Migrant workers who entered the system refused to work overtime

Whirlpool Unicom customs inspection, after the inspection is correct, Chen Tong and Xiao A will be brought directly to the performance control team.Chen Tong was working hard on mental construction, but he didn't dare to let go of his ears.

It was Xiao A who copied the data.

[HE-996, the project is rated four stars, the timeline is reset once, the success rate is 80%, and the reward is 8000 Haiying. It has been credited, please check it. 】

Chen Tong and Xiao A looked at each other, oh well.

"Only once? Obviously four times."

"The fusion of timelines will also cause time-space resets. It is estimated that the number of resets will be partly offset by the fusion of No. [-] and No. [-] lines, which is a good thing."

Chen Tong's footsteps were light when he was hit by this big good thing, and he couldn't help but say that he was going to give Xiao A a rubbing.Little A was in high spirits at first, but when he arrived at Tianping Bridge, his words faltered.

"Let's just say goodbye, why don't we save some money?"

"What's the point of having a meal after working so long?"

"Then let's look elsewhere."

Chen Tong turned around belatedly, "Ah, what's wrong with you?"

Little A stopped by the data bridge and continued to waste time.

There are many projections of taskers on the Tianping Bridge, shadowy and shadowy crossing the bridge together, it is truly dreamlike.Chen Tong knew that little A had a stubborn mouth, and was ready to fight it.

The two stood at the ferry for too long, causing straight passers-by to give way.Seeing that little A was really unwilling to lift his foot, Chen Tong set his sights on the Tianping Bridge in front of him.

There must be something wrong...

Since A-sang doesn't say anything, just grab a passerby at random.

She curiously knocked on one of the dialogue windows, and the disturbed passers-by seemed taken aback.

"Hello, where are you?"

"Bidding for the heroine dungeon, let's watch the excitement." The phantom, who couldn't see the men and women clearly, revealed the gossip with a smile, "I heard that the heads of all groups have arrived, I guess this one is good."

Chen Tong rubbed his head, "Heroine is good, what's your background?"

"I heard it's a medieval witch book. I don't know what tricks the negotiators have done on this subject. If you are curious, you can go to the central database to check it. If you are snatched by the person in charge of your family, you should plan early. Hey, the time is short Good morning, let’s go quickly.”

Chen Tong sent Xu Ying away nonchalantly.

"Is it so popular?"

"Bidding is not about the text itself, but the negotiator behind it. The more sought-after the negotiator has more power to speak, and the entrustment of general weight will not open the bidding."

Little A spoke coolly from behind.

Each group is comparing both openly and secretly, among which the most gunpowder smell is the HE group and the BE group.For them, it is very worthwhile to sell temporary benefits in exchange for other gains.

Chen Tong also wanted to watch the fun.

But Little A didn't want to.

Chen Tong felt that he couldn't resist it, so he gave up the idea.Just as the two of them jumped into other parallel layers and finally queued up and were about to feast, the sad news was that the news arrived even though it was late.

The contact channel of 753 was cast on the screen under the dark sky, and the distorted face looked as if it had been burned through the red firelight.Chen Tong subconsciously wanted to block it, and Xiao A, who was eating electronic smoke, hurriedly pushed her down, "What are you panicking, no one can see the one-way security panel except you."

It explained the principle behind it. Although Chen Tong couldn't understand it, he felt relieved when he saw that the reactions of the people around him were normal.

"Damn it, I was tricked by the grandsons of the BE group." 753 was furious, and his blood pressure was not low. He took a sip of corn silk tea and told himself to stay calm.

"What's wrong bro?"

"The old thieves in the BE group knew from the very beginning that the price of this order was extremely low, and after arguing and talking, they finally gave up the price. Damn it, the work was done for nothing and became our group."

False business war: picking peaches;
The real business war: nonsense.

Chen Tong took a bite, "Ah, here."

Selectively filter out the twists and turns of 753 and the leader of the BE team. Chen Tong, a beater, is most concerned about compensation.With layer after layer of allocation, the task person can get even less, and it is unknown which unlucky person will take this book.

After pretending to chat with his boss for a while, Chen Tong almost told his boss that he was determined to spit on the be group from now on. 753 was very satisfied with her realization, and told her to open up and eat, and just send him the bill.

Chen Tong was naturally happy.

But she thought she'd be happier if there wasn't another email coming back with the invoice.

"To HE-996: Response to the first-level dispatch order of the HE group, a new task has been sent, please check and receive it."

……

Chen Tongmu, who was holding the pancake, smoothed out the meat skewers in the pancake with a straight face, and chewed it with great force.

Co-authoring is a grand banquet.

"This book is very controversial." Xiao A marked the target text, "Witch Trials... hanged and burned, this author really dared to write."

Chen Tong has also heard about the filth and chaos in the early and middle ages, but he didn't expect that the next step would be to be a witness to that dark history.It would be fine if the simple foreign language cookies were paid less, but what is the Middle Ages?
It was a dynasty when even the entire Palace of Versailles could not find a toilet, it was an era when plague was prevalent and cholera was frequent, and it was an era when even the Pope declared that "ignorance is the mother of faith and piety"!

"Bloodletting and enema can cure all diseases, perfume, arsenic and cream crack the skin, indulgences cannot redeem civilians and slaves, and heretical books cannot support science and civilization... Ah, this is real cowhide."

Chen Tong turned on the screen, and the history of hot eyes was really unacceptable.The more she knew, the less conducive to her psychological construction, so she took a deep breath and opened the task text.

The story tells the story of a real witch who infiltrates a group of false witches who are put on trial to revolutionize the world.The author seems to be very concerned about the "witch trials" in the Middle Ages, so that he added an idealized "knife", that is, the heroine, to the existing historical facts as appropriate, so as to practice for him "If you blame me, then I will be guilty of the crime" argument.

False witches are mostly weaklings pushed out to kill for no reason.In a chaotic dynasty, even if someone did something indescribable to the goat, it could be said to be seduced by the devil; in the same way, once someone insists that the victim is a witch, in line with the principle of "would rather kill than let go", The executioners will unite with the foolish people to shout for justice, and in turn send the "source of disaster" to the execution ground.

Immersed in such an environment since childhood, the heroine was born paranoid and cruel. The orphan girl who had no one to guide took a lot of detours under the instigation of caring people.

These detours made it extremely difficult for the heroine to "wash white" in the later period, so that later readers complained that the "wicked girl" became the author's double standard of "Mingjun".

But the author sat very still, unshakable by outside voices at all, and even wrote more smoothly.

After Chen Tong finished flipping through the condensed task text, he couldn't help but sigh, "Aside from other things, these people who were judged are really miserable."

The perpetrators huddled among the crowd, watching them die on flames and ropes.Is it possible for a soul who died with pain and unwillingness to pass the "just" soul trial?

It doesn't matter, the dead are always no match for the living, just like this stigma that can no longer be washed away.

Looking for historical references, I feel that the Middle Ages are really not for people. The more I write, the more I feel that the heroine is playing a survival game...