After a series of prompt sounds were broadcast, everyone fell silent.
Zhou Xiaochun was the first to speak: "Actually, I think it's not bad to work honestly."
This punishment rule is really vicious. If the initial mental purity is not high, ten points are enough to instantly put a player into a polluted state.
"What will happen to the expelled members?" Wen Shi asked a seemingly innocent question.
Knowing that he had never experienced a team fight, Ji Yuanzhi replied, "Eliminated."
In the game, elimination means death.
No one can guarantee that their team will win. If they have a teammate who drags them down, no matter how good their performance is, it will be useless. In order to avoid being expelled, players will strive to get the highest score for slacking off, in other words, to do the most dangerous things.
Liu Yun smiled bitterly and joked: "It really tests your creativity."
This is the most dangerous thing, and you have to think about it yourself. Who knows if the death rule will be triggered in the process.
Even Zhang Suihe, who had the skill of [Slacking off] and had a slight advantage, frowned. It was the first time he saw such a torturous way of taking a break from work.
Each player picked up a freezer box and placed it on the material rack beside him. Judging from Haisheng’s demonstration just now, the operation was not difficult and was similar to cleaning a pig heart. Just wash it clean and place it on the conveyor belt.
When Liu Yuan picked up the heart, his eyebrows jumped: "Do you think this is a human heart?"
Although Haisheng kept emphasizing the Pure Heart Beast Heart, the NPC's words were never convincing.
Liu Yun comforted her sister: "It shouldn't be, the color of fat is different."
She was very good at using a knife, and she skillfully used the knife to cut along the large blood vessels: "Supervisor Zhao said that the biggest feature of the enhanced version of Meiling Liquid is that it is edible."
When you think about it this way, it’s not surprising to use flesh and blood as raw materials.
Just as I finished processing a heart, a reminder sounded:
"Your spiritual purity has decreased by 0.1."
Liu Yun put the hearts on the conveyor belt. She needed to process one hundred hearts a day, and the purity of the soul would drop by ten.
Who can bear this
As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw a copper coin appear out of thin air in Zhou Xiaochun's hand. This copper coin was not real, but semi-illusory. The blood seeping from the heart vessels, under the guidance of the transparent copper coin, silently condensed into a word at the bottom of the sink. However, a layer of mist floated on the surface of the font, and no one could see the answer below except Zhou Xiaochun himself.
On the other side, Ji Yuanzhi was also cleaning his heart very quickly, as if he was not disturbed at all. Liu Yun suspected that he had props to resist mental pollution.
The world of the big guys is so cool.
Liu Yun and Liu Yuan were able to enter the top 1,000 players in the player rankings, so they were naturally not weak. Unfortunately, this copy really couldn't bring out their strengths. At least in this matter, they had no advantage.
Every time the anti-mental pollution props are put up in the game mall, they are immediately sold out. If you buy them now, they are definitely out of stock.
As if sensing someone was looking at him, Ji Yuanzhi raised his head and said, "I can take on half of the workload of both of you sisters."
This responsibility naturally has to be replaced by benefits, such as the captain's position they had previously discussed.
Liu Yun was silent for a moment, then pointed to where the old employees were gathered and said, "But I want to choose him."
Zhao Ze, the resident of Room 406, dragged over some unused boxes and put them together to make a long bench. He wiped them with his sleeve and asked Wen Shi to sit down.
Li Nantian and Sun Cheng, residents of Room 404, pinched shoulders and pounded legs respectively, and asked in a rather flattering manner: "Is this strength OK?"
Wen Shi nodded reservedly: "It's okay."
He covered his mouth and yawned. He didn't sleep well last night. Soon his eyelids drooped. Before they closed completely, he hooked his slender little finger and said, "Put me to sleep."
Li Nantian began to tell a bedtime story in a servile manner: "A long, long time ago, it is said that the air was still fresh, and the four seasons changed significantly..."
The punctuation and wording were good, and the voice was full of emotion. Wen Shi listened to the story with his arms folded, and was about to fall into a deep sleep with his head down.
Sun Cheng found a baffle to help him block the light from above.
The remaining dozen or so residents worked quickly to handle the heart and help improve performance.
Everyone in the same team stopped what they were doing and looked over here.
