After Zhao Ke woke up, the little ghost who jumped off himself in front of him curled up in a ball, staring at Zhao Ke with fearful eyes.

Yes, he was in pain, the pain of feeling his body turn into char little by little, and every time he thought about it, it made him resentful.

Just to experience Zhao Ke's memory, the kind of thing that is more terrifying than death is actually a bowl of shredded porridge.

Thinking back to the images in my memory, the meat porridge that was forcibly poured down by others, including anger, sadness, irritability, despair, hatred, disgust, and other negative emotions, exploded in my mind, completely refreshing its understanding of pain.

Zhao Ke ignored this little ghost, and looked at Qi Liang beside him.

On everyone's head, the wizened doll hugged their heads tightly with their hands and feet, covered their eyes with their hands, covered their ears with their feet, and the slender tongue went down the mouth and then poked out of the nostrils.

That's how the lingering stench came about.

Everyone's faces showed a hideous and fierce light, and their expressions kept struggling, very painful, they were going through the torture that these little ghosts had experienced before they died!

And these little ghosts are closing their eyes at this time, greedily sucking the good memories of the host below them, and their intoxicated expressions are the same as those addicts in the big smoke house.

Even beside him, Zhao Ke's awakening turned a deaf ear.

"Phew!"

Suddenly, Zhao Ke frowned, thinking of the lingering stench before, it turned out to be like this, his stomach couldn't help churning, and he spat out a mouthful of spit.

Zhao Ke didn't care about Qi Liang and them, he walked to the little ghost curled up in the corner first, the soul devouring technique was activated, a mouth in the palm of his hand was opened, and the fat tongue "stabbed and stabbed" licked on the little ghost's head.

"In your memory, who is the last man's face?"

The thick tongue slapped the bare head of this little ghost, compared to the stench on this guy's body, what Zhao Ke wanted to know more was why Li Ye's face appeared in this little ghost's memory.

In the face of Zhao Ke's question, the little ghost kept scratching on the ground with both hands, but he still couldn't express what he meant

"Can't speak?"

Seeing that the little ghost seemed to be unable to express clearly, Zhao Ke simply didn't waste time with him here, only to see the thick tongue like a python, wrapped around the little ghost's neck, and sucking it into his mouth.

"Titicaca...... Bah! ”

After a chewing sound, a black life ball appeared in Zhao Ke's hand.

Putting this bead away, Zhao Ke looked at Qi Liang who was still obsessed with his memory, and waved his hand to slap these little ghosts on the ground.

Without these little ghosts, it didn't take long for Qi Liang and the others to gradually begin to regain consciousness.

"Oops!"

Onihime didn't know what she saw, so she suddenly threw her hands forward, and after a pounce, she suddenly woke up.

“？？ What's going on? Am I not dead? ”

Looking at the empty hands, Onihime couldn't help but wonder.

"Vomit ......"

At this time, several other people also struggled to wake up in their memories one after another, and their expressions suddenly became weird.

Especially the mouth, which has an astringent taste, makes them nauseous.

"Phew, this ...... What a smell of TM! The big worm had a bitter face, feeling that his mouth was like he had just experienced a hundred big men, wooden and sassy, and his tongue was about to be his own.

"Let's rinse our mouths."

Zhao Ke took out the water from the stamp book and handed it over, and at the same time pointed to the corpse of the imp on the ground and explained it to them.

The taste in his mouth had been cleaned up with the Collector's hand.

But after Qi Liang and the others woke up, Zhao Keke could no longer use the source hand.

As for whether the water can wash away the smell of corpses, Zhao Ke doesn't know.

After learning the truth of the matter from Zhao Ke, the faces of several people, including Qi Liang, flickered for a while, and even a rough ghost Ji couldn't stand it and lay on the ground and retched.

"It turned out to be a memory, no wonder my stamp album passive attribute is not activated." Qi Liang rinsed his mouth, but he had some enlightenment in his heart.

When the ghost woke up, he sat down on the ground, took water out of the book, and rinsed his mouth to get rid of the stench in his mouth.

After hearing the explanation of Zhao Ke, he nodded and said: "I saw something behind you from a distance, I wanted to remind you, but after shouting for a long time, you couldn't hear it." ”

"What were you running for?"

Zhao Ke was also very strange, at that time, the ghost was running for his life with a confused face, constantly activating the ability of the stamp, but they didn't see anything chasing him?

"You can't see it because you were blinded at the time, and I was really hunted down, but I can't tell what it is, anyway, it's very special."

Thinking back to what he had seen earlier, the ghost couldn't help but shiver all over his body.

"What's next, do you want to go in?"

Looking at the villa in front of her, Onihime asked.

"You guys go in, I want to go back to the factory."

Zhao Ke was not very interested in the villa, although he still had three clones in it, and he was in a state of disconnection, and he didn't even take back the soul he released.

