In the crisis survival game, relying on space to win is numb

Su Mengmeng's heart was heavy because of the color change of the code.

Listening to Bai Yu's logical and clear arrangement at this moment, it was as if he had seen a glimmer of light.

She couldn't help but exclaim:
"Susu, you are amazing!"

This time, her words were full of admiration from the heart, without a trace of lemon.

After speaking, she was the first to stand under the glass window.

He glanced out of the window for a few times, the sky was filled with yellow sand, and he didn't see even a single ghost.

From the looks of it, this super-strong level of sandstorm is coming menacingly.

He inadvertently glanced at the code on his wrist. Fortunately, the color has not changed for the time being.

But this color-changing code is like a time bomb strapped to your hand.

Although Su Mengmeng's face was calm, the uneasiness and uneasiness in her heart never stopped from the beginning to the end.

It's just that she doesn't dare to show it in front of everyone now.

When fighting back with Zhao Tianjin, his mouth was tough.

But in her heart, she really didn't want herself to be a burden to this temporary "plastic" team.

Because that means that the first person to be ruthlessly abandoned by everyone is himself.

Over there, Wang Zi also said with a look of admiration:

"That's right, the door of the archive room is the same color as the wall, I didn't see it just now. Bai Su, you are really careful!"

After speaking, he grabbed Wei Xiaoyun and said, "Go, listen to Bai Su, let's go find the official seal", and left with Wei Xiaoyun.

Zheng Weijun also approved of Bai Yu's arrangement. Seeing that Zhao Tianjin was still standing there, he said:
"Okay, everyone, hurry up and work first."

Everyone quickly took their positions.

Soon, Wang Zi returned with a red plastic box the size of a palm in his hand, with a happy expression on his face:

"Brother Weijun, Sister Susu, I found the official seal of the wig factory. It's still the one that dispenses oil automatically. You don't even need an oil box."

Wei Xiaoyun, who came in later, closed the door, and locked the door behind him habitually.

"I also found the internship certificate." Zheng Weijun also raised a blue folder in his hand.

After speaking, he took out a thick stack of A4 papers from inside, and then distributed a sheet to everyone:
"Everyone write their wrist code in the text space."

Bai Yu reached out to take it, took a flashlight to take a picture, and the four characters [Practice Certificate] on the top of the paper came into view.

[This is to certify that the employee NO.xxxx was intern in our factory.
Signed: Qingsi Town Zhenzhen Wig Products Factory

xx year xx month xx]

Bai Yu took a look, and those who typed XX needed to fill in by hand.

Su Mengmeng looked embarrassed: "What do you fill in the time?"

"The time displayed on the phone is July 3066, 7, why don't you just write this?" Wang Zi glanced at the phone and said.

Bai Yu squinted his eyebrows and analyzed:

"Probably not. The internship certificate is usually issued by the internship unit after the internship is over. According to the time set in our copy, the earliest reasonable time should be July 7."

Zheng Weijun nodded: "Yes, I agree with Bai Su's statement, everyone just fill in July 7th."

Everyone quickly filled it out, stamped it neatly, and carefully folded the certificate and put it in the backpack.

Bai Yu habitually threw it into the space.

[all: Ding!Congratulations to the player for completing the key step of the dungeon "Qingsi Town": obtaining an "Internship Certificate"!
You are one step closer to customs clearance!Please try to survive in the dungeon, and hurry up to explore the remaining plots! 】

Everyone was overjoyed when they heard the words.

Before they cheered and celebrated,
There was a "click click" key turning sound on the door lock.