Chapter 31 Dachang

The dim light on the wall shines on the big characters of the third workshop.

The factory is divided into three workshops. The first workshop is for processing raw materials, the second workshop is for processing, and the third workshop is responsible for shipments.

The uneasiness of entering the factory was relieved. Wen Shi and Ji Yuanzhi did not deliberately lower their voices when communicating. His answer gave the unscrupulous players a dose of reassurance.

Only the parties involved didn't know what they were laughing at. It was clear that the purity of their hearts was second only to their health, which was full.

Wen Shixin said: 100 points as a full score still limits my development.

Bypassing several large machines, workers from several large factories passed by pushing carts full of boxes of goods.One person was responsible for pushing in front, and the two were responsible for holding electric batons behind to guard against death. When they saw Supervisor Zhao, the three of them stood up and said hello.

Supervisor Zhao didn't look at them at all, his eyes kept focusing on the box, like a hungry person seeing a pot of meat that just came out, and his mouth is already salivating.

He took a deep breath, as if he wanted to smell the contents through the box, and after a while, he calmed down and said: "The purity of this batch of beauty spirit liquid is quite high, please don't steal it yourself, understand?"

The three employees all promised: "We must abide by the rules in the factory."

Supervisor Zhao nodded in satisfaction.

Wen Shi quickly glanced at the box, and there was only one line on it: Improved Meilingye.

When mentioning Meilingye, Supervisor Zhao couldn’t stop talking: “The factory sells three kinds of Meilingye, the first generation Meilingye, the improved version and the enhanced version of Meilingye.” When talking about the last one,He swallowed unconsciously: "The main feature of the enhanced version of Meiling Liquid is that it can be eaten, and the absorption effect is better."

The further you go in, the more obvious the smell is, and it's not easy for players to cover their noses and other actions. They are worried that they will violate the rules by mistake, so they can only hold their breath forcibly.Just when everyone was about to lower their heads, they finally arrived outside a room.

"go in."

In the dark and cramped room, the air does not circulate very well.

The interviewer was extremely thin, with blood vessels protruding all over his body, like someone who had been drained of blood.He sat proudly in the open space in the middle, and when he saw that there were only a dozen people, he frowned dissatisfiedly.

Supervisor Zhao hurried over and said a few words: "The drivers are polluted, and these are the only people left."

The interviewer had a straight face and said impatiently: "Okay, hurry up and interview, you go and get the things."

Supervisor Zhao went out to get things, the interviewer half-closed his eyes and said nothing, neither did the players, and the whole room was dead silent.After a while, supervisor Zhao brought a box, and when he opened it, there were exactly fourteen ampoules in it, and then he took out a handful of needles from his pocket, and the player immediately had an ominous premonition.

Overseer Zhao turned around and turned on the power without any warning. This lamp was not like the dim fluorescent lamp in front of it. In an instant, the too glaring light hit a table in front of it.The harsh lips of the interviewer under the stage opened and closed, and his tone was sharp: "Line in line, and the one whose name will be called will come on stage in a while."

After receiving the brochure respectfully handed over by Supervisor Zhao, the interviewer called out the first name: "Wang Li."

He pronounced it naturally as the name in the character setting.

A burly player stepped onto the stage. Earlier, he urged everyone to leave the tunnel and indirectly killed a player with fluorescent powder.

The interviewer directly announced the scoring rules: "This interview is divided into three questions, the first question is worth 50 points, the other two questions are 20 points each, and the mental outlook is 10 points."

There weren't too many questions, and Wen Shi could clearly hear Zhou Xiaochun's relieved voice beside him: "Fortunately, it's a question, not an answer sheet."

"..." What have you experienced?

Zhou Xiaochun had already given the answer directly: "There used to be a dungeon, a written test, which actually included advanced math and physics questions."

Wen Shi's expression was indescribable: "And then?"

Zhou Xiaochun glanced at Ji Yuanzhi: "Fortunately, the examiner is a monster, your father killed him."

"..."

'That father' Ji Yuanzhi seemed to hear what they said, squinted at them, and Zhou Xiaochun immediately shut up.

The interviewer asked the first question: "Are you a good person?"

The player's answer was ambiguous: "I occasionally take advantage of it, and I may not be a good person in the traditional sense."

"Thirty points." After reporting the score, the interviewer asked the second question: "What bad things have you done?"

"I don't remember everything." The player smiled honestly, hesitated for a while, and didn't dare to tell a big lie on this issue, so he randomly picked one that was not too serious in his memory: "I betrayed a friend once."

"Zero." The interviewer asked blankly, "What good things have you done?"

Hearing the zero score, the player's face was ugly, and he racked his brains to recall the good deeds he had done, and finally he barely uttered a sentence he did in reality: "I, I have donated steps for charity."

"Five points."

Finding that the whole process seemed to be unverified, the player quickly added nonsense: "I donated money."

"very."

