My Doomsday Train.

Chapter 284 Why discriminate against the Flesh Train!

"The first mission, Li Shiji, has completed."

This line of words appeared on the iris chip of every train member who entered the abandoned factory to explore.

This gave Lao Zhu and others, who were originally a little nervous, a great boost of confidence!

I was a little worried at first, after all, there were a total of thirty-six tasks. But not long after entering the abandoned factory, Li Shiji had already completed the first task, which made the originally depressing atmosphere a lot more relaxed.

Everyone also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Biaozi. Biaozi"

The abandoned factory was very large, and everyone was scattered to explore it. Biaozi entered the underground floor of the abandoned factory and took a closer look. There were many large-capacity cans piled up on this floor. They had been abandoned for a long time, and dust and spider webs were stuck together and drooping on the edges of the cans.

Biaozi murmured nervously to cheer himself up, and looked carefully at every corner without blinking, not only looking for the task, but also trying to write down every scene he saw as much as possible so as not to miss a clue.

at this time--

The shrill ringing of the telephone suddenly rang out on this floor.

"Jingle Bell."

The originally silent atmosphere was instantly broken!

Biaozi turned around instantly and looked at the source, holding the "Giant Wave Gatling" in his arms, only to see an old landline phone hanging on the wall making a continuous sound.

"What era is it now? You still see this old-fashioned landline phone. Is this the end of the mechanical civilization?"

He took a deep breath and looked at the pale yellow question mark next to the landline phone.

He stepped forward and picked up the phone.

"Hello? Can you please ask if Lao Zhang has arrived? He has already..."

There is a lot of noise.

I could only hear the first half of the sentence clearly, the second half was completely inaudible, only the harsh sound of electricity.

"Lao Zhang?"

After the other party hung up the phone, Biaozi glanced around hurriedly. He didn't even know what this mission was for. Was he to find Lao Zhang? There should be no living people in this machinery factory, right?
next moment--

A message appeared on the iris chips of all the train members who entered the abandoned factory.

"Biaozi has triggered a mission. We need to find Lao Zhang. Please provide any relevant clues promptly."

soon.

Several lines of words flashed across Biaozi's iris chip again.

"The captain of Guard Team Three reported seeing a business card belonging to an old man on a table in the security room at the factory entrance. He's in charge of mechanical maintenance. He was probably called in to repair the giant gear train in the central control room. I've contacted the nearest person to go to the security room and retrieve the card information."

"Hold on."

"Found it. The business card has Lao Zhang's contact information, xxx-3148. There's no other information."

"The first three digits have coffee stains, so we don't know for now. Wait. Lao Zhu has already entered the central control room. There's also Lao Zhang's business card there. The first three digits are 652."

"grateful!"

Biaozi took a deep breath and thanked him before picking up the phone again and dialing the number. No one answered and the call was automatically hung up after 45 seconds.

but--

The pale yellow question mark on the wall has now turned into a green exclamation mark.

Obviously, the task is to find Lao Zhang's phone number and call him.

"The second mission, Biaozi completed."

"Brilliant!"

Biaozi excitedly punched the air to cheer himself up. He felt that he had found a clue and began to become confident, especially with the assistance of President Ai. They would be integrated into a whole and share each other's clues and information.

Abandoned factory, central control room.

The control room is made of glass on three sides, and there is only one control console inside, which is located high up. Below the control room is a huge underground space with several huge gear sets, but they are all in a stagnant state at this time.

"There's nothing but this slot machine."

Lao Zhu looked at the vending machine in the central control room and said hurriedly, "Boss Ai, please ask if anyone has any coins."

This vending machine has a pale yellow question mark on its exterior.

"We have directed Team Member Shanmaozi to return the way he came and retrieve the coin from the table in the staff dormitory. We have also planned the fastest route for him to get here."

Xiao Ai’s information quickly appeared in Lao Zhu’s eyes.

Every train member who comes to explore will have a mechanical eye hung on the chest, back, and both sides of the waist. Wherever the train members pass by, all the image information will be entered into Xiao Ai's database, so that passing clues can be detected at the first time.

About five minutes.

There were hurried footsteps outside the central control room. Soon, Shanmaozi pushed open the door breathlessly and held a coin in the air: "Captain Pig, here!"