It was difficult to ignore so many burning gazes, so Wen Shi opened his eyes reluctantly: "Last night, I used my strong personality charm to do a small thing, and they chose me as the dormitory manager of the fourth floor."
He was hinting that he became the dormitory manager by completing a side quest.
Wen Shi continued to shrug and said, "Let me make it clear in advance that I am not being lazy. I am still planning how to catch a bigger fish."
So he is not considered to be slacking off now
Zhou Xiaochun swallowed his saliva and asked Ji Yuanzhi, "How big a plan is your son going to make?"
"… "
Ji Yuanzhi knew Wen Shi well enough. He would not deliberately spend 100% of his effort on something that could be accomplished with 30% of his effort.
"I'm afraid the game system doesn't recognize this kind of slacking off."
He was right. Wen Shi did not receive any prompt sound from the system. He used his personal experience to prove one point: slacking off refers to things other than work, and OEM work does not count.
The NPCs turned a deaf ear to the private discussions between players about the game content. But if they were to talk about it in front of them, it would affect their role-playing ability. Obviously, everyone didn't care much about this now. Usually, unless it was 100%, the bonus of this settlement module could be ignored.
Resisting the urge to explore Wen Shi's secret, Lu Tang looked around and found that there was no surveillance camera above his head. There was only a smart panel at the end of the sink far away, which displayed factors such as temperature and time. He didn't know what it was used for.
Haisheng is now in the rest area, which is the best opportunity for him to slack off. He immediately wants to take out his cell phone from his pocket.
Ji Yuanzhi: "Stay away."
Lu Tang didn't react.
"When someone dies, don't let their blood splash onto the freezer, contaminating the raw materials."
Lu Tang was stunned for a moment, but Liu Yun reacted quickly. He remembered that when Zhou Xiaochun used his skills, he deliberately chose a virtual copper coin. When they first came in, they also went through a series of disinfection operations. Players are likely to only touch the work area or items needed for work. Playing with mobile phones directly is obviously a violation.
Lu Tang figured out the key points and felt a little scared. He said to Ji Yuanzhi with gratitude: "You saved my life. I will never forget your kindness."
Then he ran to Wen Shi, who could command others to do their work: "I choose you as the captain."
Ji Yuanzhi: “…”
I almost lost my sleepiness during the day, everyone was so terribly realistic.
The reason why Lu Tang looked for Wen Shi was very simple. He wanted to borrow someone else's hand to complete the cleaning work. The first thing emphasized in the system prompt tone was the amount of work to be completed.
Old employees also have their own quotas to complete, and Wen Shi did not make a clear guarantee: "If there is any surplus, I will share it with everyone."
This time, the total score was calculated, and everyone's presence would add to the team's score. This was also the reason why Ji Yuanzhi was willing to speak up to remind Lu Tang. Otherwise, in a normal group battle, he might not even bother to speak up. If someone couldn't even react to the simple rules of death, it would be easy for a rat to ruin the whole pot of soup.
Lu Tang is very clear about his weaknesses. The only reason he can survive until now is because of his strong output. He was so strong that he managed to survive the siege of monsters last night. In addition, he was lucky and had not encountered any particularly black-hearted players.
He asked: "Is there anyone willing to team up with me to go to the bathroom? Just use your brain, and I'll take the blame if there's any."
Just as Lu Tang was looking for someone to go with him, Wen Shi jumped back to his work station and said, "Haisheng is here."
Everyone lowered their heads and pretended to be busy.
Haisheng used a partition to block out the strong light from above and asked in a very vicious tone: "Are you guys being lazy?"
He walked around the freezer next to the player and said, "Lazy scum, deduct twenty points..."
When he saw the freezers of Wen Shi, Ji Yuanzhi, and Zhou Xiaochun, he was slightly satisfied: "Forget about it, you guys are still decent."
The smart board in the distance suddenly flashed red: "Warning! Yu Wen, Yu Shi, and Feng Shizhuang, interns in the cleaning area, are lazy at work and will be fined twenty yuan."
These are the names of the twin sisters and Lu Tang's characters in this copy. As for Zhang Suihe, he escaped by [Fishing].
The old employee was not criticized, and Haisheng spent the whole time wandering around the new employee. The itching from his skin made him walk around, occasionally bumping into people. Cutting blood vessels also requires skills, and one player almost poked through the place where the white worm was wriggling.
