Chapter 1515 Behind You

"Lord Huanxi, where are you going?" Huanxi was stopped at the entrance to the internal area of ​​the Wildfire Factory.

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

Especially the internal areas of the factory, where the power core and energy transmission pipelines are located, are strictly prohibited from entering.

The cluster-level factory is so large that it does not just have one shell, but usually four to six shells, protecting increasingly important locations in the factory layer by layer.

There are extremely strict security checks between each floor and cannot be easily penetrated.

Huanqi has access to the first five floors, and only the central area where the factory owner is located is inaccessible.

He left the inner area with four factory guards and went to the Happy Factory. When he came back, the four guards were still there, but one of them seemed to have a slightly different figure.

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

The soldier in charge of the inspection looked serious and checked the identities of the five people very carefully.

When he reached the last person, his hair stood on end. Fortunately, the guards didn't say anything, nodded, and waved to let him go.

After walking through the inspection passage, I was covered in white hair and sweat, and my back was almost soaked.

"You've come in too, where do you want to go next? Don't leave my body easily..." Yunqi turned his head and wanted to give Qianwu a few words of advice.

But the moment he turned his head, he found that only the three guards from before were left behind him.

Qianwu has disappeared.

"Where has this guy... gone?" Huanqi looked around, and several guards nearby were also dumbfounded.

Was this guy still around just now? Why did you suddenly disappear?

Could it be... is this guy a ghost?

Huan Fei felt hairs on his back, and when he thought about the consequences of bringing someone else in, his two sides started to tremble.

"Forget it...forget it, it would be better if he disappeared!"

I just pretended that nothing happened!

Like an ostrich burying its head in the sand, Huanqi left in a hurry with his guards.

After he left, Qian Wu came out of nowhere in the dark corner next to him.

He raised his head, looked at his surroundings, and silently recalled the maps he had collected.

"According to the information we received before, the slaves traded by the Disaster Factory and the Wildfire Factory should be on a production line on the second floor..."

"It's just that this factory is too big. I don't know how long it will take to find someone alone."

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

Zhuang Buyuan's "see you next time" has the ability to manifest souls. All the people who have been wiped out by him can be manifested by him.

When he was on earth, he had killed countless people, and during this period, he had killed countless people. It could be said that he alone was an army.

One by one, a figure ran quickly along the narrow and dark passage in the factory, and finally only one figure was left standing there.

That is Zhuang Buyuan's true body.

He silently identified the directions around him and identified a certain direction. The cloud-gold boots under his feet moved and turned into a stream of golden light, flying out.

"Who is it?" Seeing the golden light, a guard turned around and looked over.

But there was nothing in the corridor.

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

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

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

This part of the production line on the second floor is mostly used to maintain the operation of the factory itself and produce some replacement parts, consumables, etc.

Even the slaves in the factory are divided into three, six or nine grades, and those in the outer factories are particularly unpopular.

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

Production line No. 23 is a factory specializing in the production of shell guards. This production line operates twenty-four hours a day to maintain the loss of the wildfire factory. There are approximately four to five billion slaves on the entire production line.

Of course, the scale of the so-called "production lines" of factory owners is completely different from those on earth.

To people on earth, this is probably a super giant factory.

The production line is long, and the slaves who keep the production line running live near the production line, gathering on several extremely long and narrow "streets."

At this moment, in the corner of the street, several people met quietly in the dark.

"1, 2, 3, 4, 5..."

After several people met, they first counted the number of people among each other, and then felt a little bit in their hearts.

"President Jia, where is Soos?" one person asked.

"He has surrendered." The man known as President Jia sighed and looked above his head.

When he raised his head, the faint light from the distance shone on his face, revealing his haggard and thin profile.

Jia Yelian, who was once the all-powerful man in Xucheng, used to be a slightly fat middle-aged man, but now he is extremely thin.

His eye sockets were sunken, but his eyeballs were protruding. If you didn't look carefully, he looked like a skeleton.

Silence, long silence.

This small group, called the "Earth People Self-Help Association", once had fifteen founders, but later it became fewer and fewer.

Some people cannot bear the fusion of the environment and end up depressed.

However, most people surrendered and became loyal lackeys of the factory owners.