Lao Zhu hurriedly took the coin and walked towards the vending machine. He looked down and saw that it was a coin marked "100". He randomly chose an item that was exactly 100 and put the coin in.

"Qiang."

The sound of coins hitting metal rang out in the vending machine. A line of words slowly appeared on the screen, and coins were dispensed.

"Not enough change. Can't make the change."

"Please insert a coin worth 5 points."

Almost at the same time.

A message once again appeared on the iris chips of all the train members who came to explore.

"We need a coin worth 5 points. Everyone, please pay attention to the clues."

"Go somewhere else first, let's go!"

Lao Zhu did not stay here for too long, but strode out of the central control room with Shanmaozi and acted separately again. He had already searched here and there was no coin worth 5 points. This coin could only be in a corner somewhere else. There was no point in waiting here at this time. He would come back to search after finding it.

"Zhang Damei, that family photo on the ground beneath your left foot has a lot of holes in it, like they were poked with a screwdriver. It's probably a clue. Pick it up and see if there's any information on the back."

"Let me see, their whole family deserves to die for betraying me."

"In my pocket."

"Please explore as much of the area as possible. I'm creating a three-dimensional map of the factory based on your footage, but some parts don't match. There are secret rooms in this factory, more than one."

"Biaozi, the combination to the safe embedded in the wall in front of you is probably not a safe. According to the data, there should be a 20-square-meter secret room in the wall behind you. This is also an office, so it's most likely a love room for an affair. Try entering the birthdays of the factory director and the mistress."

"Zhang Damei, the woman in your family photo might be the factory owner's mistress. See if you can find her birthday."

"found it!"

Li Shiji stood in the archives, quickly flipping through the paper files in his hand: "The man in the family photo is Lao Zhang, who works as an outsourced maintenance worker for the factory. The woman is his wife, not a formal employee."

"Every time Mr. Zhang comes for repairs, he brings his wife with him."

"His wife's birthday message is"

"April 7229, 4."

"Let me try."

Biaozi, standing in the factory director's office, looked at the password of the safe on the wall and tried to enter the number. The safe embedded in the wall was originally covered by a painting and blocked by a bookshelf.

If he hadn't looked carefully, he really wouldn't have found it.

Next to the safe, a pale yellow question mark was printed on the wall.

72290427.

After the password was entered and confirmed, the indicator light on the safe turned green, and then the wall where the safe was embedded began to recess deeper, revealing an accessible private space.

“There really is a secret room.”

Biaozi quickly looked around the secret room, and the originally light yellow question mark on the wall turned green.

"The sixth mission, Biaozi completed."

There was only a huge bed, a bathroom, and a huge floor-to-ceiling window in the secret room. The glass looked a little gray, like one-way glass.

You can only look outside from the inside.

The inside cannot be seen from the outside.

He walked to the front of the glass. From this angle, he could overlook the huge gear set in the center of the abandoned factory. There were two bloody handprints on the glass, and the ground was covered with dried blood.

Following the bloodstains, he looked at the wardrobe beside him.

Open the closet.

I saw all the clothes piled up in the corner, and at the bottom of the wardrobe there was a tightly clutched photo.

It's a secretly taken photo.

The photo is a little blurry and was taken secretly through the gap in the wardrobe door. In the photo, a thin woman is lying on the glass, with an extremely fat man standing behind her.

There is also a 5 point coin in the corner.

"Boss Ai, contact Lao Zhu. I found the coin."

"And I have a new clue."

Biaozi spoke hurriedly, somewhat excitedly, "It's clear that before this factory was completely abandoned, this perverted factory manager would often deliberately damage the 'giant gear set,' calling in Old Zhang to repair it. He would then take Old Zhang's wife into a secret room and have her watch her husband laboring below."

"Then Lao Zhang discovered this and attacked with a knife, splashing blood all over the place!"

"but--"

"When this photo was taken, Old Zhang must have been repairing the giant gear train down below. Otherwise, the factory director wouldn't have brought the woman here, and the woman wouldn't have had that strange mixture of guilt and compulsion on her face."

"In other words, although Lao Zhang had a murder plan, he was doing maintenance downstairs to create an alibi for himself, and then had another person hide here to kill the person in advance."