The player didn't dare to talk too much nonsense, and after saying one more thing, he was sure that it was almost sixty points, so he shut up.

Just as he was about to step down, Supervisor Zhao suddenly appeared in front of him, the needle in his hand exuding a cold color: "Roll up your sleeves and reach out."

There were tiny beads of sweat on the player's forehead, and he felt that this was not a good thing.

Supervisor Zhao repeated again in a tone that could not be refused: "Stretch out your hand."

In just ten seconds, the player was already dripping with cold sweat: "This is..."

"If you don't cooperate any more, it will be regarded as voluntarily giving up the interview."

Not daring to refuse clearly, the player can only grit his teeth and do as the other party says.

Supervisor Zhao's needle technique was very rough, almost directly pushing the needle into the blood vessel. The player didn't care about this small sting, and just watched the unknown liquid inject into the body. This feeling is quite bad.The initial extreme tension passed, and gradually, his mood actually calmed down, his eyes were lax but peaceful. Overseer Zhao moved a stool, and the player sat on it blankly.

On the platform, there was a dazzling headlight on the player's head. The person sitting alone on the high platform didn't look like a candidate for a job, but more like a prisoner being interrogated.

After looking at the time, the interviewer asked the first question again: "Are you a good person?"

"No." Without the ambiguity just now, the player answered without thinking.

The interviewer zeroed his score on the first question, "What bad things have you done?"

"Killed a teammate, killed a few people, and molested the neighbor's child with a low IQ..." The player was already unconscious, and the bad things he did in reality were mixed with all the things in the dungeon.

Other players can't care less about gloating, not to mention struggling in the dungeon for a long time. Before being pulled into the dungeon, everyone is just living step by step. If they want to say good things, they can barely think of a few things.

Someone whispered: "Not only did I donate steps, but I also donated eggs. These are two good deeds."

"..."

This kind of self-deprecating joke can't relieve the tense atmosphere. According to the current situation, a good thing, even if it is a very small thing, can be converted into five points.pass.

Not surprisingly, the first player was judged to be unqualified for the interview.

The interviewer asked: "You have two choices, leave the big factory and wait for the bus, or stay in the factory, which one do you want to choose?"

The player looked dull: "Stay."

This was the subconscious answer. Subconsciously, he remembered Supervisor Zhao's words that if he stayed outside, he would be attacked by monsters.

There was a weird smile on the interviewer's haughty face, and he looked at Supervisor Zhao: "Take him to the cafeteria to help."

canteen.

Everyone thought of the pieces of meat in the chef's bucket, and when they saw the weird smile on the interviewer's face, they thought of something, and immediately felt nauseous.

"Wu Shu." The interviewer immediately called out the second name.

The player corresponding to this name is Tu Bianxi.

He walked onto the stage unhurriedly, showing no signs of nervousness.

Tu Bianxi answered the same three questions fluently.

"He's a good guy. He has done the worst things and spread rumors. He seems to have saved drowning children. He donates regularly every month..."

It sounds like nonsense.

Supervisor Zhao quickly sent him to the cafeteria, and gave him an injection when he came back. Tu Bianxi's muscles immediately relaxed and his eyelids drooped, but he didn't change his previous rhetoric.

Wen Shi exclaimed that it was wonderful, and there was actually someone who could talk nonsense more seriously than himself: "Could this be the legendary brainwashing technique?"

"He transferred part of his consciousness to the puppet doll." Ji Yuanzhi's eyes flashed, and he saw the clue.

The puppet doll's muddy eyes were shining with strange wisdom at this moment.

Tu Bianxi did so, and everything went smoothly, until suddenly there was a buzzing sound in his ear. At first he thought it was a mosquito, but the sound became more and more intense.

"Warning, your spiritual purity is declining."

The puppet doll's eyes rolled unnaturally, realizing that lying about good things would directly lead to a decrease in the purity of the mind, and telling a lie once would decrease the level of value.

Tu Bianxi didn't dare to make up any more random things. Anyway, the first question takes up the bulk, so passing the question shouldn't be a problem.

The final result was unsatisfactory, coupled with the mental outlook, the interviewer finally gave him 67 points.

"Lin Fei."

Ji Yuanzhi: "It's my turn."

He walked more calmly than Tu Bianxi, but when he passed the interviewer, he suddenly slowed down.

The interviewer frowned and was about to press, when Ji Yuanzhi said: "I am honored to be interviewed by you. To express my honor, please allow me to use my first month's salary to buy you a bottle of Meilingliquid."

Hearing this, the interviewer's expression was uncertain: "Are you bribing me?"

Ji Yuanzhi calmly explained: "The tradition in my family is that the first salary after joining the company should be used to buy gifts for respected elders."

The interviewer was very satisfied with this kind of flattery, and of course he was even more satisfied with Ji Yuanzhi's way.

After that, Ji Yuanzhi only answered the question once on stage.

Wen Shi sighed: "Krypton gold is really different."

The father of the gold master is mighty.

