"Where are you going?" The wildfire factory, at the entrance to the inner area of the factory, was stopped.

A factory cannot be easily infiltrated, because it is always easier to destroy it from the inside.

In particular, the internal area of the plant, where the power core and energy transmission pipelines are located, is strictly off-limits.

Cluster-level factories are so large that they don't just have one shell, but usually have four to six shells, protecting the increasingly important locations within the factory.

Between each floor, there is an extremely strict security check, so it is not easy to penetrate.

The first five floors have access to the first five floors, and only the central area where the factory owner is located cannot be entered.

When he returned, the four guards were still there, but one of them seemed to be slightly different.

This is a hammer man, but the armor on his body looks empty, and the body under the armor looks thinner.

The soldier in charge of the inspection had a serious face and checked the identities of the five people very carefully.

When he reached the last person, his hairs stood on end, but in the end, the guards didn't say anything, nodded and waved away.

After walking through the inspection passage, he was covered in white sweat and almost soaked his back.

"You're in, too, where do you want to go next? Don't leave my body easily......" Kou Qian turned his head, wanting to tell Qianwu two words.

But the moment he turned his head, he found that only the three guards from before were left behind him.

Qianwu is gone.

"This guy...... Where did it go? He looked left and right, and several guards next to him were also dumbfounded.

Was this guy still around? Why did it suddenly disappear?

Don't...... Is this guy a ghost?

Kou Qian felt that his back was hairy, and then he thought about the consequences of bringing others in, and it was even more trembling.

"Count...... Forget it, it's better if he's gone! ”

I'll just pretend that nothing has happened!

Like an ostrich burying its head in the sand, Kou hurriedly left with his guards.

After he left, in the dark corner next to him, Qianwu didn't know where he came out.

He raised his head, surveyed his surroundings, and silently recalled the map he had gathered.

"According to the information I got before, the slaves traded by the Calamity Factory and the Wildfire Factory should be on a production line on the second floor......

"It's just that this factory is too big, I'm afraid one person, I don't know how long it will take to find it."

Qianwu whispered to himself, and then his figure gradually split, splitting into two, two into four, and four into eight......

Zhuang Buyuan's "next appointment" has the ability to manifest the soul, and all the people who have been erased by him can be manifested by him.

When he was on Earth, he had wiped out countless people, and during this time, he had wiped out countless people, so to speak, he alone was a legion.

A figure ran quickly along the narrow and dark passage of the factory, and finally only a figure stood in place.

That's the ontology of Zhuang not far away.

He silently distinguished the direction around him, identified a certain direction, and the cloud golden boots under his feet moved, turned into a golden streamer, and flew out.

"Who?" Seeing the golden streamer, one of the guards turned to look.

But there was nothing in the hallway.

In the distance, a faint golden light, like a firefly, flashed away.

……

Like other Cluster Factories, Cluster Factories have a myriad of outputs and production lines.

The more important the production line, the closer it is to the core of the plant.

This part of the production line on the second floor is mostly used to maintain the operation of the factory itself, producing some replacement parts, consumables and so on.

Even the slaves in the factories are divided into three, six, nine and so on, and these factories on the periphery are the kind that are particularly unpopular.

Most of the production lines are old, and the working environment is extremely bad.

Production line 23 is a factory specializing in the production of shell guards, this production line, operating 24 hours a day, to maintain the wear and tear of the wildfire factory, the entire production line, about four or five billion slaves.

Of course, the so-called "production lines" of the factory owners are completely different from those on Earth.

For the earthlings, this is probably a super-giant factory.

The production line was long, and the slaves who kept it running lived near it, gathering in several narrow "streets".

At this moment, on the corner of the street, several people quietly met in the dark.

“1、2、3、4、5……”

After a few people met, they first counted the number of people to each other, and then chuckled in their hearts.

"President Jia, where's Soos?" One person asked.

"He's already surrendered." The man known as President Jia sighed and looked overhead.

As he raised his head, a faint light in the distance shone on his face, revealing his haggard and thin sideface.

Jia Yelian, who used to dominate in the virtual city, was a slightly chubby middle-aged man before, but now he is too thin.

His eye sockets were sunken, but their eyeballs bulged out, like a skeleton if he didn't look closely.

Silence, long silence.

This small group, called the "Earthlings Self-Help Association", used to have fifteen initiators, but then there were fewer and fewer of them.

Some people can't bear the fusion of the environment and end up depressed.

Most of them, however, have defected and become loyal lackeys of the factory owners.

The earthlings do not have the keen sense of smell of the Sunrian people, the terrifying vision of the three-pupil people, the endurance of the hammer people, and even the pitiful strength of the poor people, and their bodies are so fragile that they are outrageous, but they have extraordinary talents that cannot be ignored.

Incredibly powerful learning ability and exceptional plasticity.

This power will not be buried anywhere.

The previous owner of the factory was terminally ill, and the whole factory was running according to inertia, so they were still slaves.

And there's no doubt that here at the Wildfire Factory, they're being unearthed a little faster.

When the first "traitor" of the "Earthlings Self-Help Society" appeared and received a badge from the factory owner, breaking away from the status of a slave and becoming a servant of the factory owner, the group involuntarily split.

More and more people, giving up their persistence and willingness, swore allegiance to the factory owners, and then took away batch after batch of earthlings.

And they will also go back and advise others: "Now that the times have changed, the one on the earth no longer works, why not change it as soon as possible and adapt to the times, this is the wise thing to do." ”

"The factory owners are so powerful, what is there to be ashamed of serving them?"