"And they even took a photo as evidence. This person must have had feelings for the factory director or his wife, otherwise they wouldn't have been holding onto the photo so tightly. This was a subconscious reaction under intense emotion. I'm guessing it's most likely the factory director's original wife!"

"Your reasoning is excellent."

President Ai's praise appeared on Biaozi's iris chip.

Followed by.

Xiao Ai then informed everyone of this information.

"Everyone, pay attention to the traces of the factory director's wife. This is very likely a new mission and an important clue."

"And Old Pig, your five-point coin has been found. We've mapped out the best route for you. Please follow it to the factory manager's office immediately."

"Hey"

Biaozi glanced at the countdown. There were still five and a half hours left. They had already completed six tasks. He felt that the remaining five and a half hours would be more than enough to complete thirty tasks.

He lit a cigarette a little excitedly, then lay on the floor and looked under the bed.

He feels great now.

It feels even better than the first time I finished playing "Resident Evil" on extreme difficulty!

He never thought that one day he would be able to make a living with his brain. He was so strong as a pure warrior, and if he had a little more brains, he didn't dare to think that God was too partial to him. Why did he give him so many advantages when creating him? He felt embarrassed.

Abandoned factory.

Li Shiji in the archive room was quickly flipping through all the paper files. Although there was no task here, there might be many clues.

The factory director is having an affair with the wife of an outsourced maintenance worker.

Then she designed a secret room and watched her husband having an affair while he was doing repairs.

Could this be true love?
It must be impossible.

Pure perversion.

In this case, why would you use your mistress's birthday as your password?

There must be something fishy here!

And at this time.
Chen Mang, who was sitting in the interior of the Star train, had a flushed face and kept making strange noises.

"Hmm! Hmm!!! Mmmmm!!!"

"uh-huh!!!"

At this time, all the zombies in the first wave have died. They have not used the mission firepower accessories, but the car blades, and are in the repair time. In one minute, the second wave of level 2 zombies will attack!
Xiao Ai, who was standing in the train compartment, glanced at Chen Mang and met his gaze. A look of doubt and confusion appeared on her cheeks. She didn't understand why the train conductor made such a strange sound.

He looked around.

Ji Chuchu didn't come in, and Xiaofang was standing obediently by the side. What happened to the conductor? Did he enjoy himself?

After waiting for a while and seeing that the conductor didn't say anything, he continued to devote a lot of energy to the abandoned factory. That place was more important at the moment, and he had to invest more computing power and energy!

"Cough cough cough!!!"

But the sound of the conductor coughing violently rang in my ears again.

"Captain, would you like to go to the medical bay?"

"From Male Gobi!"

Chen Mang's face was somewhat gloomy and angry. He turned and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window beside the train room, slapped the glass and roared: "This damn mosquito, damn it, damn it!!"

"Why are there always mosquitoes in this place?"

"Damn it!"

Xiao Ai walked to Chen Mang in a daze, and subconsciously looked at the glass that the train conductor had taken a picture of, and looked outside the train. At this time, there were many zombie corpses piled up outside the train. Among the minced meat, there was only one relatively complete corpse that was extremely eye-catching.

The other zombies were naked, with pieces of flesh hanging all over their bodies, but this zombie was the only one wearing a uniform that looked like a maintenance worker's uniform.

Xiao Ai reacted quickly and hurriedly contacted Shanmaozi, who was closest to the factory.

"Mountain Cat, hurry back to the train! There's a zombie corpse outside the train. It's most likely that of maintenance worker Lao Zhang!"

"call"

Chen Mang's brows gradually relaxed. He walked back to the control console weakly and sighed. He lay on the chair with a dull look in his eyes and lit a cigarette. He looked extremely tired.

This kind of feeling of not being able to speak out is like not being able to fart, which is extremely painful.

He didn't dare to give too obvious a reminder, for fear that he would be judged as cheating and cause the mission to fail.

Train conductors are not allowed to participate in this level.

It tests the overall strength of everyone in the train except the conductor. However, if you miss such a big piece of information, how can you possibly pass the level?

so.
This was the only way he could remind Xiao Ai.

Fortunately, he managed to successfully transmit the information in the end, otherwise he would have been dismantled by the train auxiliary AI after he got out. Damn it. He was so anxious!

"found it!"