Ji Yuanzhi's strategy undoubtedly made the next player see hope, and he used the same method.

The interviewer knocked on the armrest of the chair twice, and the player's face froze. After reading the hint, he consciously increased the amount of Meiling Liquid from one bottle to two.

The game prompt sound appears:

"Attention, you owe the interviewer two bottles of Meiling Liquid, please pay it off before the end of the month."

At first, Wen Shi thought that the interviewer would open his mouth more and more as he went further, but later he found out that it was wrong. When the twin sisters came on stage one after another, the interviewer only asked for a bottle of Meiling Liquid.The player was asked for two more bottles.

Wen Shi was thoughtful: "It seems that it has something to do with the purity of the soul. If the value is higher, the effort will be relatively less."

"Aaron."

Finally it was Wen Shi's turn.

The previous player was extorted from three bottles of Meiling Liquid, he was not allowed to enter the factory, and the debt came first. When he passed by Wen Shi, he calmed down a little.Seeing someone who was about to suffer worse than himself, he suddenly felt that three bottles didn't seem to be a problem.

Wen Shi walked forward under almost everyone's attention, and kept walking when passing the interviewer, and the interviewer who was still waiting for him to fawn on him suddenly had a cold look in his eyes.

Wen Shi went straight to supervisor Zhao, and rolled up his sleeves, showing half of his fair wrist: "Give me a needle."

This newcomer will not come here at all. Thinking that he offended the interviewer, Supervisor Zhao didn't show a good face at all: "Follow the process, you go up first."

Wen Shi said seriously: "Believe me, it's good for us to get an injection directly."

"Call him." The interviewer said unhappily, and gave the newcomer zero points for his mental outlook on the spot.

Wen Shi watched the needle advance indifferently, and remembered the highlight scene when he gave the owner of the castle an injection. He knew it was not a fun thing, but he had to let some liquid into his body. The feeling of being dominated invisibly was not good..Later, the castle owner's worldview collapsed so violently and quickly, probably because of the awareness of being dominated.

The stronger the boss's awakening consciousness seems to be, the stronger it is.

Wen Shi could no longer think about the questions that followed, he felt his whole body floating in the clouds, his breathing gradually became difficult, his consciousness was ups and downs, as if he had entered a strange standby state.

-"Are you a good person?"

-"have no idea."

- "What good things have you done?"

Wen Shi was silent for a while, and when the interviewer was about to give zero with a sneer on his face, he slowly said:

"I have helped the police destroy criminal dens three times, and I go to the orphanage as a volunteer every month. Although I live in poverty, I will have a fixed amount of money to donate. In college, I prevented my roommates from falling into the trap of naked chatting three times. In the first semester, I was awardedThere are thirteen rewards for citizens’ bravery, and the actual number of bravery is seventy-two. Every week, I will set aside one day to go to public places to correct uncivilized behaviors such as jumping in line and smoking…”

Wen Shi raised his face slightly, with the overly strong light on his head, his whole body was covered in the light, and his face shone with kindness.

Do good every day.

In the nearly three years that he made the promise, Wen Shi earnestly implemented this principle, and only gave himself a holiday on the Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day. Last year, because of the leap year that occurs every four years, he did one more thing.

After entering the dungeon, he relaxed his enforcement of this clause, but Wen Shi would do it as long as conditions permit, and praising the blood bride before death and the report letter is a good example.

The audience below all stared wide-eyed, and some couldn't help but pinch themselves, wondering if they had entered the illusion inadvertently, otherwise there would not be such an outrageous picture as before.

However, twenty minutes later, Wen Shi was still pouring out the good things he had done.

From being unbelievable at the beginning to now, the player only has one feeling: Is he finished?

Supervisor Zhao's legs were numb from standing, and he finally understood what Wen Shi's phrase was for your own good. If he asked the question twice, it would be dark by the time the answer was finished.

After being injected with something similar to veritaserum, Wen Shi continued tirelessly talking about good people and good things: "I also went deep into the MLM organization to secretly take evidence. Oh, that was an unforgettable experience. This organization is actually related to the transnational trafficking of contraband..."

Tu Bianxi's expression was indescribable, and finally he couldn't take it anymore and asked Ji Yuanzhi, "How old is he?"

Ji Yuanzhi made a rare reply: "It looks like he's in his early twenties."

Tu Bianxi frowned so much that he could strangle a fly. He deeply suspected that Pei Wenwei used some method to brainwash himself, but even so, a lie is a lie after all, and the purity of the other party's heart should decline like his own.right.

Veritaserum has a limited duration, forty minutes passed, Wen Shi's voice was hoarse when he spoke, and his dizzy pupils gradually regained their luster.

Under the stage, the interviewer changed his previous prejudice and rushed forward excitedly, the only thin muscles on his face kept twitching, he excitedly held Wen Shi's hand: "...that's great, you are the one I'm looking forYes, the spokesperson of a beautiful heart! Quick, come with me to see the factory director!"