Haisheng suddenly accused Lu Tang again: "It's been six minutes! You haven't cleaned a single heart yet, deduct ten dollars."
"Warning! Feng Shizhuang, an intern worker in the cleaning area, was lazy at work and was fined ten yuan." When the smart panel approves the supervisor's deduction of a fine, it will notify you.
Wen Shi couldn't be lazy under his nose and was forced to process the hearts, controlling the speed to process one every five minutes.
"Your spiritual purity has decreased by 0.1."
"Your spiritual purity has decreased by 0.1."
Constant reminders one after another invisibly create psychological pressure on people.
It took nearly half an hour for Haisheng to leave.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Ji Yuanzhi: "Finish your slacking off as soon as possible. Given the evil nature of the game, Haisheng will probably stay longer and longer each time."
Work cannot stop because Haisheng comes to check from time to time and the first thing he does is impose a fine.
"I have a safe way. I don't have to leave or touch anything outside the work area." Since Liu Yun spoke, it meant that she wanted to share it.
Wen Shi thought with great relief that this team finally had some cohesion.
The next second, Liu Yun and Liu Yuan looked at each other, and one of them actually took the initiative to cut the squirming vesicle of the white worm, and the flocs inside all drilled out in an instant. The nearby flocs crawled towards Liu Yuan's palm, biting her gloves madly, trying to decompose and drill into the flesh deeper. Liu Yuan first squeezed the compressed [bubble] between the gloves and the worm, and then used props to light a fire above the bubble. She took a small risk. This kind of workshop that only pulls in some hearts during the day should not have special regulations prohibiting open flames, not to mention there are no special warning signs on the wall.
Insects are generally afraid of fire, and this little fleshy worm is no exception. With a crackling sound, Liu Yuan pinched it hard, and the insect completely turned into a handful of powder. She took off her mask and swallowed it expressionlessly.
The regulations state that you are not allowed to eat the heart, but they do not state that you are not allowed to eat insects. It is worth a try.
"Congratulations, you've experienced one of the C-level pleasures of slacking off at work, eating snacks! Six points for that."
Liu Yun asked: "Is it useful?"
Liu Yuan nodded: "Six points."
"Not bad," Liu Yun said, "Boil more and give everyone a bite. This way, at least everyone will get a guaranteed score."
Judging from the examples given before the game, six points is barely acceptable.
Liu Yun burned some more: "Come."
Several players present all took a step back.
"Come." Liu Yun repeated.
Everyone shook their heads like rattles.
Liu Yun looked disgusted and said, "It's just eating a bug. What are you grown men afraid of? You are so hypocritical."
Wen Shi stood directly behind Ji Yuanzhi, not caring about his face: "I am a little man."
Liu Yun's mouth twitched.
Lu Tang, who was still considering whether the toilet would be dangerous, did not hesitate: "I'm going to the toilet."
Zhou Xiaochun ran after him and said, "Let's go to the toilet together with pay!"
Ji Yuanzhi seemed to have another plan, but he didn't execute it immediately. Instead, he focused on the rest area. Haisheng was like a drug addict, his whole body was convulsing uncontrollably, curled up on the bench and sobbed. After about a quarter of an hour, he relaxed a little and showed signs of getting up and walking towards this side.
If he really came over, he would most likely classify the two people who went to the toilet as being lazy, and their trip would have been in vain.
Ji Yuanzhi prepared to use his skills to slow down Haisheng.
Skill is a direct factor in determining how strong a player is.
After completing the high-level skill field mission, players will have unique advantages. One is like Wen Shi, who has derivative skills; the other is dual-skill players.
Ji Yuanzhi is one of the few players with dual skills, one of which, [Mirror Flower and Water Moon], has a high-intensity hallucinogenic effect.
Just as he was about to make a move, Wen Shi took the initiative and walked towards Haisheng.
Scratching alone was no longer enough to suppress the itchiness on his skin, so Haisheng kept drinking ice water to relieve the discomfort, imagining that he was standing in the cutting area of the second workshop. He imagined that the workers there were skillfully operating the machine to further precisely divide the heart. The moment the blade cut off the heart valve, Haisheng felt that a layer of his skin was also cut off, and the itchiness was also peeled off.
