There were so many people, and different shadows were falling from overhead, so Wen Shi couldn't even see the sky.
His eyes wandered from face to face, "Zhao Ze..." Then he looked at the others with a look of relief, "Li Nantian, Sun Cheng..." He pointed out several people in succession, "Very good, everyone is still here."
The dormitory manager could actually call out everyone's name accurately, and the residents on the fourth floor were even more moved.
Ji Yuanzhi couldn't get in, so he stood on the outer circle and asked the most important question: "Where is the monster?"
Wen Shi slowly uttered four words: "No body left."
There was really no trace of the body left, as almost all of it was absorbed by the young man. However, the other party has not yet digested this part of the power. According to him, the pressure the world can bear is limited, and he has to wait until he returns to the original place to deal with it.
Too many things happened today. A resident on the fourth floor noticed Jian Qingrong belatedly and asked in surprise, "You're not dead?"
He killed the factory director and was taken to a sanatorium, but in the end he was able to walk out alive.
This is simply a miracle of life!
Jian Qingrong did not answer, but just glanced at the other person casually. Without the obstruction of long hair, his eyes were calm and creepy.
As they looked at each other, the resident on the fourth floor's lips trembled slightly, and for some reason he got goose bumps all over his body.
Wen Shi sighed. The residents had pollution sources in their bodies. As long as Jian Qingrong wanted to, it would not be difficult to control their consciousness to kill themselves, not to mention changing their memories. It was hard to survive a disaster, but it was really unreasonable to die because of a bad mouth.
"The former dean did many evil things and is no longer with us. From now on, the place will belong to Jian Qingrong."
He didn't lie, but he blurred the timeline, making it sound as if everything happened not long ago.
"The factory should promote the true truth, goodness and beauty, and it is most appropriate for him to manage the sanatorium."
Wen Shide left someone to guard the branch hospital while he launched an attack on the main hospital from the front line.
He coughed rapidly a few times, and when his injury was gradually relieved, it was actually the most painful. Wen Shi signaled Jian Qingrong to put him down, and then glanced at the young man.
"Don't worry, brother. I will go and count how many workers are still alive in the factory and gather them all together."
The gatekeeper ghost seemed to only appear at night. It was almost dawn now, and Wen Shi did not see his shadow. He looked at Jian Qingrong again: "Sanatorium..."
Knowing that he would feel uncomfortable if he talked for too long, Jian Qingrong took over the rest of the conversation: "Reconstruction will take some time, but it won't be difficult."
His virus can imitate the pollution source in the monster's body, but it is not as useful as the monster's own flesh and blood. How long this world can last is unknown. However, Jian Qingrong used to focus on making ghosts. Now that Wen Shi cares about this piece of land, he is willing to help him keep it.
Wen Shi never forgot his original intention: "By the way, remember to give me an excellent new employee award to enrich my resume."
Jian Qingrong nodded.
Wen Shi closed his eyes: "I want to rest alone for a while, I'm a little sleepy."
He was really tired, and with a slight tilt of his head, he fell into a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness. His slender eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his hands were unconsciously pinching the corners of his clothes. From any angle, Wen Shi looked like a fragile product with no flaws.
Because other places were in a mess, Jian Qingrong temporarily placed people in the cafeteria.
On the other side, the teenager controlled the residents of the seventh floor, including the workshop director. As the person with the highest position at present, he began to direct the reconstruction work in an orderly manner. The remaining employees were uniformly assigned to clean up the ruins, including Ji Yuanzhi and others.
Some were moving bricks, some were carrying things, and the players' muscles ached. They couldn't even drink a sip of water, but they still had to work on the project.
They are still interns now, and all the death rules exist before the copy is over. In a large company with clear levels, players still cannot disobey the orders of old employees.
"Pei Wenwei was right," Lu Tang said, moving a pile of bricks with a dusty face. "If you can't lead a team, you can only work until you die."
Everyone agreed with this.
canteen.
All the doors and windows were closed, and only occasionally some vague sounds could be heard coming in.
The poorly lit environment was very suitable for sleeping. Wen Shi rested his head on Jian Qingrong's clothes and nearly fell into a deep sleep several times. When he was sure that there was no one around, he forced himself to open his eyes and walked to the window. Standing here, he could see the busy figures at the door of the third workshop nearby.
