Bring home the Infinite World Boss

They were taken into an office, where they took pictures and got their "ID card"—a small blue sign.

They used their own reported names, and the staff did not express any doubts.

"Why is this photo black and white... a posthumous photo?"

Zhuo Yizhi grinned and said, Sheng Yan also frowned slightly, as if he was usually affected by the family environment, but actually cared about these details.

Yin Shen reassured: "Who said that black and white are posthumous photos? What do the giant pandas think?"

"Uh..." Zhuo Yizhi silently gave Yin Shen a thumbs up.

"Is it all done? Come out when it's done! What time is it, are you trying to be lazy? Let me see, I want to rearrange it for you... just go to the fifth district first. It just so happened that they had a fight with me the day before yesterday There is a shortage of people."

After he finished speaking, he paused, forgetting that he had already counted the number of people just now, and counted again, and then urged: "Hurry up, hurry up!"

Liang Yun was the closest to the staff, so he asked casually, "Don't we have to wait for the rest of the group to join us?"

The staff said: "What are you waiting for, they are not going to the fifth district."

This is a modern factory. Many jobs are done by machines. Most of the people who work are guarding the machines or doing simple debugging and classification. The factory area is very large, and the personnel wander around their posts in an orderly manner like ants.

The fifth area was as big as a basketball court, and they could even hear an echo when they spoke loudly. After the staff brought them, they handed them over to the team leader, who then assigned them work.

"What do you think this factory produces?" Zhuo Yizhi said looking at the powdery substances on the assembly line.

"Drugs," Sheng Yan said firmly, "I'm too familiar with the things I deal with every day."

"What medicine?" Yin Shen was shocked: "Didn't the person just say that there are only more than 1 people in the urban area, and such a large factory is needed to produce medicine?"

Taking advantage of no one's attention here, Sheng Yan secretly pasted some medicinal powder with his index finger, sniffed it first, then licked it with a frown, shook his head and said, "No, I can't see what it is."

It is really difficult to distinguish the nature of the medicine just by the powder, Zhuo Yizhi said again: "Why don't we ask someone in charge?"

Yin Shen hurriedly stopped him and said, "No, on the first day, I suggest staying put. Isn't the girl executed just now a good example?"

Sheng Yan also said: "Well, it doesn't matter, there will always be a chance to investigate, so be steady first."

Afterwards, they worked all day, lunch was casually settled in the fifth district, and dinner was returned to the dining room in the morning, and they enjoyed a sumptuous dinner with fish and meat after the routine prayers.

However, after the meal, a staff member gave each person a small box, and opened it to reveal a pill.

"Isn't it? The medicine we produce during the day is for ourselves?" Zhuo Yizhi was shocked.

His voice was a bit loud, which caught the attention of an aborigine next to him.

The aborigine glared at him and said, "It's not the first time I've eaten it. What's the fuss? You don't want to eat it for me."

After speaking, he swallowed the one in his hand whole.

Holding the medicine, Zhuo Yizhi hesitated. This time he lowered his voice and asked, "What should I do, two big brothers, should I take it or not? Will there be any problems?"

And Sheng Yan had already opened the pill, licked it again, and said, "No, it's not the kind in the factory during the day, this one has almost no bitter taste, it feels like... vitamins."

The wreckage of a sumptuous meal on the table in front of him doesn't look like it will be deficient in vitamins.

To be on the safe side, they still didn't eat, and secretly hid it in their pockets to take away, but they were stopped when they went out of the restaurant. I don't know how the staff found out.In short, in the end, Yin Shen and the three had no choice but to take the unknown medicine in front of the staff.

This was released.

"It's sour, I also think it's vitamins. Maybe we are overthinking? After all, everyone eats it?" Yin Shen said after coming out.

Sheng Yan said: "Since there is a pharmaceutical factory, there must be a place for testing. I need an instrument to test these two drug ingredients."

The pharmaceutical factory has closed the gate and cannot enter, so they have to wander around the city looking for clues.At this time, it was already dark, and only some entertainment venues were open, soothing the body and mind of people who had been busy all day.

Wandering around, the urban area is not small, there are high walls around the edge, and weird flower and bird signs are scattered in every corner of the urban area.

Yin Shen has never seen a city in modern society that needs to build such a high wall, as if it is blocking something.

"Could it be... We are actually locked up patients?" Sheng Yan made an unpleasant guess.

Zhuo Yi signed: "Then let the patients work? Produce medicine and eat it yourself? Is this the legendary self-sufficiency? It's so sensible that it makes people feel distressed."

Yin Shen also said: "Try to see if you can get out of the city, but speaking of it, after walking so far, the sky is completely dark, and I can't see where the city gate is."

Sheng Yan said: "Let's forget about today, there are many changes in the evening, and we are not familiar with the road, it will be bad if we can't go back to the dormitory."

"Then don't worry!" Zhuo Yi signed the ticket and said: "With Yin Shen around, there is absolutely no such thing as getting lost."

Sheng Yan smiled, and said to Yin Shen: "I almost forgot, you still have this talent."

By the time they got back to the dormitory, the old man had already washed up wearing a hurdle vest and was about to rest. The elderly generally went to bed early.But if there are people around to chat, they will become very talkative.

The old man's surname is Ma, and he revealed that they have lived here for three years. Not long ago, a roommate passed away and was Ma's nemesis, so he has been feeling particularly happy recently.

At around nine o'clock, Mr. You came and brought a few people with him.