The feeling of pleasure did not last for three seconds before a figure walked towards him.
"Cut me." Under the aura of [Cut Princess], Hai Sheng couldn't help but murmured again, with a hint of confusion in his eyes: "I feel like you are really good at cutting."
Trying hard to keep smiling, Wen Shi lowered his head and whispered a few words in Haisheng's ear.
As he lowered his eyes, he vaguely saw a large area of blue patches on the other person's skin, which was now covered with a layer of disgusting yellow-green fluff, much like moss in a damp area. A patch of his neck had long been scratched by Hai Sheng, causing the skin to ulcerate, and the blood bubbles in the middle completely acted as spores, helping the moss to reproduce again.
No wonder the other party wants to experience the feeling of being cut by chopsticks.
Wen Shi's words brought Haisheng back to his senses, and he asked suspiciously, "Are you really sure about this?"
Wen Shi nodded and showed the dormitory manager's badge: "It just so happens that I am going to hand in the application form. The factory director said it must be delivered today. I will go talk to Jian Qingrong."
The best way to impress Haisheng is money. The other party is in urgent need of the beauty liquid, and his salary is not enough to support the demand for the beauty liquid.
Wen Shi grasped Haisheng's lifeline.
Haisheng had no idea that the factory director had instructed the interviewer to ask Jian Qingrong to sponsor him. When he heard Wen Shi say that he stayed at Jian Qingrong's house yesterday and saw the passbook, he immediately started to make plans.
When he heard Wen Shi propose to persuade Jian Qingrong, he was instantly ecstatic.
"Okay, okay, as long as you can get Jian Qingrong to voluntarily support me this time, I will give you a set of protective clothing."
[Single branch mission 2: Jian Qingrong's passbook
Mission content: Jian Qingrong has worked hard to save a little money, and now Haisheng wants to get it. Please help Haisheng get Jian Qingrong's passbook and password.
Mission Reward: Soul Purity 5; Counterfeit Protective Suit *1]
“…” You are really stingy.
Wen Shi caught a glimpse of Zhou Xiaochun and Lu Tang coming back. They both looked in very bad condition. It was hard to imagine what they had experienced in the toilet in the past fifteen minutes. Lu Tang's face was pale and he was constantly relying on potions to replenish his blood.
There is also a cubicle in the toilet for employees to change sterilized gloves, etc. Lu Tang was obviously exhausted both physically and mentally, and he did not even zip up his shirt to his collar as required. It was Zhou Xiaochun who reminded him.
Seeing that they had returned, Wen Shi did not linger any longer. He took off the dust-free suit that restricted his movement and turned to walk out of the workshop.
The roadside radio is still broadcasting reminders that the air pollution index is exceeding the standard and everyone is asked to reduce going out.
But now there is one more soothing message:
"Please don't panic. Humans always have a sanatorium as a fallback."
The pale leaves had some inconspicuous spots compared to yesterday, and fallen leaves were piled up on the ground. Wen Shi couldn't help but touch his head: "I'm really afraid that if I breathe dirty air for too long, I'll become a little bald head like you guys."
A fallen leaf fluttered down and landed right on top of his head.
Wen Shi inexplicably got goosebumps all over his body and wondered if there was any way to leave the copy faster.
The task is to select outstanding employees before next month. Tomorrow is before the end of the month, and the end of the month is also before next month, so there is still a lot of room for maneuver.
With the belief that he would not be bald, Wen Shi walked towards the third workshop.
When he went to the dormitory with the interviewer before, Jian Qingrong took out the passbook from under the table. Maybe the passbook has returned to its original place now, but he still decided to find Jian Qingrong first and maximize their respective interests in some way.
The interviewer failed yesterday, and will definitely force Jian Qingrong to cooperate in a "Good People and Good Deeds" promotion today. He must get everything done before the other party does.
The third workshop is mainly responsible for shipment. Every shipment is supervised by a dedicated person and there is no password lock.
Workshop 3 has the best welfare benefits, but not many workers. Wen Shi has not seen anyone since he came in. When he passed by an office, he vaguely saw a figure moving inside through the glass. He said as he walked, "Hello, can you call Jian Qingrong for me?"
