Yun Zhi's eyes were a little thoughtful - her number was '3010', and if the first digit of the number represented the workshop number, then Amelia and the young master were the workers of Workshop 2, and Sindri was the worker of Workshop 4.

Thinking of this, Yun Zhi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, looking at the progress of the main line without any fluctuations, it was almost disgusting.

This was something she had been a little puzzling about so far, and she didn't know what this copy was trying to do; In addition, this place belongs to the Western era, and many places are ignorant, which gradually makes her a little powerless.

However, the above thoughts are only for a moment, and she can only bury them in her heart for the time being, and wait to find a time to see if she can pull a few powerful allies; If she really can't do it, she will find another way, and she doesn't believe that she can only take the main line progress.

…

Everyone who was busy studying and 'listening to lectures' in the morning had some backaches, and Yun Zhi was also an eye-opener here-

This new workshop really made her can't help but admire, measuring its size with her eyes, about two old workshops, the floor tiles are polished, and about 100 control devices are neatly arranged together, each with a height of nearly two meters.

Such a scene reminded her of the scene she had seen here for no reason—the factories lined up one after another in an orderly manner, just as they do now.

At the corner, there is a silver-gray iron door that resembles an elevator, and when you look up, you can see the fluorescent board hanging above it—the fluorescent board is scattered enough to illuminate the entire workshop, but it is not dazzling.

The cold mechanical arms remained silently in place, like dormant lions, waiting for their owners to wake them up.

Such an almost shocking scene made Yun Zhi's breath stagnate—it was the time in the video game city that came up with such an idea.

It's a real tech paradise, and it's obviously a lot more advanced than here.

Yun Zhi exhaled softly, and after letting his emotions be relieved, he continued to observe the surroundings vaguely, while listening to the teachings of his predecessors - this kind of single-mindedness did not make Yun Zhi panic, but made her more comfortable like a fish in water.

- The new workshop was made up of members of four old workshops with Arabic numerals 1, 2, 3, and 4, and the number of people was at least 1,600 - but strangely, the number of workers here was even sparser than her previous workshop 3, about 100 people.

Among them, eight players officially gathered here, and she and the two in the same workshop, as well as the little girl named Ella, were workers in the same workshop before, and everyone listened to the tireless teachings of their predecessors; As for Amelia, the eldest young master, as well as Chloe and Sindri, the four of them were holding meetings in the workshop office on this floor.

Yun Zhi's sharp eyes saw a section of red sleeves distributed to the four of them by Mr. White Hat from the transparent glass, and the red sleeves seemed to have a golden medal on them.

By the time the four of them came out, their respective numbered nameplates had long since disappeared, replaced by the consul titles representing the various regions - Amelia Regional Manager No. 1, Shaman No. 2, Chloe Regional Manager No. 3, and Sindri Regional Manager No. 4.

Of the four, Amelia was the only one left behind, and the other three stepped onto the elevator and ascended.

The other players in the Workers' team were also obviously a little depressed, the most obvious of which was Jones and Pym, who had been fighting hard yesterday, and Pym, in particular, whose dissatisfaction was almost on his face.

Fortunately, he is also experienced in many battles, and he quickly adjusted his emotions, and he only found out when he was bored and secretly observed.

But the interesting thing is that after being dissatisfied and restraining his emotions, Pym suddenly realized, and seemed to suddenly understand something, looking at Amelia who was gradually walking towards the office, his eyes were faintly a little jealous.

When Yun Zhi first came here, he felt that this person had a big problem, and last night he made the first move seemed to prove this; Coupled with the observation of him just now, Yun Zhi felt more and more that this person must know something, at least what she didn't know now.

After figuring this out, Yunzhi's expression under the transparent goggles gradually became a little deeper, and he 'inadvertently' looked in the direction of Pym, and the corners of his mouth hooked lightly and smiled gently.

- And the protagonist Pym suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and he felt like he was being targeted.

I looked around and didn't find the owner of the sight, so I could only press it down for the time being and continue to listen intently to the teacher's speech.

…

Soon, the familiar bell rang, and everyone stopped to take notes one after another, and evacuated in an orderly manner and walked in the direction of the cafeteria.

