The factory worker told him that this was the only way for him to be promoted to factory worker and then to perfumer. It was the core instrument of the entire rose factory.
Tang Erda has reason to believe that this magical heart is also related to the main task of the game being the factory director.
When he saw this heart, he felt uncontrollable. It was like a killing intent induced from the bottom of his heart. This was abnormal. It was a bit like something deliberately making him move and kill. He is a little uncomfortable.
And this heart, if it weren’t what he judged was a monster, but just a contaminated innocent heart
Tang Erda hadn't encountered this kind of thing before, so he thought for a moment, controlled the sudden killing intent in his heart, calmly put down his gun, determined to find out the source of the game pollution before making a decision.
Under the guidance of the factory worker, Tang Erda took a bottle of rose essence, went up the stairs and dumped it down. The staff next to him who was responsible for guarding the instrument looked at Tang Erda's hand nervously, placing his hand on the sluice and was ready to pull it down The movement made by Bai Liu before left him a lot of shadow.
Tang Erda's perfume stock dripped only with a faint rose red.
The factory workers and the guard staff who were waiting for the results were disappointed and relieved at the same time, but this was a good result.
It's just that there is too much difference from the previous inspector.
"You don't have much talent, but it is not hopeless to be promoted to factory worker, because the May Rose Festival is coming and we are short of factory workers." The factory worker who led Tang Erda in raised his head and looked at him. "You need to go through the test paper again. If you are sure that you have a certain basic talent, you can be converted."
Tang Erda frowned "What kind of incense paper test?"
At the same time, in the factory worker's office on the third floor.
Bai Liu raised his eyes and looked at the factory engineer behind the desk, "Testing the incense paper means"
The director of the factory replied, "In order to be able to confirm that your talent is enough to be a special upgrade to a perfumer's test, the main reason is that we dare not take the instrument to risk again. Although the accuracy of the test paper audit is not as high as the instrument, But a rough range can also be determined."
"However, judging from your destructive power to the instrument, you are very likely to break the test paper during the test."
The factory director placed his fingers crossed on the table. He looked at Bai Liu and tapped the application form on the table. "Although the test paper is a precious and non-renewable resource for any perfumer, yours The talent is really as remarkable as in this application, it is worth our risk of losing a test paper to test again."
A test paper
This strange quantifier made Bai Liu raise his eyebrows.
Bai Liu has seen perfume test paper in the perfume counters of some shopping malls. The test paper in his impression is a hardboard paper similar to h test paper. It has good water absorption and can absorb perfume better and lasts for a long time. Keep the aroma on top.
Put a piece of perfume-contaminated paper about ten centimeters in front of the tip of your nose and fan it to better smell the pure perfume or the smell of spices. It should be a common equipment in the perfumer industry.
But no matter what, the quantifier of this kind of test paper should also be "pian" or "zhang", but "one".
Bai Liu did not ask back, but waited for the director to continue.
"Next, if you are in good health, then we will continue the inspection." The director of the factory nodded to the factory worker who had led Bai Liu to perform instrument testing before turning to look at Bai Liu, "I will let this You will take you to the next floor, which is the place where the test paper and the rose executed prisoners are held, for the test paper test."
After speaking, the director handed the factory worker a bunch of keys and said, "Take him down and have a look."
Rose death row prisoner Bai Liu knew what was going on.
He has been popularized by the refugees about this concept before. If the rose factory is willing to take over the prisoners who violated the death penalty ordinances related to dry leaf rose, and accept these prisoners to exchange some kind of labor for their right to survive, then these prisoners can be turned into Life imprisonment, and the Rose Factory has the full power to take over the right to life and the right to use these people.
But imprison the test paper and the measure word unit of "a"
An unpleasant feeling faintly loomed in Bai Liu's heart. He remembered an idea he didn't like, and the stubborn malice that the game designer had directed at him from beginning to end, which made the smile on Bai Liu's face fade a lot. .
