Three o'clock in the morning.

The sand technician staggered towards the dormitory building.

He finished his day's work as early as midnight, but I don't know if it was because he drank "Fan Meng" yesterday afternoon, he didn't even remember yesterday's work, but he just listened to the peacock's prompt sound and knew that it was time to get off work.

The sand technician scratched his head in some annoyance.

He thought it was strange, but he didn't care that much.

For a technician like him, the daily job is to dissect cadavers, autobodies, autopsies...... Anyway, it's the same every day, and it's normal not to remember the details.

The only thing that made him care was that he miraculously got an A-grade job evaluation yesterday.

I remember more than ten years ago, when Technician Sha just came out of the nursing home, he was still a "dentist", following an old dentist to repair cavities.

But the good times didn't last long.

The development of humanized AI is so fast that it seems that it has only been a few years before it has developed to the point where it can replace doctors to operate on patients.

Unskilled tasks such as repairing tooth decay are being replaced.

The sand technician is unemployed.

But the good thing is that he is still young and has some talent in the field of surgery.

After two months of studying at the study institute, he was offered a new job.

He is a proctologist who specializes in hemorrhoidal excision surgery.

But two months later, he was unemployed again. A new type of medical robot has learned to perform hemorrhoidectomy.

Sand Technician re-entered the Academy.

A few years ago, Sand Technician was in different jobs and learned a lot of miscellaneous techniques.

Seven years ago, when the human cadaver processing plant was established, he was selected by Peacock to enter the processing factory and become a technician specializing in human organ harvesting.

It was only at this point that the trajectory of the sand technician's life stabilized.

As for the old dentist who taught him the technique of tooth decay repair a long, long time ago?

The sand technician is about to forget about him...... Originally, he thought he was about to forget about him.

Until entering the corpse processing plant.

The sand technician was shocked to find that the old dentist who had worked in the dental clinic for half his life, and only repaired cavities every day, was actually in the processing factory.

The old dentist became a lowest-level Class D corpse transporter.

This is a very normal thing.

The old dentist only repaired cavities in his life, but now no one needs him to repair cavities - mild cavities can go to a fully automated dentist station, where a medical robot will complete the repair; Severe tooth decay can be extracted and a new, healthy tooth can be replaced.

What's more, he was so stupid that he didn't learn anything new in the academy, so he had to be assigned to carry corpses.

The sand technician looked down on him from the bottom of his heart.

So he didn't say a word to the corpse carrier, he didn't tell anyone about their acquaintance, and he always pinched his nose and walked away every time they met.

After all, their current status is completely different.

If it is known that he is a technician, but there is a "teacher" who is a corpse carrier with a foul smell, it would be too embarrassing, right?!

As for the old dentist...... The corpse bearer seemed to recognize him.

Because during a meeting, the other party had shown a little happy expression, but after the sand technician sternly scolded him to "get out", he never spoke to him again.

It's quite interesting.

Over the past few years, Sand Technician has been working hard, learning and growing along the way, and has now been promoted to "Organ Harvesting Technician" for Class C talents.

You must know that in this cadaver processing plant, the C-class "organ harvesting technician" is the mainstay, the B-class only has a few department heads, and the A-class "company manager" is only the general manager.

Sand Technician originally thought that he had already won a C-level evaluation, but now it seems that if he can maintain a super high business level in a psychedelic state, then it may not be impossible to become a Class B and Class A personnel.

He began to look forward to the future.

And blame his success on the outburst in a psychedelic state.

So after work, he went to the Hi Bar to drink a few cups of "Fan Meng", and stayed in that wonderful world of pleasure until the early morning of the next day, before staggering back to the dormitory.

The sand technician has always complained about the layout of the processing plant's dormitory.

Because a C-class talent of his status, although he already has the right to occupy a set of two-bedroom and one living room in the dormitory building, he still has to share the entrance hall and elevator with the D-class "corpse carrier".

As a result, many times, he had to meet the stinky corpse carriers, walk the way they walked, and take the elevators they took.

Disgusting to death.

And what's even more disgusting is ......

As the sand technician walked, he suddenly felt as if he had kicked something.

He looked down, and in the dim moonlight, he saw a small, four-limbed thing with a long hair and a long tail.

Yes, that's the most disgusting thing. The sand technician thought.

There are still people who have pets in the dormitory.

He hated this stuffed stuff the most.

Old Dentist ...... The corpse transporter also had a dog.

The sand technician knows.

The black and white shaggy puppy was grabbed by the neck by him, thrown downstairs, and fell to his death.

Of course, he didn't know that the dog was raised by the corpse carrier, but he just thought it was too much of an eyesore, so he just got rid of it.

It was a long time before he saw the corpse bearer appear downstairs, holding the cold dog corpse and crying...... He knew what he had done.

But what does it matter?

He just killed a dog.

Kill an orphan animal with no breed, no pedigree, no value, and no injection of a chip, a leash, and a muzzle in accordance with the Pet Control Act.

There is no need to pay compensation for damage to other people's belongings.

Even the peacock was silent about it.

So, what does it matter?

Sand Technician had always thought so.

…… Until today.

He saw a black animal appear at his feet, as if it were a dog.

At the same time, the sand technician also smelled a foul odor that seemed to emanate from the dog.

Disgusting to death!

Which animal was raised by the corpse carrier? Only they would be like this, a stinky nest!

What's more, they actually let this thing appear in the elevator?!

The sand technician's face was distorted.

He glanced quickly at the floor—the elevator had just gone up to the eighth floor.

So he casually pressed the 9th floor.

The Sand Technician's residence is on the 61st floor.

This is the pattern of the dormitory of the processing plant, the lower floors are a large shop for more than a dozen people, the higher the up, the better the room, and the higher the level of the occupants.

At the same time, each person also has their own permissions.

Those on the upper floors can go to the lower floors - although most of the time they don't go, but not the other way around.

The sand technician endured his nausea, slowly bent down, and stretched out his hand to the dog: "Dog, dog? ”

(End of chapter)