The factory director's tiger skin is always easy to pull: "I need to consult him about some application forms."
Excuses that work everywhere else seem like broken magic here.
The people inside were still wandering around. Wen Shi approached because he saw their shadows. Monsters of the same level as the castle owner and the real bride didn't have shadows at all. He remembered that the blood bride didn't have any shadows either.
As Wen Shi got closer, he found that the glass, which had not been cleaned for several years, was extremely dirty and he could not use it to find out what was going on.
Wen Shi hesitated for a moment, and did not push the door directly. He wiped the dust on the glass outside with his hand, and then looked in. Through the foggy glass, he could vaguely see a person standing in front of the desk. Wen Shi did not know whether he should call him a person. The blood in the person's body seemed to have been drained, and he was only covered with a layer of skin. He was skinny and had an abnormally large head.
"I have now been successfully transferred to Workshop 3. Can I move to the floor above the dormitory..."
The man prayed humbly to the empty desk.
[The reward 'Meet Wang Wei' has taken effect.]
[You successfully met Wang Wei. Before his death, Wang Wei accidentally discovered a secret about the factory. But how do you ask questions from a dead person? ]
The monster did not lose its body after death, which is why he still has a shadow. Wang Wei's death was caused by being scratched by the monster. Even now, that half of his shoulder is still sunken, and the skin in the area is like a honeycomb, as if it was corroded by strong acid.
Wang Wei was still racking his brains to move up, when suddenly, his naturally small and sinister eyes looked towards the glass: "Are you here to apply for the dormitory upstairs as well?"
The voice, mixed with anger and jealousy, was not blocked by the glass at all and reached my ears intact.
Wen Shi took a step back.
"You want to compete with me for a spot too?"
The chandelier above Wang Wei's head shook violently and the light bulb suddenly shattered.
Wen Shi didn't hesitate for a moment, turned around and ran madly.
He still remembered the route to the shipping warehouse. As he ran there, Wen Shi felt a little uncertain. Haisheng was on night shift there at the time. If there was no one there now, it would be a spacious dead end.
"Is anyone there?" Wen Shi started shouting. Even if only one employee showed up, he wouldn't be too passive.
In such a large workshop, no one responded.
Ding!
The door of a freight elevator not far from the large machine suddenly opened, but it was empty inside.
In horror stories, riding an elevator is as dangerous as being at a fire scene. Wen Shi looked back and saw Wang Wei still chasing him.
"Die, die, competitors..."
Wen Shi changed direction and rushed into the freight elevator, constantly pressing the door closing button.
The freight elevator door slowly closed.
At the same time, Wang Wei pounced over from a few meters away. Just as he was about to jump in, the freight elevator door closed and Wen Shi heard a loud "bang" outside.
The lights above indicating the floors were only half lit, and the freight elevator only went to the two underground floors.
When it is warm, press the button for the negative first floor.
The freight elevator was descending very slowly, and the creaking sound of the steel wires made it seem as if the elevator would fall in the next second. The shabby environment and dim lights really didn't bring any good associations.
He took out his cell phone, but it showed no signal. A minute had passed and the freight elevator was still swaying in the air.
There was not much anxiety on Wen Shi's face, he leaned back comfortably. Jian Qingrong's diary mentioned that electric batons could be used to deal with monsters, so he was not very panicked.
The monster moves very fast and can climb to high places. It is not good for Wen Shi to fight directly in a wide field. In comparison, the freight elevator is more suitable for him to perform, but he needs a buffer space.
The freight elevator suddenly began to fall rapidly, and then suddenly stopped. The door could not be opened, and now if I wanted to get out, I could only risk prying the freight elevator door open.
Wen Shi didn't take any risks: "If no one is in a hurry, why should I be in a hurry?"
I won’t move unless the enemy does.
He took out the electric baton and tapped it gently on his palm.
Wang Wei and others outside were getting anxious. Why was there no movement inside
Finally, he couldn't wait any longer and started to work hard to pry the door open.
Wang Wei's overly long nails and slender hand bones are very suitable for this job. Wen Shi silently prayed to him to cheer him up.
The door opened, successfully revealing half of the space for people to crawl out, and an enlarged ghost face peeked up from below.
"Hehe, I found you, competitor."