Li Shiji was kneeling on the ground in the archive room, surrounded by a large number of extremely messy files that had been quickly flipped through. Finally, he saw a notice in one of the files.

"Wang Ziru married the factory director's daughter and took over the old director's position."

"My ex-girlfriend left the factory in frustration."

"The truth is out."

Li Shiji's lips paled slightly as he murmured, "The factory director and the maintenance worker's wife were probably truly in love at first, but then, for the sake of his career, he gave up his girlfriend and married the old factory director's daughter, living off her."

"But he really loves this woman in his heart, and uses her birthday as the password to his love room."

"I don't know how long it took."

When maintenance worker Lao Zhang came to the factory to inspect equipment, the factory manager discovered that the woman he had abandoned was actually the maintenance worker's wife. When they first met, their eyes met, and their secret affair rekindled.

“The plot flows very smoothly.”

"But where can these clues be used?"

And at this time——

On the other side, unknown to the public, a Level 17 mechanical train sits in the square, with tens of thousands of "glass cabins" filled with various mechanical organs overhead.

A bald man with a gloomy expression sat in the train compartment, looking up at the ceiling.

His reasoning was correct.

The glass cabin above his head was indeed a connect-the-dots game, but it required an attack strength of level 20 to eliminate it. At this time, all the resources in his train had been used up, including the iron and copper mines, and nearly glass cabins had been eliminated.

Those glass cabins are still being replenished with new ones.

It seems endless.

"Up to 100,000 units."

The man murmured, "One hundred thousand is an integer. If this adventure map is not a complete scam, then there should be one hundred thousand medical cabins. But the problem is that he has no resources left on the train."

The reserve resources in his train were already quite a lot, but they were totally insufficient here.

The other nineteen trains are all holographic images, all fake.

"I don't know if other trains have passed this level yet."

The man looked across the cliff, a trace of unwillingness flashing in his eyes. He had clearly deduced successfully, but was stuck here by the resources. Wasn't it the decryption map that was agreed upon? He felt like...
He knew the answer to the last math question in the college entrance examination, but there was no ink in his pen.

This feeling is even more disgusting than eating cockroaches raw.

It’s better not to know the answer, so that you can feel at ease.

But he didn't choose to give up.

He jumped out of the train and began searching the square for other clues. This adventure map couldn't possibly have such high requirements for the train's reserves. Perhaps there was a large amount of copper ore somewhere, but he would have to find it. "Up. Up. Down. Down."

A level 17 flesh train was currently stationed in a cage whose walls were covered in hundreds of thousands of human faces. Two gigantic tentacles extending from the flesh train were rapidly sweeping across each face one by one.

"Nine up, three down."

"And there's 1892 engraved on the ground, which means the correct sound frequency should be 11352 Hertz."

The little boy sitting in the train compartment laughed.

“It’s not too difficult, and it’s somewhat stress-free.”

He felt that he should be the fastest, no doubt about it. It seemed that he could reach the third level steadily, which should be no problem. He just didn't know whether he would be the first or the fifth.

Only the top five can enter the third level.

next moment--

"Drip drip"

As his flesh and blood train made a harsh sound, all the faces embedded in the wall closed, and the wall in front slowly opened, revealing a train tunnel.

The train entered the tunnel and moved forward. When it came out of the tunnel, it saw an abandoned factory.

And a curtain of light appeared in front of him.
-
"Congratulations, Pioneer. The fact that you've made it this far is a testament to your strength."

"but--"

"A train is a collective. If the train conductor alone is responsible for the train's progress, it won't have much potential. Talent pooling is inhumane in the apocalypse, but it's something that must be done."

"This is going to be fun."

"you"

"."

"In this level, the conductor must stay on the train and is not allowed to go to the factory."

"In fifteen minutes, the first wave of zombies will arrive."
-
When he saw the light curtain in front of him, the smile on the little boy's face gradually froze, and his eyes focused on the line of small words.

"The train conductor must stay on the train and is not allowed to go to the factory."

He looked at his train crew members, the number was 0. He was the only one on the entire train. How could such a flesh and blood train have any residents?

After a while.

He finally tried, his voice hoarse, "Hey, I'm the Flesh Train. If you won't let me off, how am I supposed to get through this? Aren't there any changes being made to the Flesh Train?"

