The factory building 300 meters away looks like a workshop, with rows of textile equipment placed in it.
At this time, there are countless workers, all working overtime nervously.
There are many small factories of this type in Qinggang City, especially in satellite cities, and those who enter satellite cities, or children born in satellite cities, generally have their destiny to work in such factories after they become sensible. Since then, it is often possible to stay in such a factory for the rest of your life. Although the wilderness refugees who have been in the satellite city for three years, or the children born in the satellite city, have the opportunity to enter the school to study, but I have to say, Most people don't demand it.
And the satellite city, never reluctant.
It's ridiculous, but Lu Xin and Mr. Xiaolu, the orphans who grew up under the guidance of the old dean of the orphanage, know the importance of learning, so no matter in the past or now, the Red Moon Orphanage is trying to let the children as much as possible. They go to school and read.
Of course, even so, it is normal for factories to work overtime, but there are not many people who work so late.
Lu Xin had noticed that it was already around two o'clock in the middle of the night.
With the help of his sister's ability, he could see that in the factory building 300 meters away, there are still many people working overtime. They are standing in front of one long workbench after another, sharing their work, and some are cleaning cotton embryos. , Some are transporting sliver, some are spinning roving, with the bright and dazzling lights in the workshop, the whole work is tense and orderly, and it looks very enthusiastic...
But at a glance, Lu Xin saw the problem.
At this time, all the workers are like precision instruments, working in a daze and numbness. Some of their hands have been ground and bleeding, but they still do not feel the slightest split cotton balls, unaware of the blood in their hands. already dyed red cotton;
Some are tired when walking with their legs on crutches, but they are still running against the woven bag like a hill;
"The Exotic Land Reclamation of Vegetable Skeletons"
Some saw that there was some problem with the knitting machine, and immediately put their hands in without expression, forcibly twisting the mistake...
… It was like a factory without pain, not even perception.
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"Have you seen the source of pollution?"
The gecko's voice rang softly in Lu Xin's ear.
It was only then that Lu Xin realized that he was the one who handles this kind of thing and shouldn't be surprised by such a sight.
So he looked closely, and soon saw that among all the busy workers, there was a middle-aged man who looked especially excited. He was wearing a crumpled suit and was sweating profusely, but the inside The shirt and tie were still tightly tied. At this time, he was walking non-stop in the factory building, waving his arms exaggeratedly, his lips and teeth opened and closed, as if he was talking loudly.
Lu Xin glanced at Gecko subconsciously and said, "Is it him? What are you talking about?"
The gecko didn't turn his head, just lowered his head and said, "If you distinguish carefully, we should be able to hear..."
Lu Xin frowned slightly and turned to the other side.
At this time, the younger sister glanced at the gecko coldly, and under the tangled hair, her eyes seemed to narrow slightly.
At the same time, Lu Xin felt that his pupils were shrinking slightly, and he could see everything in the factory more carefully, even the vague sound of the machine turning because of the distance. At this time it became more and more clear.
Then, he also quickly captured the man's voice speaking loudly:
"Work, must work!"
"We are all lucky enough to survive after the cataclysm, why are we alive when everyone else is dead?"
"Look, how many people in this city live like dogs, what's the point of their life, they can't make big money in their lives, and they have no hope of entering the main city to live in their entire lives, and in the wilderness outside, there are more I don't know how many lunatics are wandering around, and I don't know how many people can't even get enough to eat, because they don't have jobs like us!"
"So, we can only enter the main city and live in the main city only if we work and work harder..."
"If we don't work, we'll just starve to death like those outside the city..."
"Fight, fight, if we don't work, what's the difference between the dead and the dead?"
"… "
The words he shouted were very passionate, and his voice was even hysterical. His voice was hoarse and even bloodshot, but he didn't seem to feel it at all. .
And as he yelled, the speed and rhythm of the people around him became faster and faster, and the expressions on everyone's faces became more and more frantic.
On the ground, there were even some people who had already collapsed to the ground with exhaustion, and they all stood up staggeringly at this time.
They looked at the machines and cotton embryos in front of them, as if they were looking at the only meaningful thing in life.
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"Is that the source of pollution?"
Lu Xin's pupils shrank slightly and asked in a low voice.
The gecko smiled softly and said, "Old Chen said you can see spiritual monsters, what can you see now?"
Lu Xin took a serious look, then shook his head lightly, and said, "I can't see this kind of thing, I can only see one person there!"
"same as me."
The gecko laughed softly and said, "Yes, that short fat man in a suit is the source of pollution."
"Strictly speaking, he has not yet become a source of pollution. He should be regarded as a mental mutant. However, such a mental mutant is more terrifying than the source of pollution. He has already affected that small factory, nearly a hundred people. An employee, and someone like him who is completely unable to restrain himself, or even unable to communicate normally, can be directly classified as a source of pollution."
"… "
In the channel, Linda, or Tie Cui's voice sounded at the right time: "Zheng Yuanxiong, the director of Yuanxiong Textile Factory, is forty years old. When he was twenty-seven years old, he entered the satellite city and founded this textile factory. It's not good, it's going to close down several times."
"Ten days ago, someone discovered the abnormality of this textile factory and reported it to the police department. It was just because of a shortage of manpower. When our investigation team arrived, the situation was out of control, and the people in this factory were already moderately infected. , will indiscriminately attack anyone who enters the plant and tries to prevent them from working, or, contaminate others and become one of them.”
"Now, everyone in their factory has been working for two and a half consecutive days without eating, drinking, sleeping, or resting. If they don't stop them, they may all work until they die. Xiong can also get completely out of control at any time.”
"And at that time, the scope of his pollution will greatly increase, and even spread to several surrounding factories!"
"… "
"So, the headquarters ordered to clean up directly!"