Su Que looked at Jiang He a few times and found that his eyes were a little red and swollen as if he had cried, but the person concerned didn't want people to see it, and the expressions on his face were very natural.

Knowing that he intended to hide, Su Que didn't dig deeper, she pointed to the task book on the task table, told him the task she wanted to take, and asked him if he would like to take it with her.

When she said this, her tone was extremely patient, after all, everyone has their own standards for taking on tasks, and it is inevitable that there will be people who do not want to take because the money is too little or the work is too boring.

No matter how she says it, she has a little friendship with Jiang He, and whether she accepts it or not depends on others, and it is not good to be a strong person.

Jiang He hung his head listlessly, as if he was a little absent-minded, Su Que said a lot of words, he didn't hear any of them, but vaguely understood that Su Que was going to do a task with him, and when Su Que asked him if he wanted to, he nodded subconsciously.

"Everything."

He replied pointedly, and then went back to his own business.

Seeing him like this, Su Que couldn't help but look at him again and opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything after all, he just took the task and called him to go to the manufacturing department together.

There are also very few people on the trail outside, only a few are scattered, walking along the edge of the bluestone road, and the cool wind blows through the pores on the face in the early morning, making the Lingtai a lot clearer.

When I passed through the area where the dormitory was located, I saw that many people on the road were hurrying to this side, and they had just come out of the dormitory, and they went to the hall to pick up the task, the white uniform was hastily put on the clothes, and there was a drowsiness in the eyes that had not yet retreated.

The distance between the manufacturing department and the manufacturing department is not very far, and Su Que took Jiang He to the door of the manufacturing department in a few minutes.

The manufacturing department looks much cleaner than the other departments, at least it does not use a wooden door as a hasty door like other departments, but is equipped with a solid large iron door, but even so, the hum of the machine there almost deafenes the ears of outsiders.

"Bah-"

Someone spotted them out of nowhere, so a well-guarded staff member came out and opened the big iron door.

Figures flickered from under the large light bulbs with high wattage, and at first glance, the number of people in the manufacturing department was more than twice as many as in other departments.

Su Que took the task list and explained the situation to the man, and watched him look at the task list carefully several times, and after making sure that it was absolutely correct, he asked them to wait from here, and he went to get the things to be sent.

After the man left, the iron door was not closed, and Su Que couldn't help but look in curiously, and found that the manufacturing department was indeed an extremely busy place.

There are rows of machines, a large pile of unknown metal to put together something oddly shaped, and the staff walks around these things, keeping the lights on and off.

They were all wearing masks and special uniforms, and only a few traces of hidden exhaustion could be glimpsed in their eyes, and the sound of occasional conversation had long been drowned out by the thick masks and the roar of machines.

The room was packed with men and cold machines, squeezing a large hall into a hut-like shape, and all that could be seen was human figures and shimmering metallic sheen.

Su Que felt that this place was very depressing for no reason, and the roar of the machinery was almost shattering her eardrums, just at this time, the man finally sent something, and two carts of silver-white blades were sent out.

The butterfly blades were scattered in the car, and because they were worthless things, the manufacturing department didn't pay much attention to them.

The man was relieved to hand over the cart to Su Que and Jiang He, and told them to remember to send the cart back, and then turned around and returned to his work, the iron gate slowly closed behind him, and the oppressive air was also isolated with this iron gate.

Su Que breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling that she really couldn't stay in such a place, if it weren't for the fact that she was assigned to the miscellaneous labor department in the first place, she estimated that she would be squeezed by the Comfort Company now.

- I don't know how 009 survived in the bathing room.

After getting the things, Su Que began to greet Jiang He, who was stunned again, and walked towards the guard department.

The sky was completely lit up, the bright sun shone on the ground, illuminating the bushes on the roadside green, the paths began to be hurried by people from various departments, and the bluestone road was full of various small carts.

The guard department is almost half of the comfortable company from here, so Su Que, who doesn't want to be too cold along the way, decides to pass the time by chatting.

But I don't know how it is today, Jiang He, who has always been lively, is a little lacking in interest in everything, and the topic has changed several times, but none of them can catch up with three or five sentences.

During this period, Jiang He almost hit a tree several times, and it was Su Que who helped him catch it in advance when he saw that the situation was not good, so as to avoid the tragic luck of overturning, but even so, Jiang He, who had apologized over and over again, was still distracted, and Su Que looked at his decadent side face, and his brows were about to be knotted.

The road they walked at work always ended quickly, and Su Que and the others stopped and stopped all the way, and finally reached the territory of the guard department.

It is also inaccurate to say that it is a territory, because the security of the guard department is extremely strict, so they can't enter the headquarters at all, but only hand over at a receiving point outside.

There were many carts that came with them, all of them came to deliver things, but because Su Que came early, he was the first in line.

The person in charge of the receiving point was a middle-aged strong man who seemed to have just come from the dormitory, a little sleepy-eyed and yawning.

He poked the probe, took Su Que's task list, glanced at the two carts of things, stamped the list, and went to start the receiving instrument.

Su Que pulled the cart in Jiang He's hand, put the two carts together, and pushed them under a large pipe as he requested.

Taking advantage of the fact that the person in charge activated the instrument, she blocked her body in front of the car, quietly carried a few butterfly blades in her arms, and then retreated calmly.

"Buzz—"

The apparatus began to start, and a strong gust of wind suddenly rose from the large tube, sucking all the contents of the cart into the tube, and then the air flowed into it, and was received by the people inside.

Su Que and Jiang He pushed back their cart, while the next person pushed the cart forward and let what they were about to deliver also be sucked in.

There are a lot of things that the guard department has to receive every day, at least the queue behind them can't see the edge, and the queue is thrown off three times before the start of work.

Su Que is now extremely glad that he got up early and took the task early, otherwise he would really not be able to grab the position.

Avoiding the bustling sea of people, Su Que looked at Jiang He beside him again, and after seeing that he was really still distracted, he finally let out a long sigh and couldn't help asking:

"Jiang He, is something bad happening?"

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