The factory workers led the white willow down, and they crossed the corridor they had walked through when they came before, and before reaching the corridor of the dormitory, at a very dark corner corner.
There is a wooden door that smells completely different from the smell of the entire rose factory. It doesn't smell at all, but has a particularly foul smell.
The factory worker took out a bunch of keys, selected one of them, and inserted them into the wooden door. The wooden door creaked and opened slowly. A sour sweat of meat and clothes came over, smelling a bit like biogas.
The wooden door is facing a downward staircase and is concealed into the bottomless darkness. The stone walls on both sides of the staircase are extremely narrow, and a not-so-bright dim yellow light bulb is installed at a distance on it, but it is only used to illuminate The effect was lackluster, Bai Liu glanced away, he couldn't see it at most ten meters.
It seemed that this situation had been anticipated a long time ago. When the factory worker came down, he brought a flashlight and led Bai Liu down with the light.
As he walked, the factory worker began to give Bailiu Science "This is the negative layer in the factory. Only senior factory workers and perfumers are qualified to enter here."
Bai Liu estimated that he had walked down about 20 meters before reaching the bottom. He looked up and saw a place with a structure very close to the prison.
There is a small path in the middle of the damp and drowsy ground. There are iron fences like cages on the left and right. They are embedded into the wall one by one, sticking to the inside and extending inward. Inside, there are some condemned prisoners who are neither human nor ghost.
The reason why Bai Liu would describe them this way is because they are like the refugees Bai Liu saw in the rose field, and they are no longer in human form.
These condemned prisoners made some vague noises in their mouths, as if they wanted to reach out their hands to catch Bai Liu and the factory workers who were walking past the middle aisle, but they were so weak that they could not move at all. They watched the factory workers walking by with Bai Liu. Lie on the ground and struggled weakly twice, only to let out a mournful, desperate roar.
This roar even made Bai Liu feel that they were not reaching out to ask them for help, but asking them to give him joy.
Some are dead, lying on their backs on the ground with their eyes open and their mouths open. They are rotten to the extent that there is only some broken meat from hatching maggots. There are sounds of flies flying around on their bodies. Not surprisingly, they should have come from the corpses. The maggots hatched.
What's strange is that if most of the dead bodies here still have a structure that can clearly see their facial expressions, then most of these bodies have a satisfied smile on their faces.
It's like being alive is an extremely painful and suffering thing for them. They seem to have waited for the moment of death for too long and too long, and finally waited for such happiness.
Bai Liu's gaze slowly flicked across the executed prisoners who committed the crime of roses, as if he wanted to read something from their expressions.
The factory worker seemed to have noticed Bai Liu’s gaze, and could not help but turned his head to justify two sentences,
The factory has no hobby to abuse these executed prisoners. After the factory takes over these executed prisoners, we will smoke them almost every day.
, So that they can survive, which is better than the treatment of most flower pickers. "
"Oh, isn't it?" Bai Liu asked indifferently, "Speaking of which, you are philanthropists. You can perfume these criminals for free. Why don't you ask if they want to die or be taken over by you."
The factory worker was stubbornly stubborn by Bai Liu without making a sound.
The Rose Factory is definitely not a factory that wastes perfume and does good deeds. They did not take over all the executed prisoners, but some of them. This shows that there is a problem here. Inferred from the perspective of interest, the Rose Factory took over these prisoners. Certain characteristics of executed prisoners should be beneficial to the development of this factory.
Bai Liu didn't know what this "profit" was at first. After all, no matter from which point of view, it is not a shrewd business for people who spend perfume to raise some labors are not high.
But now he finally understands what this "profit" is.
The factory worker was silent for a while, sighed, and said in embarrassment, "These death row prisoners are specially selected by the factory and have certain resistance to rose perfume."
"Even if these people are corrupted by perfumes, they will not easily show signs of addiction to perfumes. They insist on themselves, abide by their heart, and would rather die than succumb to the dry leaf rose gas easily. In fact, the reason why they are caught for crimes Catch, mostly to develop the antidote to rose perfume."