Wang Wei's deformed head was oozing pus, and his dry arms like tree trunks were supporting the edge of the floor. He wanted to squeeze his body in. The elevator instantly turned red, and Wang Wei's skinny body seemed to have been soaked in the sea for more than ten days. The fishy and salty smell filled the elevator.
When these flavors condensed into mist and entered the lungs with breathing, the purity of Wenshi's mind began to decline.
[-1, -1…]
"I've... been waiting for you for a long time!" Wen Shi held the electric baton and smashed it down like an executioner. When Wang Wei wanted to retract his head, it was too late. Under the high-voltage impact, he curled up like a maggot, twisting and twitching.
Wen Shi took the opportunity to drag him in.
Being scratched by a monster would cause a risk of infection, so he did not dare to let his guard down for a moment and began to interrogate: "What secret did you discover before you died?"
There was a flash of fear in Wang Wei's eyes.
"You won't tell me, right?" Wen Shi smiled and smashed an electric baton hard on the already sunken part of his shoulder. This kind of pain went straight to the soul, and Wang Wei screamed in pain.
After making sure that his arms were too weak to hurt anyone, Wen Shi hit him with the stick again, this time towards his abdomen: "From now on, every ten seconds you hesitate, my electric baton will hit you down a certain distance. Guess how long it will take for it to hit your most vulnerable part."
[Cutting Princess] appears again, and every word uttered by Wen Shi is terrifying.
An inhumane scene was taking place in the closed cabin.
"Help-"
"Ahhh! Help! I can't remember!"
In comparison, the other voice seemed very indifferent: "A filial son is born under the stick. It seems that I didn't hit him hard enough."
"I really don't remember. My memory becomes confused every once in a while. I don't know..."
When Wang Wei was struggling desperately, something fell out of his tattered clothes.
[Dormitory building sketch*1]
Wen Shi opened it and saw a crooked hand-drawn blueprint. After reading it, his eyes narrowed. The dormitory building marked on it had nine floors, but when the boy asked if the residents upstairs were powerful, the dormitory manager said that the factory director would give face to the old employees on the seventh and eighth floors.
Wen Shi always thought that the dormitory building only had eight floors, and from the outside, it indeed only had eight floors.
But this picture clearly overturns this conclusion.
Wang Wei kept shaking and knocking his head. It seemed that his memory was really flawed. Wen Shi changed the subject: "You went to find Jian Qingrong after you died. What happened then?"
Jian Qingrong's diary only mentioned that Wang Wei returned to the dormitory, but did not say what happened next.
"I… "
An even stronger feeling of weightlessness came, and just as Wang Wei opened his mouth, the elevator suddenly began to sink again.
Wen Shi was forced to move to the triangle area to steady himself. His heart seemed to sink along with the freight elevator. When it stopped for the second time, judging from the indicator light that was only half lit, the freight elevator went directly to the second floor below ground.
A thin and slender figure stood outside the door. Under the dim light, the visitor slowly raised his head. He was sweating while working, and the long hair on his forehead was casually lifted up, revealing a face that looked like it was carved by a knife and an axe.
It’s Jian Qingrong.
This was the first time Wen Shi saw his appearance clearly. His throat moved and he tried not to show any strange expression.
"What a coincidence." He stopped torturing the ghost: "I was just coming to find you."
There were a lot of muddy blood stains on Wen Shi's work clothes sleeves, especially on the electric baton in his hand, the grooves inside were filled with mucus and blood.
Jian Qingrong was not much better off. He was pulling a cart of boxes, and dark red blood was seeping from the wooden strips that sealed the box. Inside the box, one could vaguely hear a low roar similar to that of a wild animal.
Jian Qingrong was silent for a moment, "What a coincidence."
Neither of them spoke after that.
There was only an application form lying across the middle, rustling in the cold wind from underground. That was when Wen Shi was trying to interrogate Wang Wei, he was so forceful that the application form for the Beautiful Mind Spokesperson fell out of his pocket.
There were also spots of blood splattered on the paper. In the self-evaluation column, Wen Shi's elegant handwriting and the mottled bloodstains were perfectly intertwined together—
"I am caring, cheerful and easy to get along with. I can quickly get along with my colleagues and my organizational and communication skills are among the best..."
(End of this chapter)