"Hey, can you hear me? I'm the Flesh Train. There are no residents on this train. Didn't you consider the Flesh Train when you designed the adventure map?"

"The Flesh Train was born from a stepmother?"

He didn't know who he was talking to.

I don't know if anyone can hear him.

but.
He still hoped to struggle as much as possible. After all, he had passed the previous two levels so quickly and so well. He couldn't be stuck here like this, right?

He said it many times, begged for mercy many times, and waited for fifteen minutes.

Didn't wait for a response.

But then came the first wave of zombies.

"I'm fucking talking to you!!!"

The boy completely ignored the oncoming wave of zombies and roared in agitation, "If you don't let me get off the bus, how am I going to get through this? Ah! Tell me!"

"Didn't your damn Princess Tutu consider the Flesh Train when she designed the adventure map?"

"Isn't the Flesh Train a human?"

"The train job transfer didn't mention that the Flesh Train isn't human. Why do we, the Flesh Train, who are also trains, have to endure such unfair treatment?"

"Including that damn Neon City Adventure Map. Why can't corpse flesh be exchanged for star vouchers? Where am I supposed to mine iron ore?"

"Since you're targeting the Flesh Train so much, why don't you just delete it directly?!"

Still no one responded.

Cold violence is always the most hurtful.

Even if this light curtain scolded him, at least he would feel better.

Every punch he threw hit cotton. The weak and powerless feeling brought him to the brink of emotional collapse. He didn't care about anything else at the moment and jumped off the train to force his way into the machinery factory.

However, as soon as his left foot stepped into the door.

A curtain of light appeared before my eyes.
-
"Because the train conductor entered the abandoned mechanical factory, he violated the rules and the mission automatically failed."

"In ten seconds, a portal will open and close in one minute. Please leave as soon as possible to avoid any unexpected accidents."
-
"."

The boy stopped at the factory gate, turned around and looked at the tide of zombies that had begun to retreat quickly, his eyes full of despair and unwillingness. Why?

You are discriminating!
Why discriminate against the Flesh Train?

If I had known this would happen, I would have let him fail the first level. Now he feels like he is going to take the college entrance examination and he knows all the questions. He can write as if he were possessed by a god and has the answers in his mind.

There is also ink in the pen.

Everything is perfect.

As long as he hands in the paper, he will be the top scorer, and his life will be successful from then on.

but.
When he was about to fill in his name on the test paper, he was told that he could not fill in his name on the test paper because he was dark-skinned. Who could he go to for justice?
He really wanted to cry.

I want to cry.

".They are all very stable."

At the first checkpoint, in the square, a man sitting in the train compartment looked at the 19 motionless trains around him and snorted coldly, "Since no one is in a hurry, let's just wait and see who gets anxious."

Limited to 48 hours for customs clearance.

Three or four hours had passed by then.

From the beginning, all the trains were sitting here motionless. Although he couldn't see the expressions of the train conductors in other train rooms, he knew what everyone was thinking. They were just waiting for a brave person to fly to the other side of the cliff to see what was going on.

He definitely won't be taken advantage of.

Just keep waiting like this.

Anyway, only the first five who pass the level can enter the third level. Everyone is here, so why is he in such a hurry? Just fight to the death!
"One more hour."

Inside the Star train, Chen Mang looked at the control panel and whispered, "Five hours have passed since the start of this mission. A new round of zombies has arrived. 41 Viper Unmanned Fighters are all hovering in the air, bombarding the 1000 level 16 zombies."

The zombies that appeared at this time were already level 16 zombies.

The train can only last for an hour at most, which is the limit. It will be basically difficult to hold on after that because the ammunition is really not enough.

He looked at the scene on the screen where Lao Zhu and others were exploring.

In this level, he must stay in the train cabin. The mission requirement is "the conductor must stay in the train cabin", and it does not explicitly mention whether he can give command. However, he does not want to touch this bad luck. Biaozi and others have performed well and do not need his command.

From beginning to end, he only reminded Xiao Ai to take away the zombie corpse that time, and he never interrupted again.

And at this time——

There are three tasks left.

Three tasks in one hour seems to be enough time. After all, it only took half an hour to complete six tasks at the beginning. The progress was extremely fast and it was a great start.

However.
The actual situation is that two hours ago there were only three tasks left. An hour has passed and there has been no change in the progress. They did not find any clues for one of the tasks, and they did not find any clues at all for the remaining two tasks.