Yun knows that he is like this, blends himself into the flow of people, and secretly looks for his own goal...

She didn't see Sindri, the manager of the fourth area at the top of the new workshop, standing in the bay window of the office, almost looking down at the rush of people below.

The body of the man at his feet curled up, so weak that he couldn't even cry out for help, and a blood-colored long blade was stuck in his heart—the blood gradually soaked the snow-white protective suit, like a blood-colored cold plum blooming in the snow...

The corners of Sindri's mouth pursed a gentle smile, but the leather boots stepped on the man's wound unhurriedly, lowered his eyebrows and admired the other party's embarrassed and painful expression, grinding the wound, and pulling out the bloody blade little by little—the paper man under his feet spasmed uncontrollably, the goggles had long been shattered, and his face was pale.

And it was none other than Jones, who had been in Area 1 before.

When he heard the bell, he also wanted to follow the crowd to the cafeteria for a delicious lunch to treat his rumbling stomach, but before he could leave, he was told to go to the fourth floor, that is, the fourth area, and said that the manager of the fourth area had come to him and asked him to go to the office.

At that time, he was very hesitant, worried that the other party was not good, and on the other hand, he was unconsciously secretly happy, after all, he was taken by the big guy to win in the last copy, although there were some terrible things about the first dungeon, but they were all magically solved one by one, and even his own 'inherent talent' column has a bright word 'lucky' - so he should have classified this time as a lucky power, so that the big guy player found him and chose to partner with him to take him fly!

- Until the time he met Sindri, he still thought so.

But what happened next was beyond his expectations - he was embarrassed by the other party like his owner teasing his pet, and finally was ground to the ground by a sharp blade.

During this time, he did not think about fighting back, but what made him despair was that no matter how fierce and hysterical his resistance was, he still could not escape the other party—Sindri looked at him with pity like a god on high; Like a demon in human skin, with a creepy gentle smile, it crushed the last line of defense in his heart little by little.

Piercing screams echoed throughout the office, but no one entered.

- No one can save him.

He could only curl up weakly on the cold ground, moving his body a little away from the man.

Jones's eyes were in a trance—for a moment, he wanted to be relieved.

Sindri took a good look at the bloody blade he had drawn, and carefully wiped it clean with the handkerchief he had with him, placing it back in the scabbard at his hand.

Leather boots on shiny, blood-stained tiles as they stepped towards Jones—walking like an innocent child to his beloved toy, a gentle smile still on his lips.

Jones's vision was vaguely aware of the other party's approach, but now he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand - in order to get away from the man, he crawled with his hands with difficulty, and his ten fingers were already stained with shocking blood.

Sindri's boots stomped straight on the wound of the other man, grinding against him - like tearing apart the dignity of the man under his feet little by little.

He admired Jones's already convulsed face with almost a condescending and pitying gesture, but the smile on his lips became more and more gentle.

Jones, who once couldn't help himself, didn't beg for mercy, but unfortunately in exchange for more brutal treatment from the other party - gradually, his plea for mercy was swallowed by him.

It was as if Sindri had finally had enough of the toys and wanted to get rid of him once and for all—but he didn't expect that the other party would attack him in a way that would end up together.

He smiled disdainfully, and the bloody blade pierced the other man's heart, and at the same time, a dagger with cold light pierced into his body—Sindri looked at Jones with a look of consternation, and he lowered his head in a daze, only to see the bloody hand stabbing something into his body.

Obviously, Jones was more seriously injured than himself, but the other party was stunned to hold on to his last breath, and almost frantically stabbed into the wound for the second and third times, until he no longer had the strength.

Before he completely collapsed, Sindri was still puzzled - why did Jones, who was already dying and dying, have the ability to kill him in an instant?

The two of them collapsed together in a pool of blood, blood splattered on the ground, and the smell of blood in the office was outrageous.

No one noticed that the blood had gathered under Jones's body little by little, slowly but steadily repairing his battered body...

…

Here, Yun Zhi was already sitting by the window, preparing to enjoy a meal of food-

I only heard the voice of the electronic texture suddenly sounded in my ears: [The player is playing the character - Sindri is dead, please continue to explore this dungeon and continue to work hard.] ］

Yun Zhi took a deep breath, his fingertips trembled faintly, and he was quickly covered up by her.

