Almighty Manor

"Master, where are you going?" Ye was stopped at the entrance of Yehuo Factory, the area inside the factory.

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

Especially the inner area of ​​the factory, which is where the power core and energy transmission pipelines are located, is strictly forbidden to enter.

The cluster-scale factory is so bulky that it doesn't just have a shell, but usually has four to six shells, protecting the more and more important locations inside the factory.

Between each floor, there are extremely strict security checks that cannot be easily penetrated.

寤 貊 With the first five levels of access, only the central area where the factory owner is located cannot enter.

At first he left the inner area with four factory guards and went to the Happy Factory. When they returned, the four guards were still there, but one of them seemed to have a slightly different body.

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

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

When it was the last person, the scallops of hair grew up. Fortunately, the guards still said nothing, nodded, and waved to let go.

After passing through the inspection channel, his white hair was sweating, and his back was almost soaked.

"You have also come in, where do you want to go next? You don't want to leave me easily ..." He turned his head and wanted to say a few words.

But the moment he turned his head, he found that there were only three previous guards behind him.

Qian Wu is gone.

"This guy ... where has he been?" Zou Zuogupanpan, the guards beside him were also stunned.

Where was this guy just now? Why did you suddenly disappear?

Isn't this guy a ghost?

I felt that my back was hairy, and then thinking about the consequences of bringing in someone else, it was a battle.

"Forget it ... forget, it's better that he's gone!"

I pretended that nothing happened!

It was as if the ostrich had buried its head in the sand, and Haw hurried away with his guards.

After he left, Qianwu did not know where he got out of in the dark corner next to him.

He looked up, looked around, and silently recalled the collected maps.

"According to previous information, the batch of slaves traded by the Calamity Factory and the Wildfire Factory should be on a production line on this second floor ..."

"It's just that the factory is too big, I'm afraid I can't find it alone."

Qian Wu whispered to himself, then his figure gradually split, divided into two, two into four, and four into eight ...

Zhuang's "next appointment" has the ability to realize the soul, and all those who have been obliterated by him can be revealed by him.

When he was on the earth, he had wiped out countless people, and during this time, he has wiped out countless people. It can be said that he is an army.

A figure ran fast along the narrow and dark channel in the factory, and finally there was only one figure standing in place.

That is Zhuang not far.

He silently distinguished the direction around, and identified a certain direction. The cloud and gold boots under his feet turned into a golden streamer and shot out.

"What?" Seeing the golden streamer, a guard turned and looked over.

But there was nothing in the corridor.

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

...

Like other star cluster factories, star cluster factories have countless outputs and production lines.

The more important the production line, the closer to the core of the factory.

In this part of the production line on the second floor, most of them are 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 and nine, and these peripheral factories are the ones that are particularly unseen.

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

The No. 23 production line is a factory specializing in the production of shell protection boards. This production line is started 24 hours a day to maintain the wear and tear of the wildfire factory. The entire production line has about 450 million slaves.

Of course, the so-called "production lines" of factory owners are completely different in scale from the earth.

To Earth people, this is probably a super big factory.

The production line is long, and the slaves who maintain the production line live near this production line and gather on several extremely narrow "streets".

At this moment, at 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 each other, and then heaved in their hearts.

"President Jia, what about Soos?" One asked.

"He has surrendered." The man known as Chairman Jia sighed and looked over his head.

When he looked up, the faint light in the distance shone on his face, revealing his emaciated side.

Jia Yelian, who was once in the fierce city, was a middle-aged man who was slightly fat, but now he has lost weight.

His eyes were sunken, but his eyes were protruding, and he didn't look closely, like a skull.

Silence, long silence.

This small group, called the "Earth People Self-help Association", had fifteen sponsors, and then it became less and less.

Some people cannot bear the fusion of the environment and end in depression.

Most people, however, turned in sincerity and became loyal running dogs of the factory owners.

The Earthlings do not have the keen sense of smell of the Sonia, the terrifying vision of the three pupils, and the patience of the hammermen. Even the power is poor and the body is fragile, but they have A gift of excellence that cannot be ignored.

Strong to incredible learning ability, and excellent plasticity.

This power will not be buried no matter where it is.

At that time, the former factory owner of the Sakai Plant had fallen ill and the entire plant was operating according to inertia, so they were still slaves.

And there is no doubt that they were excavated faster here at the Wildfire Factory.

When the first "traitor" of the "Earth People's Self-help Society" appeared and received a badge from the factory owner, detached from the status of slave and became a servant of the factory owner, the group split involuntarily.

More and more people have given up their persistence and willingness, swore allegiance to the factory owner, and then took away a batch of Earth people.

And they will turn around and persuade others: "Now that the times have changed, the set on the earth is no longer feasible, so why not change earlier and adapt to the times? This is a wise act."

"The factory owner is so powerful to serve them. What shame is there?"

"Do you still want to go back to Earth? You also see what the Earth has become."