But now, Zhao Ke has a very strong intuition, and the truth must be related to the refining factory under the six chimneys.

These imps brought them here, as if to cover up something.

"But since you're here, it's a waste of time to go back again, or ......"

Before Ghost Ji finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Ke and said, "No, I'll go alone." ”

As Zhao Ke spoke, he began to tidy up the clothes on his body to ensure that the gaps on his body would not float into the stone crystal powder, and then he was ready to get up and leave.

At this time, Qi Liang frowned, stepped forward to stop Zhao Ke and said, "Wait a minute, I'll go with you." ”

"Hey!"

Ghost Ji's expression changed slightly, Qi Liang shook his head and said: "No, I also think that there may be something in the factory, let's go and take a look, you go to the manor, if there is no danger, find a place to wait for us first." ”

"Let's go together!" Ghost Ji was a little worried, to be exact, she was not worried about Zhao Ke beside her.

Although Zhao Ke's appearance as an assistant chef, Oni Ji saw him cut open the corpse with his own eyes, put his hand in it, and was the first person to wake up, both in strength and ability, it was beyond expectations.

This makes Onihime inevitably a little uneasy, after all, the postman is a cannibalistic society.

Qi Liang rejected Ghost Ji's proposal and said, "That's too much of a waste of time, the two of us act in opposite directions simply and quickly." ”

Ghost Ji wanted to say something, but after being rejected by Qi Liang, he didn't say anything more.

After a group of people gathered together and discussed the plan, Zhao Ke and Qi Liang turned around and walked in the direction of the factory, and their figures walked farther and farther, gradually disappearing from everyone's sight.

"Buzz ......"

Push open the half-closed factory door in front of you.

Just like the scene before they fell into their memories, the corpse on the ground that had been disemboweled, by Zhao Ke, was still there.

"Huh! You see! Qi Liang suddenly pointed forward.

Zhao Ke noticed that there were two more lines of footprints on the ground, which seemed to follow them into the factory.

"Let's go inside!"

Zhao Ke's heart moved, and he carefully walked into the factory in the direction of the footprints, and in the dim factory building, the light from the outside shone in through the glass on the side of the factory, casting a layer of gray sand on the surrounding sight.

Because the inside of the factory is relatively closed, there is no trace of the footprints here.

Zhao Ke and Qi Liang looked for each other on the left and right, looking for them again according to the way they came in before, to see if they could find any clues.

Zhao Ke felt the direction and found the room he had searched before, but it was strange that he didn't find anything.

Before falling into the technique, the black shadow I saw was gone, and in this room, in addition to the sheets and quilts like garbage, there were some daily necessities.

Zhao Ke looked around here and went straight to another floor.

Generally speaking, this kind of old-fashioned factory office will often be in a more prominent place and at the upper level.

This not only highlights the position of the manager, but also monitors the work of the workers below, after all, there are no cameras in this era.

Zhao Ke followed this line of thought and quickly found an office on the third floor of the temporary expansion.

A very small room, surrounded by transparent glass, with a direct view of the situation below on the first floor, any corner, is not intended to be a great office environment.

The wooden tables and chairs were spotless, and Zhao Ke opened the cabinet, which contained a thick ledger, still written in pure English.

But this is not difficult for Zhao Ke, his English is not bad, he learned it with the old man earlier, in the old man's meaning: "If you don't learn some English, others can treat it as a fool when you go out." ”

Therefore, even if you are a chef, mastering one or even two foreign languages is a very important ability.

The content of the ledger is not unusual, but it mentions a conversion rate, which caught Zhao Ke's attention.

It seems that the factory machine can directly squeeze out the energy in the ore and turn it into synthetic crystal, but the conversion rate is about 47%.

In other words, only half of the energy in the ore is converted into synthetic crystals, and the rest of the energy is emitted as black smoke.

"Strange!"

Zhao Ke noticed that the conversion rate was not only not increasing year by year, but was declining year by year, from 69% to the highest, and on another page of the ledger, it had begun to propose to reduce the conversion rate to 40%.

Instead of improving, but actively declining?

Zhao Ke was a little dizzy when he saw this, such a move did not seem to be a way for a factory to pursue profits.

Putting the ledger away, Zhao Ke continued to rummage in other places.

Squeak......

Zhao Ke's ears suddenly moved, and there was a slight sound of the door shaking, which made Zhao Ke's hand movements suddenly pause, his body did not move, and he squinted and turned his face to look back.

I saw that the door didn't move, but Zhao Ke could hear a trivial sound outside the door, very slight, as if he was deliberately suppressing his movements.

Zhao Ke narrowed his eyes, slowly put his body against the door lock, and squinted his eyes to look out through the door lock.

It was dark at first, but as Zhao Ke looked carefully, his eyes gradually adapted to the darkness in the door lock, and he saw that behind the door lock, a black eye was staring at him quietly through the door lock.