
Before he could finish his words, a shadowy figure slowly walked outside the dormitory building. It was Jian Qingrong. He looked around at the people below and locked onto Wen Shi with his deep eyes. "Why did you take so long to be gone with a quilt?"
When his eyes swept over the young man, Jian Qingrong was the only one present who was not surprised by his appearance. He just said calmly, "Let's go."
"Go?" the boy repeated doubtfully.
When he faced Jian Qingrong, he would have a subconscious defense. The young man's charm was not only based on his beauty, but more on his special racial talent. However, when this person looked at him, he had no desire, just like looking at a piece of rotten wood.
"Your brother came to see me. You can stay at my place tonight."
The young man was slightly startled, and looked at Wen Shi in disbelief. This brother was actually a fellow traveler
Wen Shi: “…”
Ji Yuanzhi tilted his head and said, "I now believe that you are not."
Obviously, the other party did not instruct his "brother" to seduce the supervisor. One chose to do it himself, and the other acted spontaneously.
How should I put it? They are meant to be brothers.
The most confused person was Supervisor Zhao. After he realized what was happening, he immediately shouted angrily at Jian Qingrong: "Say it again, where are they going to live?"
Jian Qingrong seemed to be cowardly by nature, but he was also very rigid. He would express his willingness over and over again for what he wanted to do. For example, if he wanted to move out of the dormitory, he needed to write an application and get approval from the factory director. The factory director had torn up his application no less than three times, but Jian Qingrong would still go.
At this moment, Jian Qingrong looked at Wen Shi and replied indifferently: "Live with me, he said so himself."
Supervisor Zhao was thinking about the little beauty beside him, so he turned to Wen Shi in an oppressive tone and asked: "Oh, really?"
In front of him was the silent Jian Qingrong, and behind him was the angry Supervisor Zhao. Wen Shi subconsciously looked at Tu Bianxi who was nearby, but he didn't expect that Tu Bianxi, who was always ruthless, would take a step back on his own initiative. He and the puppet doll looked up to the sky and the ground and didn't even look at him, as if to say, "I don't know this person."
Wen Shi’s eyelids twitched.
“…” You all should behave like human beings!
(End of this chapter)