Quickly logged in to the virtual screen of the bracelet, and the column of 'survival of the people' was impressive-

[Survival: 7/8]

Yun Zhi's fingers gradually curled, and a monstrous wave seemed to be set off in his pale golden eyes—but soon, the wave strangely calmed down.

She held a fork in her left hand and a dinner knife in her right hand, and used the fork to deliver delicious food to her mouth as usual—very normal, just like the blue movements around her, and blended in very well.

Her brain was unusually calm at this time, and began to dissect this copy little by little-

First, when she first entered yesterday, she found that this dungeon was different from the previous one, no longer everyone gathered in a certain place and then entered the dungeon collection place together to explore, and everyone had a new identity given by the game, and even a new body.

Second, what kind of things would be avoided in the mouth of the former 'Carlo' girl? What exactly is Plum J here for? What does what you saw and what you experienced last night represent?

Third, is it really as simple as the number on the worker's body that exists and represents meaning? Why do you divide players into two groups of people who are 'workers' and 'stewards', and even give them red sleeves and badges?

Fourth, what exactly are blood-sucking parts, and why are they so weird? Is it true that the bells are just a hint of observance of the so-called 'rules of time'?

- If you don't comply, you will get lost here, completely assimilated by the copy?

- Do players with higher status have information gaps that they don't know about, just workers?

Fifth, what is the implicit meaning of Mr. White Hat's remark that "Director Phyllis's three-point request"? They are changing venues to re-learn what they have not been exposed to, the earth-shaking changes in the new workshop, the so-called four 'forbidden places'... Is there a strong clue to the progress of the dungeon's main story? Does yesterday's pollution have any other special meaning?

One last point –

Of the eight players, why would it be Sindri, the best and most obscure, who died, instead of Jones, who exposed himself early? What did he die for? What do the players with the title of 'Steward' know, and what does Pym himself know?

Thinking of this, Yun Zhi's eyes dimmed slightly, and there seemed to be something hidden in the inner pocket of the overalls - wait for a while to finish eating, and then find a place where no one is there to investigate carefully.

…

It's sunny, a remote part of the Phyllis Processing Plant—

She had stumbled upon it yesterday, a place that had been untouched for many years, and the ground had long since grown with weeds that were half a man's height and were green and yellow.

Yun Zhi found a quiet and undetectable corner, sat on the ground, leaned against the lime whitewashed wall behind his back, and took out something that had already excited him from his inner pocket—a piece of skin tissue.

Yun Zhi felt a little nauseous and couldn't swallow it, and finally just made a drop of blood drip in his mouth.

The smell of rust gradually spread in Yun Zhi's mouth, and similar things appeared in his mind like stop-motion animation-

The first time she saw it was snow-white, and then there were some shocking words that shocked her, and Yun Zhi finally picked and chose some of the most powerful news:

"There are two types of Class-E replicas:

The first is to report to each other, explore the dungeon together, and then escape the dungeon through 60% of the main story progress and get the corresponding rewards.

The second is to play a good game NPC, although the same as the first one still needs to explore the dungeon, but everyone has reached an unwritten idea here - here you can hunt players unscrupulously, to vent and relieve some of your own bloodthirsty madness, because hunting players here is not easy to find, and the black list will not be recorded here. ”

"And there are other ways to clear the second type of E-class dungeon - hunting a certain number of players, performing tasks assigned by your character's identity, and other obscure rules.

It can be said that most players who come to the second type of E-level dungeon will choose to hunt and kill players, after all, it is always difficult to find clues and reach a progress rate of 60%, and here you need to guard against all players except you and some hidden existence of the dungeon, finding clues will only be more difficult. ”

"The so-called 'hidden high play' with a first-line identity higher than other players does not enter according to the time specified by the game, but chooses to log in as a cruise ship copy and actively enters, such people are higher than players of the same level in terms of mentality, ability, and vision, and they will also make the game pay a little more - such as a higher status than them, more information obtained, and so on."

Yun Zhi walked out of the torrent of memory, closed his eyes and slowly calmed down his inner fluctuations caused by this information.

I'm tired... Writing so much in one sitting, my brain is going to explode

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