Yes, I couldn’t even find where the mission was.

The entire abandoned mechanical factory has been searched thoroughly, but still couldn't find it. Even the secret rooms in the 3D map drawn by Xiao Ai have been searched everywhere, but they still can't find where the remaining two tasks are hidden.

“Come on!”

At this moment, all Chen Mang could do was to cheer silently. He had already thought of the celebration scene, and also the scene of comforting everyone after the failure. He didn't know which one it would be, he could only say that he would try his best.

He also had no idea where the last two tasks were hidden.

He tilted his head to look outside the train and focused his attention on meeting the enemy again. The monsters' level gradually increased and the train could no longer be managed. He needed to manually control it precisely. The rest of the things could only be left to Biaozi and the others. Whether a miracle would happen depended on fate.

It’s time to burn incense to God.

Inside an abandoned machinery factory.

Lao Zhu and Biaozi met in the core area of ​​the factory. They looked at the several huge gear sets in front of them, looked at each other with unpleasant expressions, and shook their heads. They now had three tasks left.

There is absolutely no clue as to the clues of a mission.

The task was to inspect the several huge gear sets in the center of the factory. On the steel surface of one of the gear sets, there was a faint yellow question mark printed.

I don't know what the clue is.

I don't know what to ask them to do.

As for the remaining two tasks, they were completely nowhere to be found.

"One more hour."

Biaozi said hoarsely, "We're running out of time. Why don't we tell Mr. Mang to get all the people on the train to come in and look for clues? There shouldn't be any clues that could be destroyed by now."

At the beginning, we didn't let so many people in because we were worried that too many people would destroy the clues. For example, if there were too many people, everyone would kick the coins, and who knows where they would be kicked to.

"No."

Lao Zhu shook his head. "Haven't you noticed yet? These 36 missions are linked together. If we let the train residents in, we'd have to help them review the plot again. With so many people flooding into the factory, some clues will definitely be ruined."

"Let's look for more. There are only three tasks left. There must be some clues we haven't found yet."

at this time--

A message appeared on the iris chips of all the train members who came to explore.

"Li Shiji found a notice from the factory director in the archives, looking for his lost coded diary. It was the latest notice, essentially the last one issued before the factory's demise. Everyone, please pay attention and search for the clue in the diary."

"Journal?"

Biaozi was slightly startled, then tilted his head to look at the huge gear set beside him, and his voice couldn't help but rise: "Yes, isn't it said that the factory director often deliberately destroys giant gear sets? If this thing is seriously damaged, the factory will be shut down, and the losses will be huge."

"The damage is minor. The factory has regular maintenance workers, so there's no need to hire Lao Zhang."

"So there must be some way to precisely destroy this giant gear set, and this method is likely written down in the factory director's diary."

"As long as we find the diary, we'll complete this quest!"

The two looked at each other, and saw the excitement and renewed hope in each other's eyes, and hurriedly strode out of the core area!

"Will this be recorded in the diary? Does anyone really write the truth in a diary?" Lao Zhu asked hurriedly.

"Isn't that a password notebook? It's locked."

"Who could have stolen it?!"

"It must be Lao Zhang."

"We've searched Lao Zhang's body, but we didn't find any diary."

"He must have given the diary to someone else. For example, if he wanted to recruit the factory director's wife, he would have needed some evidence to convince her that her husband was really cheating. This diary is most likely the evidence. The factory director recorded his dirty deeds in the diary, so the diary must be in his wife's hands."

"Fuck! This is so fucking logical! There's absolutely no problem with this logic, and it fits the clues. Biaozi, how come you suddenly seem to have an epiphany?"

“An epiphany doesn’t count.”

"But the factory director's wife doesn't live in the staff dormitory. Where could she hide the diary? She can't hide it in her own home, right? We can't go to her house. There's only one factory in this area."

"It's definitely in the factory, but it should be in a hidden corner somewhere, somewhere no one can find it, and the factory manager definitely won't look for it. Let me think, is it possible that it's in the 'Processing Department'?"

"Processing Department?"

"When I met Li Shiji, he was in the archives. I looked through them and noticed a piece of information that said the factory director was an employee in the processing department before he took over and was always bullied. So after he took over, he kept making things difficult for the old employees in the processing department and was unwilling to set foot in the processing department."

