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Chapter 792 Tongren Factory (10)

"too disgusting."

"My mind is filled with those images now. I really can't stand it... Why should we have to endure such torture?"

"It's better to let me die."

"What's wrong with this." The old players who were eating looked at the newbies who were getting more and more collapsed as they talked, and reminded them, "You'd better get something to eat, otherwise you won't even have the strength to escape. No one I have an obligation to help you. If you want to live, you must save yourself."

They have also been new players and know what it feels like to face such a scene for the first time.

What's more... the newcomer copy they faced was still the simplest copy, so the chance of survival was very high.

It's not like they were unlucky enough to be pulled into a copy that no player has cleared yet.

With no innate skills, no props, and no experience... we can't expect this group of new players to be calm and wise.

After all, most people in the world are just ordinary people.

They have also come through countless fears, and they can be so calm only when they have the confidence to be close to them.

So how can we ask new players to directly cross the courage and strength accumulated by countless copies and behave like them?

Most of the old players who were still in Shanlu County at this time came to participate in the rescue, and they still had goodwill in their hearts. Even if you don’t take risks to save people, you will remind them and help them wherever you can.

So they are unfortunate, but also lucky.

The surroundings were quiet for a moment, and then a woman with a pretty face and a calm expression stood up from the crowd:

"They are right. We must first ensure that we have physical strength before we can face the next difficulties. Do you really want to die here? No one can save us. We can only get out on our own, so no matter what, we will You have to work hard to survive."

Someone took the lead, and newer players who were slightly more receptive also followed up: "Yes, don't think about things in the workshop. It's meal time now, and filling your stomach is the most important thing."

Surrounded by fear, exhaustion and hunger, the new players gradually became quiet.

The players in the production workshop are slightly better, and they are ready to go get food at this time.

Someone takes the lead, and others eventually choose to go eat.

I’m really disgusting when I’m sick, and I’m really hungry when I’m hungry!

Whether it is the production workshop or the material workshop, it is very physically demanding. If you can’t eat meat, you can eat some vegetarian dishes and staple food.

After they went to get dinner, several old players sat together and talked, "No one died this morning, right?"

"Not in the production workshop."

"We don't have one there either."

"There are still a few people who haven't come..."

"Which ones have the red badges and the black badges? I asked around. The red badges are for quality inspectors and the black badges are for maintenance workers."

As soon as the man finished speaking, he saw someone coming in at the door of the cafeteria. The leader was the big guy who was offering NPCs to the sky.

The remaining four followed her in.

A few people were clean and not very tired. Compared with them, they were simply the difference between refugees and condolences leaders.

When Ning Fan saw the players, he said to Feng Changting: "You guys go and see if there is anything wrong with the food. If there is no problem, buy me a copy. I will go find them to exchange clues."

"good."

Ning Fan couldn't count on Zhongda, who was a dull gourd, and he couldn't count on Zhou Xiaoduo, who was peacefully living outside but went crazy in the dungeon.

"I'll come with you." Shen Jiu took the initiative: "Brother Zhong, help me get food."

Zhong Da nodded and walked directly to the food outlet, as if he was afraid that they would ask him to come and communicate with him.

Yinsu?

Yinsu has already lined up and is getting ready to eat.

Ning Fan and Shen Jiu both have good diplomatic skills and can quickly communicate with others.

People in the production workshop and material workshop were waiting outside according to the NPC's instructions.

But something went wrong.

The supervisor said that they were late on the first day of work and directly asked them to work overtime at night.

There are also work clothes, which are different from Ning Fan's.

Their supervisor followed them into the locker room and could only access the clothes in an unlocked cabinet.

If anyone touches other cabinets, the supervisor will immediately appear behind them and smile at them sinisterly.

With that posture, whoever touches it will die.

So even veteran players don’t dare to take risks.

Ning Fan: "..."

Ning Fan didn't know why the supervisor didn't come in at that time, whether it was because they were not late, or because Zhou Xiaoduo made the supervisor happy at that time.

It is undeniable that the change of supervisor has something to do with Zhou Xiaoduo.

Shen Nineteen: "So, some of the work clothes you are wearing have blood stains on them?"

Liu Yanlai, who was opposite the two of them, nodded.

Ning Fan felt a little heavy in his heart: "Something will definitely happen."

Liu Yanlai said: "There are only those clothes in the dressing room, and the supervisor is staring at me. There is nothing I can do. Now I can only take one step at a time."

They haven't opened those cabinets, and they haven't gotten any clues at all. They might as well get it from Ning Fan.

Fortunately, their work process is not like the quality inspection workshop, which requires word of mouth from veteran employees. They only need to observe what other NPCs do and follow them.

So there wasn’t much of a problem at work.

Shen Jiujiu was glad that he ran fast and chose the big boss camp wisely.

Liu Yanlai: "The only good news is that no one has died in our two workshops so far, except for the two maintenance workers who haven't shown up yet."

There are only two maintenance workers, so they shouldn't die so soon. I just don't know why they haven't shown up yet.

Liu Yanlai continued: "Have you found out the background of this factory?"

Ning Fan shook his head.

Liu Yan didn't even come here. When asked about it by the NPC, the answer was "It's just an ordinary factory."

How common are the materials used to make bronze figures?

Fortunately, this is a dungeon background, so you don't have to worry about its logic.

Liu Yanlai: "But this factory has a lot of employees. It is estimated that there are nearly 10,000 people."

"so much?"

"right."

They didn't see the factory gate at all. When they appeared in the car, they were already inside the factory. When we got off the bus, another seven or eight minutes passed. Who knew how big this factory was.

"It seems that we need to get the factory map." Ning Fan frowned and said: "The copper figures are made by people. This is clearly stated. So what should we check? What will be the key to customs clearance?"

Ning Fan thought of the note she found in the car. She spoke and put forward her own speculation: "Could it have something to do with leaving here?"

Liu Yan was unsure, "It's hard to say."

The survival time limit of this dungeon is 7 days. Today is the first day. I have to find the key to pass the level slowly.

Liu Yanlai said: "The factory has rules and regulations, but I haven't found them yet. You should also pay attention to them over there."

Ning Fan nodded, "Okay."

While they were talking, the players who had been cooking came back one after another, sat on the tables around them, and began to eat while holding back their nausea.

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