"Do you still want to go back to Earth? You have also seen what has become of the earth. ”

"Do you really think that Zhuang will come to save you not far away? You see, factory owners, how powerful are they, do you think Zhuang is not far from being more powerful than them? ”

This language is very convincing.

And even more convincing than words is the brutal truth.

Those earthlings who have surrendered, their lives can be said to be free of food and clothing, food and clothing, except that there is no freedom, and the life of the rats that night before, there is too much difference.

And they are still struggling in this darkness, tormented by painful labor every day.

At every gathering, there will be fewer people.

And now, all the outsiders are gone.

Jia Yelian's gaze swept over everyone, and he only saw a few familiar faces.

They are all from the Void City, or the faces that were the first to come into contact with the owner.

They have seen Zhuang Buyuan create too many miracles, overcome too many difficulties, and do too many impossible things.

But...... Can Zhuang not far really cross such a long distance and find them?

In the beginning, they were still hopeful.

But now that the more you know about the factory owners, the slimmer that hope becomes.

No way...... Even if it's the owner, it's impossible.

"Lao Jia, what are we talking about today?" In the silence, someone finally spoke.

Issues?

To be honest, Jia Yelian has no energy to raise the issue.

Recently, the work has become more and more arduous, and the factory has squeezed them to the limit, and their several times of resistance and passive resistance have been directly defeated.

They have little power left to protect their companions and followers.

"I think...... Those guys took it upon themselves to strike us. Jia Yelian said, "Let's think about countermeasures and how to deal with their blows." ”

"How...... Cope? Everyone's attitude is negative and sad.

"They know us well, they have countless times more resources than we do, and they have a lot of force in their hands, how do we deal with it?"

"We earthlings have always been experts in civil wars, outsiders in foreign wars, and we are the most skillful in dealing with our own people."

"I thought, is it time for us to change our strategy?"

"How do you change your strategy?"

"We join them? And then find a way to disintegrate them from within? ”

"You can't succeed in this way! Don't you know what the so-called joining represents? The kind of badge of the factory owner that allows you to enforce all orders at the cost of a complete loss of freedom......"

"But freedom is also relative, are we free now?"

"Even if I die, I don't want to carry out orders I don't like!"

"If it were just me, I would have chosen to die, but we still have hundreds of millions of people here, and we are responsible for them. We give them false hope all day long, will the owner really come to our rescue? ”

"Yes, it will......"

Before the topic began, everyone started arguing.

Jia Yelian listened to their noise, and he felt that this might be the last rally.

"Owner, we can't hold it anymore...... Hurry up and show up. ”

In the darkness, he closed his eyes and let out a low sigh as he wandered across the pitch-black ground.

His voice seemed to be pleading, as if asking, "We've been waiting for you for so long, where the hell are you......"

"Behind you."

"Whew!" The sudden sound from behind scared Jia Yelian almost urinated, even in the factory with great gravity, he still jumped three feet high and jumped into the arms of a person opposite.

"Hey, what are you doing, Lao Jia? You don't want to do it, and you can't throw a hug on me. ”

"Ahem, who!" Jia Yelian hurriedly jumped down and turned his head suddenly, "There are other people here, there are traitors among us!" ”

"What who? Of course it's me. Zhuang didn't go far and took a few steps forward.

The light next to him, shining on his face, was half-bright and half-dark, which looked a little scary.

"Owner? How did you suddenly appear and scare people to death! Seeing this face, Jia Yelian was angry.

When is it, it's still scary behind other people's backs, you kid, you.

"You told me to show up soon." Zhuang is not far away.

"Then you can't be behind someone like that!"

"I've been standing behind you for a long time, and when you ask me where I am, I'll be kind enough to tell you if it's okay." Zhuang is not far away.

I've met all your requirements, why are you so hard to serve!

"What do you want from me?" He was still very aggrieved.

If he hadn't known that he couldn't beat Zhuang not far away, Jia Yelian would probably have to rush up with a slap.

"Wait, wait, old Jia!" The person next to him grabbed Jia Yelian, "Look, it's the owner!" It's the owner! ”

That's the most important truth!

Zhuang is not far away!

Why are you patronizing and arguing!

"Owner!" Jia Yelian suddenly struggled to break free of the restraint of the person next to him, rushed up again, and then threw himself into Zhuang Buyuan's arms, crying profusely, "Zhuang master, you are finally here, finally here, woo woo woo woo ......"

"Lao Jia, calm down, I will definitely come, you used to be a villain, okay, take out some of the villain's calmness." Zhuang didn't know how to comfort him, such a big man, crying in his arms, what should he do?

Waiting online, it's in a hurry.

Before Jia Yelian was pushed away, others also pounced.

Six or seven men hugged each other, and the picture was too beautiful to look at.

"Okay, okay, tell me about the current situation, how many people are on this level? Where are the others? I'm here to get you out. "Zhuang is not far away.

Serious matters matter, no matter how many feelings need to be vented, it is not as important as saving people, Jia Yelian hurriedly wiped away his tears, a smile appeared on his thin face, and grinned: "Owner, there are still 250 million people on our floor, how can we go?" When to go? ”

"So little? What about the others? ”

Zhuang estimates that the wildfire factory also has at least 1.5 billion people.

"Others...... Hmph, everyone else betrayed! Leave them alone, we'll go on our own! ”

"What's going on?" Zhuang Buyuan hurriedly asked.

After listening to Jia Yelian, Zhuang was silent for a long time.

"Anyway, I'm going to try to get them out. In such an environment, it is not wrong for them to struggle to survive, it is also a survival strategy. Zhuang Buyuan is half explaining Jia Yelian, and half is explaining himself, "However, before that, I will rescue everyone first." ”

"Ready? We're going home. "Fupin Chinese