I'm the mayor of a simulated ghost city

When she woke up again, Lu Yao closed her eyes and felt a little cold. She reached out to grab the quilt with big peony flowers, but found nothing. The unfamiliar feeling made her open her eyes suddenly.

She actually lay flat on the edge of the factory's basketball court, and a basketball rolled down to the side. The lights on the basketball court made her eyes hurt a little.

Why does the file reading feel wrong this time?

Lu Yao rubbed her head in pain. She must have been hit by a basketball.

At this time, whispering sounds were heard from the side. Several factory workers who were working on the field were talking.

"What should I do? Should I help her up?"

"But this year is an even-numbered disaster year. She doesn't exist. If we help her, we'll be breaking the rules and it will bring disaster. Just pretend you didn't see it."

Hearing their voices, Lu Yao turned his head and saw Lu Ming in red standing not far away.

This guy is starting over again and he’s too lazy to even put on his clothes?

Moreover, at this moment, Lu Ming was staring at her with an expression of watching a play, with a mocking smile on his face, as if saying: "Look, you lost. If it happens again, human nature will still be the same. They will not sacrifice themselves for others."

However, at this moment, Lu Yao heard another discussion.

"But we can't just ignore her. What if she really breaks something?"

As they were talking, the older sister that Lu Yao was familiar with came over, helped her up, and without saying a word to her, took her to the infirmary on the first floor and asked the factory doctor to take a look. It turned out that there was nothing serious.

The two began to communicate with each other in a self-deceiving manner.

"Hey, Doctor Wu, who were you treating just now?"

"Don't think too much, big sister. I just stretched my body. It won't be a problem even if there is a patient."

"Well, since everything is fine, I'm leaving now. There's a factory basketball game tonight and my man is still on the court."

"Basketball game, I'll go with you."

Lu Yao sat on the small bed in front of the two men, listening to them pretending not to hear what he was saying, with a look of amusement and helplessness on his face.

Afterwards, the two men quickly left the infirmary, leaving Lu Yao alone.

Soon, the window was pushed open, and Lu Ming, with bloodshot clothes on, sat on the window sill with his hands folded, not saying a word.

Lu Yao looked at it and smiled smugly: "Look, it's still uncertain who will win or lose." After saying that, Lu Yao's face fell, "But you did it on purpose, deliberately arranged this opening for me? Let the basketball hit me and make fun of me?"

"You think too much. Do you think I want to see you make a fool of yourself?"

Just as I was thinking about this, the factory director's voice came from outside the window: "Lu Ming! What are you doing? I just couldn't find you anywhere. So you are here!"

As he was talking, the factory director came over, stood by the window, looked at Lu Ming's bloody clothes, and then...

Lifting the corner of Lu Ming's shirt, she said, "You are a handsome young man, why do you wear bright red clothes all day long? Are you afraid that you won't stand out? I know you are a top student from the city, but you should look like a factory worker in a factory."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Yao saw Lu Ming being held by the collar by the factory director. A chill came over him, and his eyes, which originally had a human shape with whites and pupils, slowly turned black...

Factory Director! You are really an expert at courting death!

Seeing this, Lu Yao hurried to the window and interrupted: "Director! I can explain why he is here."

Lu Yao's sudden appearance startled the factory manager, who blurted out: "Fan..."

Before he could finish, the factory director quickly covered his mouth and turned his head away: "I can't see it, I can't see it..."

After reading it several times, the factory director continued to say to Lu Ming: "Lu Ming, my colleagues have told me about your recent problems. I'm telling you, don't keep chasing after someone who doesn't exist."

Seeing that the factory director ignored her, Lu Yao continued to wave her hand at him: "Director, director, director... Da Meng, please listen to me."

"Who's talking to you, Da Meng!" The factory director's surname is Meng, and his given name is Xin. He was forced into a corner by Lu Yao and didn't care that Lu Yao was now Fan Shichang, a non-existent person. He looked at Lu Yao with a red face.

Since he had already answered Lu Yao's question, Meng Xin was helpless and sighed: "A Chang, what's wrong with you? Didn't you agree not to talk to us for this year? Did you forget the rules? Or have you been led astray by Lu Ming?"

Lu Ming glanced at Lu Yao. She was like this to begin with. Did he really need to lead her astray?

In vain, Lu Ming put aside the murderous intent that had just ignited in his heart, and rarely responded to Meng Xin's words: "I don't have the ability to lead her astray."

"Hey, you two kids, I'm not saying anything bad about you. Lu Ming, today I'm going to make it clear to you that the rules of this factory are not set by us, but by heaven. If you continue to talk to Achang like this, we will all be in trouble. You don't know, this factory..."

"Mixed in with the dead." Lu Yao didn't want to hear this rule any more times. She had heard it too many times tonight and her ears were callused, so she simply interrupted Meng Xin directly.

Then, before Meng Xin could respond, Lu Yao continued, "Director, we found the deceased."

“What?!” This is such a rare event that it was easily conquered.

However, Meng Xin immediately became serious: "Don't say that. Do you know how big a problem it will cause if the news leaks out?"

"Everyone is fighting each other. No one trusts anyone else. They all regard the other party as the dead. The person who is regarded as the dead will be ruthlessly attacked and killed." Lu Yao continued. She had seen this scene many times.

Meng Xin was stunned again: "Since you know this, why are you still talking about it?"

"What am I saying here? There are only three of us here. Don't you want to know who the dead person is?"

"I do." Meng Xin said, then shook his head, "I don't want to."

In fact, Lu Yao understood Meng Xin’s dilemma. He wanted to know but was afraid to know, because if he knew, he could save everyone. But if he knew, he didn’t know how to face the dead person, and what if he was wrong?

Seeing Meng Xin's concerns, Lu Yao said bluntly: "Director, I have solid evidence and I am sure that the man is the deceased."

"Really?" Seeing Lu Yao so sure, Meng Xin stopped hesitating and asked, "Who is it then?"

Lu Yao stretched out his hand and climbed out of the window.

Seeing Lu Yao's skills, Meng Xin paused slightly and said, "A Chang, have you been working out recently?"

“I guess so.” Lu Yao walked forward a few steps and waved to the factory director, “Come with me, I’ll take you to see it.”

After a while, Lu Yao brought the factory director to the deputy director's office and pushed open the door.

Meng Xin was puzzled and asked, "Why did you bring me to my office? I have clues here, and I let you two little brats tell me."

Seeing that Meng Xin still had no idea, Lu Yao gave Lu Ming a look.

Then, Lu Ming walked behind Meng Xin and suddenly put one hand on Meng Xin's head. Blood flowed from his hand and flowed into Meng Xin's eyes.

As blood filled his eyes, Meng Xin widened his eyes and saw that his office had turned into a storage room filled with dust.

"What...what's going on? Where is my office?"

Without giving him any more questions, Lu Ming pressed Meng Xin's head again, forcing him to look up at the doorplate above the office, which clearly had three big words written on it: [Utility Room].