It’s not that Wen Shi doesn’t care about his teammates, he just can’t be disturbed for the time being.
"Yugi, can I put Homestead in a nursing home?"
"Do you want to spend 3,000 points to place [my home] in a nursing home?"
"Please consider carefully. Given the instability and risk factor of the dungeon, it is recommended that you place your home in the virtual world."
The prompt was almost telling him to choose the settlement package provided by the game, purchase the beginner's guide to home building, and then hire the doorman recommended by the game.
Wen Shi’s attitude was firm: Thank you for the invitation.
What kind of servant is this? No matter how capable he is, he can't trust his own people. Besides, he always felt that the servants he bought were like a game that installed a camera in his home, leaving him no privacy at all.
"yes."
Not to mention three thousand points, even if it was ten thousand, Wen Shi would not hesitate.
The three thousand points were deducted quite quickly.
"Please wait, we are looking for a suitable location. The hall has been destroyed, the breeding garden has been destroyed, and the physical examination area has been destroyed..."
The prompt tone paused: "A suitable location has been found: the data room."
"It's right here." Wen Shi thought it was okay. The information room was close to the archives room, and it was the only room with windows on the first three floors.
"Placement successful, please check the property panel in time."
After spending several thousand points, Wen Shi had already opened the panel to check before the game prompt.
[My Home lv.2:
Current family members: Xie Tangyan;
You need to summon one more family member before the next upgrade.]
Wen Shi raised an eyebrow and upgraded according to the number of times he summoned his parallel world self. The game, this black-hearted exploitative capitalist, actually did something human.
"Reminder: When the home level reaches level 3, you can spend 5,000 points to unlock the function [Afternoon Tea with Family]; when the home level reaches level 4, you can spend 10,000 points to unlock [Come to my home]."
“…” It’s too early to praise.
The game really doesn't do anything related to people.
Ignoring the points requirement, Wen Shidan understood these two functions literally. The first one should be that the selves in different worlds can have a brief meeting, and the second one seems to be inviting someone to be a guest.
"What would happen if I invited a ghost into my house?"
Wen Shi smiled and said, this ghost must have died a miserable death.
He then said, "I want Jian Qingrong to help me look after my home."
The prompt seemed to hesitate for a moment: "Do you want to open the homeland privileges to Jian Qingrong?"
"yes."
A new gatekeeper column has been added to [My Home] in real time.
After solving the resettlement problem of his home, Wen Shi only had more than 7,000 points left, and he felt the embarrassment on hand again. Apart from anything else, he had to use [One Sword to Flatten] at least three more times to help Xie Tangyan get the "Mahayana Sword Technique", which alone required 15,000 points.
Around six o'clock, someone came and asked Wen Shi to go to the conference room.
The conference hall of the large factory is located in the building where the factory director's office is located. It is seldom used and the employees have just cleaned it. Although the air is filled with fishy and sour smells, the neatly arranged chairs, the factory employees sitting neatly, and the bright lights all around make the entire conference room look exceptionally bright.
As soon as Wen Shi arrived, he was invited directly to the stage.
When he passed the third row, he saw Supervisor Zhao wearing sunglasses and couldn't help but pause, "Are you still alive?"
How tough is this life
Supervisor Zhao never took off his glasses from beginning to end, but he occasionally lifted them up slightly and quickly wiped the area around his eye sockets with a tissue.
Wen Shi: “…”
On the stage, the interviewer was holding a microphone with some noise. The teenager had drawn blood and skinned him to test ways to inhibit pollutants, so the interviewer's facial features were now a little asymmetrical.
He tried hard to smile: "Due to the accidental death of the factory director, the judge for this outstanding new employee selection will be the current director of the sanatorium."
The users on the sixth and seventh floors were basically controlled by the teenager, the residents on the fourth floor were loyal to Wen Shi, and it was even more impossible for the staff of the sanatorium to resist Jian Qingrong. After the official announcement that the once bullied spokesperson would become the director of the sanatorium, the conference hall fell silent and no one raised any objections.
Jian Qingrong did not stand up to speak, but just nodded slightly.
At the same time, the interviewer opened the list of winners and read out loud: "The winner of the first outstanding new employee quota is Aaron!"
There was thunderous applause from the audience.