The factory worker was quiet for a while, and then he said, "When most people have succumbed to the addictive nature of rose perfume, except for instruments, it is difficult for us to specifically test a rose perfume through the test paper of ordinary perfume. Concentration and incense holding power."
"Because perfumers are highly addicted people, it is difficult to distinguish the quality of a perfume through their own reaction to perfume. Most perfumers use high-concentration rose perfumes day and night, and they have been Numb."
"But you have also seen that the instrument is very precious. We can't use the instrument to detect perfume at any time."
"At this time, we need people who can resist rose perfume and are more sensitive to it as experimental subjects. Through the painful reaction of these people, we can infer the effectiveness of this perfume. We call this type of population test paper."
As the factory worker said, he led Bai Liu to go deeper. "The test paper you saw just now is about to be scrapped. They are almost unable to hold it, but they can still use it once or twice. This time you are brought here through a special channel. The test paper you used is one of the oldest test papers in our factory."
As he said, the factory worker sighed,
These old-brand test papers are almost gone. Yesterday it was said that for the May Rose Festival, a perfumer tried a bottle of special perfume and scrapped another one. I moved to the low-level peripheral area, but this time you used the highest quality test paper in our factory. He looks good in spirit and has a stable rejection of rose perfume."
Having said this, the factory worker couldn't help but sigh, "I have never seen a person who rejects rose perfume so steadily. They have been so painful, or never change their rejection of rose perfume. The firmness of mind is admirable."
"The May Rose Festival has tested several bottles of premium perfume on him. Although his body has been poisoned to a certain extent, his organs have failed, and he has become a lot weaker, his rejection has not changed for ten years."
"I wonder if this kind of person is really human, and it's too stubborn."
Bai Liu didn't say a word. He looked at the death row prisoners around him, his eyes darkened, and finally he said lightly, "I also think it's too stubborn."
The factory worker did not hear what Bai Liu said, so he turned around and asked him "What did you say?"
This time Bai Liu didn't answer him.
The factory worker led him to continue walking in. As the tunnel became darker and darker, the cage around the tunnel became larger and larger, and the living facilities inside became more and more complete, becoming more and more like a room for a person to live in temporarily.
In the end, the factory worker stopped by a separate cage. This cage was larger and the bed was placed in the innermost position. The "test paper" inside was hidden in the dark and it was hard to see, only a body sitting beside the bed could be vaguely seen. Rickety humanoid black outline.
This cage is much neater than other cages. There are two old yellowed clothes hanging on the fence. There are also some books, paper and pens, and a few scattered cigarette cases and cigarette cases on the table inside. Already empty.
The factory worker who led Bai Liu here looked at the cage, which was not as clean as a dungeon, with a complicated expression. "He has cleaned it himself again. It's really not like a person who has been tested for so long, and he can maintain this rationality. ."
"This is the test paper you tested today." The factory worker took out the key and inserted it into the keyhole.
At the same time, in another tunnel separated by a wall, another factory worker led Tang Erda into it, chattering endlessly, proudly explaining to him the dungeon of the Rose Factory.
Tang Erda looked at the death row prisoners in these cages, his brows were furrowed so that he could pinch flies. He subconsciously pulled out the gun as soon as he saw these rose vagabond prisoners, but soon he realized these death sentences. The difference between guilty and rose refugees.
But this difference made his brows furrowed even more.
These guys, although they have been eroded and contaminated by perfume to this point, they are all sober. They are struggling to fight the rose perfume that corrodes their consciousness.
This factory worker walked in front of Tang Erda, knocked on the iron door of a cage, and said enviously, "You guys are lucky. This is an old-brand test paper that is about to be scrapped. It was perfumed yesterday by a senior. One of the special perfume bottles of my teacher has been used for testing. Now it looks half-dead and can be used to test you."