Uncle Ma rushed from the bed to the door in one stride, and warmly approached Mr. You: "Sir, you are still working so late, why, did you demolish the room again? There is an empty bed in our room, come and take a look... Don't arrange for a man to live in?"

Mr. You said, "That's my purpose."

His tone was so steady that it was almost mechanical, neither arrogant nor gentle, as if without any emotion.

Along with him, apart from a strong man who looked like a bodyguard, there were also two men and a woman.

The man walking at the back was tall and tall, wearing a bowler hat, his brows and eyes were hidden in the shadow of the brim of the hat, but his mandible was sharp and handsome.

He listened to Mr. You's words, then casually raised his eyes and scanned the room, his eyes fell on Yin Shen, smiled lightly, then took off his hat in a graceful manner, and said, "I live here."

"no!"

Yin Shen was still immersed in the shock and did not recover from the shock, and was taken aback by the sudden agitation of Uncle Ma.

Mr. You also frowned slightly, and said, "Why not? You said to arrange a man just now, but you regretted it in a blink of an eye?"

"No...not..." Uncle Ma was sweating on his head. This was the first time he had confronted Mr. You. He himself was really puzzled, and he didn't know what was wrong. When he saw this handsome man wearing a hat, There was a strange conflict in my heart, and a feeling that "my good life will be over once I let him live in" spontaneously arose.

But he didn't know this man at all.

Besides, there are often situations where there are not enough people in the room and the room is split up. It's not that he can't accept others. Why is he so impulsive this time?

Could this be the legendary incompatibility?

Uncle Ma scratched the few hairs on the top of his head, raised his eyes and poked at the door, but he couldn't say anything.

"Mr. You," the handsome man said slowly, "Ask the opinions of other people in this room, too?"

Mr. You nodded and asked, "What do you say?"

The three people in the room maintained the same dumbfounded formation, Sheng Yan glanced sideways, and said, "I can do anything."

Zhuo Yizhi looked at Yin Shen reluctantly, and said, "Listen to you."

Finally, Yin Shen cleared his throat at the head of the line that was neatly aligned to the left, and said, "We...we agree."

Immediately, Uncle Ma's eyes became a little resentful, but he didn't say anything after all, and even helped to pull away a chair blocking the door.

Mr. You said with satisfaction: "Then you can stay here. Someone will bring your luggage for you later. You two should get to know each other first. I'll take them both to the next room."

The man nodded slightly, with an indiscernible smile between his brows, and his expression of emotion and anger was still indistinct, just like him in the last world. I don't know if it's acting or a bad taste, the man stretched out his palm seriously, and Introduced: "Li Lingzhou, happy cooperation?"

Yin Shen shook hands with him in a daze, but the other's palm was still dry and cold.

"Pleasant cooperation," he repeated.

The whole night, Zhuo Yizhi kept repeating one sentence: "This is not scientific."

Yin Shen's ears were almost callused, and when he heard him chanting for the tenth time, he finally said, "What's unscientific, Sheng Yan and I are two in a row... cough cough?"

Concerned about the presence of the old man, they dare not talk about the real world with great fanfare.

Fortunately, Uncle Ma was old and lacked energy after all, so he heard his well-proportioned snoring after a while.

The four of them sat around the table, ready to discuss this world full of fate.

"Okay, we've made a mahjong table again," Zhuo Yizhi said, feeling a heavy box from under the table, his eyes lit up and said, "Don't tell me, there really is a set of mahjong here!"

And Li Lingzhou was still the one who would never be led astray by the sand sculptures. He took out a pen and paper and put it in the middle, looked at Uncle Ma who was sleeping soundly with his back turned to them, and said, "To be on the safe side, we have to change the way of communication."

He took the lead in writing on the white paper: "In addition to the two people just now, I met four teammates, two by two, and we knew each other. We were arranged to work in the sixth district, which was related to some kind of pharmaceutical manufacturing."

He paused, Yin Shen took the pen and wrote a "five" next to the six, and drew seven small people in simplified characters, two of them had fierce expressions.

Li Lingzhou nodded clearly, and continued to write: "You have also seen the urban area. There is no need to worry about food and clothing and the environment is comfortable. But the strange thing is that it is unreasonable to need to work for eight hours."

Yin Shen was curious, and drew a question mark next to unreasonable. Li Lingzhou thought about it and said, "Shouldn't it be doubled?"

Yin Shen frowned suddenly.

All the evil capitalists are really the same in their bones.

Fortunately he escaped quickly.

After the activity in Yin Shen's mind was over, he saw that Li Lingzhou had continued to write a paragraph: "A girl was executed today. I found out that 'execution' is equivalent to being thrown out of the city—so, outside this utopian city, Either there is some kind of danger, or there is a lack of certain necessities for survival. In short, leaving the city is almost equivalent to death."

The four were silent at the same time.

——And Zhuo Yizhi put the mahjong on the table in silence.

It made the already narrow table even worse, and the small green squares instantly washed away their thoughts.

Yin Shen: "I don't remember that you like playing mahjong."

Zhuo Yizhi said in a secretive way: "I'm not good at this kind of brain activity, but I think it's strange for the four of us to sit around, why not put mahjong on it. In case someone peeks at us from the door or window , as well as a cover."

Yin Shen: "..."

In the middle of the night, the four of them silently lowered their heads and stared at a table of mahjong for a long time without speaking, which is even more strange, okay?