Wen Shi walked onto the stage in a bloodstained white coat and gave a brief speech, "We have suffered an unprecedented disaster, but I believe the sun will rise tomorrow as usual. I am willing to donate all the prize money and Meiling liquid I received this time to support the reconstruction of the factory."
It is mentioned in the team battle mission that outstanding new employees will receive a sum of money.
The applause rang out again, and there were bursts of discussion:
"As expected of an outstanding new employee, you have a big vision."
"Yes, always keeping big companies in mind is worth learning from."
The players are out of tune with the moved employees. The bonuses are all fake. The most attractive thing is actually the surprise blind box prepared by the factory manager as a reward. There are three places for outstanding employees and three blind boxes, but the task does not clearly state that they must be divided equally.
If there is only one winner in the end, perhaps they can all take it.
Obviously, Wen Shi also thought of this and did not specifically ask Jian Qingrong to select two more people. The players had no objection to this. If they were in his place, they would also choose to settle accounts clearly. Besides, everything is more about insufficiency than inequality. Even if the other party is willing to give up two places, the others who were excluded will inevitably have some opinions.
Jian Qingrong personally presented three blind boxes to Wen Shi.
Zhou Xiaochun had a complicated expression: "The executor who killed the factory director awarded the mastermind the factory director's inheritance."
The factory manager should be the true spokesperson for Beautiful Mind.
Wen Shi said excitedly: "In order to make the factory and the sanatorium better, I will travel across the ocean to find a new way out in the future. I hope everyone will join me in making the factory bigger and stronger!"
"good!"
This speech drew applause from the whole room. An old employee, whose hands were red from clapping, dissatisfiedly reminded Ji Yuanzhi and others: "What are you standing there for? Clap your hands!"
Clap, clap, clap.
The player acted like a clapping machine with a blank expression on his face.
With the enthusiastic support of the factory employees, the first award ceremony for outstanding new employees was successfully concluded.
The employees left in an orderly manner. Wen Shi moved the microphone back to its original place. When he looked up, he saw Jian Qingrong still sitting in the audience.
He was silent for a moment, then said, "I'm being hunted by the headquarters, and I can't stay any longer."
Dr. Aaron's identity, and the fact that he said he wanted to be the dean after being injected with truth serum... all these factors combined were enough to constitute a reason for leaving.
Jian Qingrong lowered his eyes, his eyelashes hiding the faint haze in his eyes.
A file bag was suddenly handed to him, and the bloody number 82 on the file was still shocking.
Wen Shi simply returned the file without saying anything else. For some reason, the copy had not been settled yet, so he planned to take another look at his land before leaving.
Before the game sends a warning sound, every second is worth being careful.
When Wen Shi passed by Liu Yun, the latter called him with some concern and whispered, "Will he not turn evil?"
Jian Qingrong's mental state is really worrying. She is afraid that something bloody will happen. In order to prevent Pei Wenwei from leaving, this most hidden director of the sanatorium will do something crazy.
Wen Shi laughed: "You think too much."
"Can… "
Before he finished speaking, Wen Shi had already started walking again, calmly walking out.
Liu Yun looked towards Jian Qingrong again.
the other side.
Jian Qingrong opened the file bag. After Wen Shi completed the archival task, these documents that looked like a wordless book gradually regained their handwriting, densely recording his dark years as an experimental subject. Other people's archives were written in words, but his archives were all cold research data.
Suddenly, Jian Qingrong's eyes tightened, and he stared at the last page of the file. There was an extra sentence there, written in neat handwriting, and a cat head was drawn with a simple brush at the end:
When I was in my twenties, I made my first friend in life, Wen Shi.
Just a few words were like a dazzling light, dispelling the dark experimental records above.
"Wen Shi..."
The words were definitely written by the young man, so his name is not Aaron, and this identity is also fake.
But he told me his real name.
Jian Qingrong's expression relaxed, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he finally revealed the first heartfelt smile in his life.
The file was carefully and solemnly put away. The most unbearable record in the past seemed to have a new starting point because of the appearance of the last sentence.
Liu Yun was just curious about the reason why the other person was smiling when Jian Qingrong stood up and walked over.
She immediately became alert, but then she felt a strong sense of dizziness and her vision gradually became blurred.