"Biaozi."

"Ok?"

"You've really transformed. I'm starting to look at you with new eyes."

"It's okay. I don't know why, but I used to be afraid to speak out my guesses. But now I feel more and more confident. I dare to speak out my guesses. I used to be worried that I would be laughed at by others."

"It's a laughing stock."

"Oh, I like to laugh everywhere."

In the processing department of an abandoned mechanical factory, there were many automated assembly line machine tools piled up in a factory shed. Most people gathered here at this time and turned the place upside down.

This place has been turned over many times.

But after a thorough search, they actually found a diary with a password inside a machine tool.

It is marked with a light yellow question mark.

"found it!"

Biaozi took a deep breath and said, "But it's obvious that this diary can't be opened directly. It requires a password. Do you have any clues?"

"Try 72290427." Li Shiji said.

"This is Xiao San's birthday. She has been used to crack the combination lock of the secret room. It's impossible that the diary also has this password." Biaozi tried to enter the password, and sure enough, it prompted that the password was wrong, and he could enter it four more times.

"There are only four chances left."

He hesitated for a moment and continued, "First of all, this diary must have been stolen by Lao Zhang. After Lao Zhang read the contents of the diary, he gave it to the factory director's wife."

"And this diary shows no signs of being violently damaged!"

"That is to say——"

"This password must be one that Lao Zhang can guess!"

"Then I just need to review Lao Zhang's biography. I think I can try to start from there."

He glanced at the countdown. There were only 50 minutes left. The roar of artillery shells and the roar of zombies outside the factory made him a little anxious. "Time is running out. Only minutes left."

"As long as we can crack the password to this diary, we only have one last mission!"

"A password that Lao Zhang can guess"

The captain of Team Three repeated it quietly before saying, "Could it be the factory director's birthday or something like that?"

"I think it might be the day when the factory manager takes over."

Lao Zhu said softly, "Before this factory manager rose to power through gigoloism, he was just a lowly factory employee. So I think the day he rose to prominence overnight should be even more memorable for him!"

"It's possible, give it a try."

After entering both passwords, the diary flashes red twice in a row, which means that both passwords are incorrect.
"There are only two last chances."

Biaozi shook his head with a somewhat unpleasant expression: "Everyone, if this mission fails, we won't be able to face Master Mang back home. We just had a dinner party in Neon City the day before yesterday, and now the mission has failed. Everyone will be embarrassed."

"It can't be"

Zhang Yi, standing in the corner, seemed to be hesitant to speak, but when he saw everyone looking at him, he shrank his neck and stepped back, saying softly, "I just said it casually. You guys keep thinking about it. It's definitely not the password I thought of."

Originally, Zhang Yi and Zhang Er were not responsible for exploration.

But a few hours ago.

There were a lot of heavy objects that needed to be moved in the factory, so Zhang and Zhang Er were sent in.

"Finish what you have to say."

Lao Zhu looked at Zhang Yi seriously and said, "Now is a critical moment. Any idea, whether correct or not, can inspire us."

"that."

Zhang Yi hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Well, I saw the WiFi password on the factory wall was eight 8s. I wonder if eight 8s could be the password for this diary."

"And this factory manager didn't get to the top through his own merit; he's a gigolo. Generally speaking, people who get to their feet through luck tend to trust luck more. The number 8 is also considered auspicious. His office is filled with lucky cats and fortune trees. I think the diary password might really be eight eights."

"Of course, the probability is too small. I also know that the possibility is not high. I am just talking nonsense."

"Don't take it seriously."

"."

Biaozi remained silent and tilted his head to look at the blurred notice on the wall beside him.

"WiFi password: 88888888".

Not very conspicuous.

but.
Would the factory director openly disclose the password to his diary to the public?
There are still two chances. If they fail this time, there will only be one last chance, and that chance will determine their life or death.

He could not make up his mind.

"Let's give it a try." Lao Zhu said softly, "I think what Zhang Yi said is quite possible."

"Row."

Since everyone agreed, Biaozi didn't say anything else. He just held the diary in his arms nervously and carefully entered the password of 8 8s.

next moment--

"Qiang."

With a crisp sound, the diary opened.

(End of this chapter)