Rhode Island Park Project

"of course."

"Then hang up."

It's dead. So fast.

Luo Hang looked at the interface on the terminal with some helplessness, but he did not stop and quickly made another call.

"Please prepare a set of medical examination equipment for me...ah, it's not that I'm in trouble."

He looked at the princess lying on the side, covered in wounds and still unconscious, and continued helplessly, "I was just checking on someone else."

I've told you not to work too hard. How could you act so hard that you become exhausted and pass out?

Forget it...

He rolled up his sleeves, then reached out to unbutton the coat of Her Royal Highness, who was as calm as Sleeping Beauty, and took the first aid kit from the side.

It's better to do some basic examinations and care first, otherwise not only will the wound be at risk of infection, but the exhaustion caused by spell overdraft can also easily lead to sequelae.

"..."

These are all serious contents based on medical principles!

……

A street somewhere in Longmen.

Guards patrol team.

"Mr. Chen, just received news. Someone anonymously reported that there are infected people hiding in a factory at the end of Baliqiao Street in the east... Uh, Mr. Chen?"

Chen Huijie, with a knife slung over his waist, kept looking into the distance with a frown on his face.

"Since there is news, let's go."

Chen Huijie, who seemed to be in a trance, suddenly said this and took a step forward, striding to the front of the team.

The players at the back looked at each other in confusion.

"Don't look at me. Your Mr. Chen has been in a bad mood these past two days. There's nothing strange about that."

Xingxiong, holding the shield, shrugged, but he was also a little curious.

Although it's not surprising that people are in a bad mood for a few days every month, these two days shouldn't be Lao Chen's days, right?

That face was so cold that even the ordinary team members below didn't dare to provoke him. This kind of thing was rare.

Xingxiong also looked into the distance.

The drifting snowflakes were faintly visible in the sky... It seemed that there was quite a commotion over there, but it had nothing to do with them. The distance between the two sides was far.

Shaking his head, Xingxiong also took a step forward.

"Let's go, let's go. If you don't catch up later, I won't help anyone who gets scolded."

"—!"

"Yes!!"

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Chapter 47 Local Necrosis

Inside the old factory.

"The truck has arrived, and Xiao Zhao and the others are gathering people to load the goods."

The middle-aged man with a sad face pursed his lips, and the bitterness on his already wrinkled face only deepened.

"Is there really no other way, Lao Qu?"

Qu Zhengbin silently reached out from his pocket and took out a dry cigarette case. He took out a cigarette from it and said, "It's time for you to give up, Lao Wan. How many times have you been to the Guard Bureau? Seven times? Eight times?

Tuozi's family can't afford to wait. If they wait for him to come out, he will be labeled as an infected person and they won't get their previous wages back.

If this continues, everyone here will either be squeezed dry or infected."

Lao Wan's face was still filled with sorrow and bitterness, making it hard to tell what was filling the winding wrinkles on the face of this weathered man.

"I see,"

He paused again, then gave a trembling, wry smile, "It's just that I haven't stolen anything in decades of my life. Moving everything out of the factory all at once is a bit much."

Qu Zhengbin spat on the ground and rubbed his foot hard. The slippery and uncomfortable sound briefly stimulated his eardrums.

"Look at it this way. How much wages has that heartless bastard owed us? He's forcing us to get that damned mineral sickness in this factory. Every time one of us gets infected, we'll have to pay one less.

From the moment we landed in this place, he never intended to pay us. If we don't actually get some money and find a way out, we'll just be stuck here forever, waiting to die.

If someone is infected, no one will even show any sympathy if they jump off a building."

"I know, otherwise I wouldn't have watched you guys get to this point."

Lao Wan's trembling subsided a little, but the worry on his face did not diminish. "But what should we do after we move the things away? The boss will not let it go. If he reports it to the Guard Bureau--"

"Then let's just say it was those infected guys who did it."

Qu Zhengbin gritted his teeth. "I've already made an agreement with them. They're going to look for that damn Integration Movement. Now that they're infected, there's no hope of getting their money back, and there's no hope for them staying in Longmen. Once the rest of us get the money, we'll send it to their families and take good care of them."

The integration movement has been going strong lately, and this is the only time when no one is watching in the factory."

"……Ugh."

There was silence between the two.

Qu Zhengbin turned the cigarette around in his hand for who knows how many times, but in the end he couldn't bear to light it, so he put it to his ear and held it there.

"Oh no!"

At this moment, someone rushed in with a panicked voice. "The old man at the rice noodle roll stall at the street corner just sent a message saying that a team from the Imperial Guard is heading this way! They're all fully armed, and they're probably here to arrest someone!"

"Why are the Guards here?!"

Qu Zhengbin's eyes widened. "Did we leak the news? No, that's not right. They shouldn't have time to deal with these things right now. The whole city is looking for the Integration Movement and the Infected. Damn it!"

Qu Zhengbin punched the iron machine hard, and the loud noise scared Lao Wan who was standing next to him.