The people sitting next to Liu Yun did not act rashly, but they all took out their weapons secretly, especially Liu Yuan, whose muscles were tense as if he was ready to fight at any moment.
Players who have drunk the Meiling Liquid and eaten the meals in the cafeteria also have sources of contamination in their bodies. Even if the amount is not much, they can be easily controlled by Jian Qingrong.
Jian Qingrong only asked one question: "What is Dr. Aaron's real name?"
Liu Yun first said that she didn't know, and then said, "Pei Wenwei."
Players rarely use their real names in the game, so she never thought this was her real name.
Upon hearing this, Jian Qingrong could not hide the joy in his eyes and walked out of the meeting room.
When Liu Yun came to his senses, he asked in confusion: "What happened just now?"
Looking around, I just happened to see Jian Qingrong's back before he left. I don't know if it was the blessing of the dawn, but his whole body seemed to be shining with a different kind of brilliance.
Liu Yuan beside him said in a tone that was hard to describe: "I don't know either, but I want to know how to make a hidden NPC become a love-brained person in two days."
To sum up, it seems that timing is important, but giving the other person what they want is even more important.
Ji Yuanzhi said coldly: "You might as well think about how to explain to the guild after you get out that you need to finish the S-level copy in two days."
This sentence made everyone frown. Yes, it was so honest that no one would believe it.
Wen Shi was heartbroken to see the dilapidated state of the sanatorium.
He didn't dare to stay any longer and went to the factory gate early. He secretly sighed why the game prompt sound hadn't come yet, and was curious about where the boy had gone.
"I went to destroy the evidence."
Wen Shi turned around and Jian Qingrong came towards him: "I copied several copies of the video of him killing monsters and placed them in different places."
The boy obviously didn't want Wen Shi to have any chance of witnessing the brutal hunting scene.
Wen Shi didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard this.
He paused for a moment and brought up the main topic: "What do you think is the best way to solve the problem of the Beauty Spirit Liquid?"
The operation of a factory cannot be separated from its employees, who are the valuable assets of a large factory.
"There's no hope," Jian Qingrong said directly, "After eating monster meat for months and years, it's impossible for them to become normal again. Only a small number of test subjects can produce antibodies and regain rationality. I will conduct research and development of related drugs to try to delay their alienation process."
Wen Shi paused for a moment and said, "Evolution is a power bestowed by nature on all things, so the pollution source can also help the infected body gain special abilities, right?"
Jian Qingrong nodded.
The monster and him are the best example.
"It's a bit like zombies and people with special abilities." Wen Shi muttered to himself softly.
Jian Qingrong raised his eyebrows when he heard a new word.
Wen Shi took the initiative to explain: "It's probably a kind of living dead. I haven't seen it in real life, but there are many in movies and TV shows."
There are all kinds of monsters in the game world, and you might encounter one someday. If there is a suitable blood sample for Jian Qingrong to analyze, everything may turn around.
Jian Qingrong could see that the other party already had some plans in mind, which was also a quality that attracted him, and he would never give up easily at any time.
Wen Shi smiled faintly: "Anyway, I will pay special attention to this matter."
The next moment, the smile froze as the game prompt sound came unexpectedly.
[Congratulations to the player for completing the main mission of the group battle and passing the S-level copy factory. ]
[The copy settlement will be carried out soon.]
[Since you are the captain, the final settlement will be increased by 10%, and you will receive a special reward. ]
The prompt tone was broadcast continuously, but Wen Shi didn't listen too carefully. Anyway, he could just look at the panel after going out and count his harvest.
The radio said that the pollution was serious recently. In fact, the sky was bright today, and the light poured down and reflected on the huge rock behind, making the words "Dachang" shine brightly. On the small road in the distance, a bus slowly drove over, and the players all received a reminder to get on the bus as soon as possible.
The bus door opened right in front of Wen Shi, and Ji Yuanzhi and others rushed to get on the bus. Zhou Xiaochun looked at the time and shouted out the window: "Don't miss it!"
The teleportation point is located in the tunnel, and there is no direct teleportation in the copy. There are strict requirements on the time players get on the bus, and now there is only the last minute left.
Wen Shi retracted his gaze, no longer looking at the words engraved on the boulder, and gave Jian Qingrong a final smile, "I'm off work."
After saying that, he got on the bus without looking back.
(End of this chapter)