"Do you really think Zhuang will come to save you soon? You see, how powerful are the factory owners, do you think Zhuang is far better than them?"

This language is very convincing.

What is more convincing than language is the cruel truth.

Those devoted earth people, life can be said to be food and clothing without worry, in addition to having no freedom, apart from the life of the rat that night, there is too much.

And they are still struggling in the darkness, tortured by painful labor every day.

At each party, there are fewer people.

Now, all outsiders are gone.

Jia Yelian glanced at everyone and saw only a few familiar faces.

They are all from the virtual city, or the earliest face with the owner.

They have seen Zhuang not far created too many miracles, overcame too many difficulties, and accomplished too many impossible things.

But ... isn't Zhuang really far enough to find them over such a long distance?

In the beginning, they also held on to hope.

But the more we know about the factory owners, the less this hope is.

Impossible ... even the owner is impossible.

"Lao Jia, what are we talking about today?" Someone finally said in silence.

issue?

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

Recently, the work has become more and more heavy. The factory has squeezed them to the limit. Their several resistances and negative resistances have been beaten and even frustrated.

They no longer have the ability to protect their peers and followers.

"I think ... those guys have taken their own shots against us." Jia Yelian said, "Let's think about countermeasures and how to deal with their blows."

"How to ...?" Everyone's attitude was negative and sad.

"They know us well, they have countless times more resources, and they have powerful force in their hands. How can we deal with it?"

"As earth people, we have always been civil war insiders, foreign war laymen, and we have the best means to deal with our own people."

"I think we should change our strategy?"

"How do you change your strategy?"

"Let's join them? Then figure out a way to disintegrate them from the inside?"

"You ca n’t succeed this way! You do n’t know what the so-called join stands for? The badge of the factory owner allows you to enforce all orders. This is at the cost of total loss of freedom ... "

"But freedom is relative. Are we free now?"

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

"If I were the only one, I would choose 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, will the landlord really come to save us? "

"Yes, it will ..."

Before the issue began, everyone was arguing.

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

"Zhuangzhuang, we can't stand it anymore ... you appear soon."

In the darkness, he closed his eyes, and a deep sigh lingered on the dark ground.

His voice seemed to beg and ask: "We have been waiting for you for so long, where are you ..."

"Behind you."

"Oh!" The sudden voice behind him scared Jia Yelian almost peeing. Even inside the factory with great gravity, he jumped three feet high and jumped into the arms of the person opposite.

"Ah, hey, what are you doing, old Jia? You don't want to do it anymore, and you can't give me a hug."

"Ahem, who!" Jia Yelian quickly jumped down and turned his head abruptly, "There are others here, there are traitors among us!"

"Who? Who? Of course it is me." Zhuang not far forward took a few steps.

The light next to him shone on his face, half bright and dark, a little scary.

"Zhuang Zhuang? Why do you suddenly appear, scared!" Seeing this face, Jia Yelian was furious.

What time is it still scary behind other people, you kid.

"It was you who made me appear quickly." Zhuang not far from helplessness.

"Then you can't appear behind others like this!"

"I've been standing behind you for a long time. You asked me where I was, and I kindly told you, OK." Zhuang not far away.

I have met your requirements, why are you so hard to serve!

"What do you want me to do!" He was still aggrieved.

If you didn't know you couldn't beat Zhuang not far, Jia Yelian would probably rush up with a slap.

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

This is the most crucial fact!

Zhuang is not far away!

Why are you patronizing!

"Zhuangye!" Jia Yelian suddenly struggled to release the restraint of the people next to him, then rushed up, and then plunged into Zhuang's arms, crying so loudly, "You are finally here, you are finally here! Whoo ... "

"Lao Jia, you calm down, I will definitely come, you were once a big villain, OK, come up with a calm villain." Zhuang not far away and do not know how to comfort him, such a big man, Crying in his arms, what should he do?

Waiting online, it's urgent.

Jia Yelian hasn't been pushed away here, and others have rushed up.

Six or seven men hug together, the picture is too beautiful to dare to see.

"Okay, tell me about the current situation, how many people are there on this floor? Where are the others? I'm here to rescue everyone ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Zhuang Budao.

The business matters, no matter how much feelings need to be vented, it ’s not as important as saving people. Jia Yelian quickly wiped away his tears, grinning on his thin face, and grinning, "Zhuang, we still have 250 million on this floor. Man, how do we go? When do we go? "

"So little? What about the others?"

Zhuang not far estimates that the wildfire factory also has at least 1.5 billion people.

"Others ... hmm, everyone else has betrayed! Don't worry about them, let's go by ourselves!"

"What's the matter?" Zhuang not far away asked quickly.

After hearing Jia Yelian's speech, Zhuang not far away was silent.

"Anyway, I want to try to save them. In this environment, it is not wrong for them to struggle for survival, this is also a survival strategy." Zhuang not far away is to unlock Jia Yelian, half is to unlock himself, "But before that, I'll save everyone."

"Are you ready? We are going home."