Do they have any infected people here?

Of course there are.

Every factory associated with Originium was infected. However, during the early stages, when symptoms were mild, most people would grit their teeth and endure to avoid being exposed. Otherwise, bearing the identity of an infected person, no one could be sure of finding a way out.

But what's more important now is that if the Guards come to search and catch them moving things out of the factory, and if they become suspicious or their boss finds out, everyone's hopes will be dashed.

——They are doing something illegal——

Their boss just withheld their wages, but they were stealing, and it wasn't just ordinary petty theft; they would most likely go to jail.

Even if the boss withheld money that could cost them their lives, at least according to the laws of Longmen, it was just withheld wages.

The boss can only lose money at most because he has money and connections, but they can't even afford a lawyer and have no chance at all.

Even if they all knew that the bastard's trick was to wait for them to be infected and then take their money, what evidence could they get in a factory that dealt with Originium all day long?

If the protection does not meet the standards, will the boss be fined more money?

He didn't know how much money the boss could afford to pay him, but when it came to that, all of them would be left with nowhere to go.

"Guards Bureau, Guards Bureau—!"

Looking at Qu Zhengbin, who seemed to be biting his red gums to make them bleed, it was the first time that Lao Wan saw someone with such a terrifying expression.

Lao Wan took a deep breath.

"We have to stop them. At least we can't let them get to the factory before the car leaves."

"How can we stop them? They are from the Royal Guards, and didn't you hear? They are all fully armed... How many infected people have they captured?"

Qu Zhengbin turned his head, as if trying his best not to yell.

Lao Wan's expression became calm instead.

"We have no choice."

"..."

As if deflated, Qu Zhengbin smiled bitterly, "We really don't have a choice."

Either stay in this man-eating factory and wait to be devoured, or give it a try. Either way, it's death.

Qu Zhengbin's back gradually straightened up again, his eyes shining, as if he had returned to the days when he was full of vigor and vitality...even a little too dazzling.

"We can't defeat them, but we are more familiar with the surrounding terrain and the machines in this factory. That's our advantage."

"That's not enough... We must be prepared to risk everything from the start. Otherwise, even just slowing down the Imperial Guard would be arrogance."

Lao Wan said softly.

Qu Zhengbin looked at Lao Wan with some surprise.

The face of this weather-beaten man still had deep furrows and sorrow, but he seemed to see that this man had not only had a heavy side to him, which was why he was trusted by everyone in the factory.

"I thought what you said, Lao Wan, was that you should try your best to discuss it with the Guard Bureau."

Qu Zhengbin teased with a smile.

Lao Wan shook his head.

"You said it too. We've tried so many times, it's time to give up."

"Hahaha--"

Qu Zhengbin suddenly laughed.

He understood that this man who had been honest for most of his life was finally forced to this point.

Right and wrong have lost their meaning to the beasts that have been forced into a desperate situation. All they want now is to keep those who still have hope alive.

Qu Zhengbin suddenly turned his head and looked at the young man who had just brought the news.

"Yongliang, go get someone to move all the source stones out of the warehouse! Start the extraction furnace! Increase the pressure of the annular generator! Maximize the efficiency of all the units!"

"Uncle Qu, what are you going to do—"

The young man looked at the two of them with some uneasiness.

Qu Zhengbin patted his shoulder.

"Just do it, and the rest...we old guys will take care of it."

Chapter 48: Thugs

Many large equipment in the factory require a long time to dismantle and load even for professionals. Therefore, even when transferring equipment, the workers in the factory only choose some smaller equipment that is easier to dismantle.

However, because of this, it also leaves opportunities for the old guys who are too familiar with these devices to achieve their goals.

The crude origin stone ore was pulled out of the warehouse, refined with exquisite skills to remove impurities, and then subjected to high pressure to be roughly condensed into extremely unstable high-purity origin stone blocks.

The source stone blocks that had just been baked were a little too hot to be scary.

Qu Zhengbin silently distributed the source stones one by one to the people around him.

Around him were old guys who had lived most of their lives, and also guys who had contracted oripathy and had no ambitions.

The people who got the source stones just stuffed the things into their clothes silently. Finally, Qu Zhengbin took out a flat cigarette box from his arms and distributed a few cigarettes that were already deformed to the point of being pressed.

In the end, looking at Lao Wan beside him, Qu Zhengbin shook his empty cigarette box and couldn't help but curse with a smile.

"Fuck, if I had known I would have smoked one less cigarette a few days ago."

He gently picked up the cigarette that had been placed on his ear for a long time and handed it to Lao Wan generously, "Forget it, forget it, this one is for you."

"You always care about face."

Lao Wan took the cigarette with a smile, then pinched it with his thumb and index finger, put his hands together to split the cigarette into two halves, then simply pulled off the cigarette holder and stuffed half of it into the cigarette, and put the half cigarette back into Qu Zhengbin's hand.

"Just make do with a couple of bites."

"Ha, it's better not to smoke if you're so neither here nor there."