Tang Er turned his head and looked inside the gloomy cage.
There were no lights in the dungeon, and visibility was extremely low. He could only roughly see a humanoid figure with his back on the wall, his body undulating weakly with his breathing, and a stench that was almost rotten came from this person. Diffuse, the factory worker waved the tip of the air in disgust.
This person, or that only one arm and half of the face on this test paper showed a shadow, exposed to the weak light, and could probably be seen, so Tang Erda raised his head and looked at the opponent's hand and face.
Almost all the hands have been cracked, dark, lines have been spreading from the tiger’s mouth to the elbow, the exposed half of the face is even more unrecognizable, peeling and bloody, the light-colored eyes are scattered, and there is no focus at all. Tang Erda outside the fence looked at each other.
For a moment, a kind of unspeakable fear rushed to Tang Erda's heart. This half of the face, this half of the face, he seemed to have seen it in a nightmare world line, which made Tang Er shake his hand. The hand holding the gun shivered uncontrollably and convulsively.
Tang Erbeat's chest was still violently ups and downs, but his breathing almost stopped, as if he was frozen, standing still, staring straight at this face.
The pistol slipped from his palm, turned into a light spot and fell to the ground.
But the factory worker didn't notice the abnormality of Tang Er hitting, he inserted the key into the rotating hole.
The door covered with dust and rust opened slowly in front of Bai Liu and Tang Er Da at the same time.
The factory worker stepped aside so that Bai Liu behind him could see the scene inside the cage, and handed him the flashlight on his hand. He tilted his head and signaled Bai Liu to go in. He waited outside by himself, and explained, "What's on us? The smell of roses is too strong and will interfere with the test paper. Generally, it is fine to go in alone."
"After entering, this test paper will teach you how to test your talent. He is very skilled and has a good temper. He will not attack you." The factory worker thought
After thinking about it, I added, "Although this test paper sometimes says strange things to people who come to the test, it's still very cooperative overall."
Bai Liu nodded to indicate that he knew. He calmly took the flashlight handed to him by the factory worker, adjusted it to the maximum brightness, and walked into the cage step by step.
As Bai Liu walked in, the beam of the flashlight slowly approached the bed from the ground. In the pale halo, a pair of white Liu’s familiar old leather shoes appeared first, then a pair of white-washed uniform pants, and then swept up. A man can be seen sitting on the side of the bed holding an unlit cigarette with his head down.
The man’s face and arms have been completely deformed, the joints of his fingers are bare, the bones covered with tentacles, the breathing is so subtle as to be almost nothing, the face is pale, the eyes are prominent, and the two sides of the original handsome cheek It sags down, as if it hasn't eaten meat for decades, it's almost as thin as a bone.
Bai Liu had never seen him like this when they had the most miserable life.
Even if this person gave a lot of food to Bai Liu when he was in the orphanage, he had never been so hungry and haggard.
There is only one pair of eyes, still gentle and firm, and there is no rose in it.
Bai Liu finally spoke. He pointed a flashlight at this man's head, his tone did not fluctuate at all, "Lu Yizhan, you finally have no money to buy cigarettes."
This person finally looked up. He looked at Liu Jiayi who was standing in front of him in a daze. Then he was dazed for a while, as if he had suddenly reacted. He scratched his head in embarrassment and said to himself stupidly. "Ah, did I just see the hallucination again?"
"This time it's Bai Liu's voice and Liu Jiayi's little girl. This Liu Jiayi's expression really looks like Bai Liu." As he said, Lu Yizhan reluctantly moved his hands to the side of the bed, and he curiously looked closer. Bai Liu with no emotion on his face.
Bai Liu looked at him blankly.
Then Lu Yizhan suddenly bent his eyes and smiled softly, and stretched out the hand that was already full of bones toward Bai Liu. "But even if it is an illusion, I am quite happy."
"Because even in the world of illusion, we haven't seen each other for a long time, Bai Liu."
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