The people on earth do not have the keen sense of smell of the Xunlian people, the terrifying vision of the three-eyed people, nor the endurance of the Hammer people. They even have little strength and their bodies are so fragile that it is shocking, but they have amazing abilities. An exceptional talent that cannot be ignored.

Incredibly powerful learning ability and excellent plasticity.

This kind of power will never be buried no matter where it is.

The previous owner of the Jiecheng factory was already terminally ill, and the entire factory was operating according to inertia, so they were still slaves.

And there is no doubt that here at Wildfire Factory, they are discovered faster.

When the first "traitor" of the "Earth Self-Help Association" appeared and received a badge from the factory owner, breaking away from his status as a slave and becoming a servant of the factory owner, the group split involuntarily.

More and more people gave up their persistence and will, swore allegiance to the factory owners, and then took away batch after batch of people from the earth.

And they will also turn around and advise others: "Now times have changed, and the way we are on earth no longer works. Why not change early and adapt to the current situation? This is the wise thing to do."

"The factory owners are so powerful, so what's the shame in serving them?"

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

"Do you really think Zhuang Buyuan will come to save you? You have seen how powerful the factory owners are. Do you think Zhuang Buyuan can be stronger than them?"

This kind of language is extremely persuasive.

What is more convincing than words is the cruel facts.

It can be said that those people on earth who surrendered lived a life without worries about food and clothing. Apart from the lack of freedom, the life was really different from the life of the mice that night before.

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

At every gathering, there will be a few people missing.

But now, all the outsiders are gone.

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

They are all from Xu City, or they are the faces who first came into contact with the village owner.

They have seen Zhuang Buyuan create too many miracles, overcome too many difficulties, and achieve too many impossible things.

But... can Zhuang Buyuan really find them across such a long distance?

In the beginning, they still held on to hope.

But the more we learn about the factory owners now, the less likely that hope becomes.

It's impossible...even if it's the owner of the village, it's impossible.

"Lao Jia, what are our topics today?" In the silence, someone finally spoke.

issue?

To be honest, Jia Yelian no longer has much energy to raise issues.

The work has become increasingly arduous recently, and the factory has squeezed them to the limit. Their several attempts at resistance and passive resistance have all been defeated and defeated.

They have little ability to protect their companions and followers.

"I think...those guys personally took action to attack us." Jia Yelian said, "Let's think about countermeasures and how to deal with their attack."

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

"They know us well, have resources countless times greater than ours, and have powerful force in their hands. How should we deal with them?"

"We Earthlings have always been experts in civil wars and amateurs in external wars. We are the most skillful in dealing with our own people."

"I wonder if it's time for us to change our strategy?"

"How to change strategy?"

"We join them? And then find a way to dismantle them from within?"

"This method of yours is impossible to succeed! Don't you know what joining means? The factory owner's badge allows you to enforce all orders. This is at the cost of completely losing your freedom... "

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

"Even if I die, I am not willing to carry out orders that I don't like!"

"If I were alone, I would choose death, but there are hundreds of millions of people here, and we have to be responsible for them. We give them false hope all day long, will the village owner really come to save us? "

"Yes, it will definitely happen..."

Before the topic even started, everyone started arguing.

Listening to their noise, Jia Yelian felt that this might be the last gathering.

"Master, we can't hold on any longer... Please show up quickly."

In the darkness, he closed his eyes and let out a low sigh, lingering on the dark ground.

His voice sounded like pleading, but also like questioning: "We have been waiting for you for so long, where are you..."

"Behind you."

"Ouch!" The sudden voice from behind scared Jia Yelian so much that he almost peed. Even inside the factory with great gravity, he still jumped three feet high and jumped into the arms of a person on the opposite side.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, Lao Jia? If you don't want to do it anymore, you can't throw yourself into my arms."

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

"Who? Of course it's me." Zhuang Buyuan took a few steps forward.

The light next to him shone on his face, making it half-dark and scary.

"Master? Why did you suddenly appear? You're so scary!" Jia Yelian was furious when he saw this face.

When did you start scaring others behind their backs, you kid?

"You asked me to show up quickly." Zhuang Buyuan was helpless.

"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, so I kindly told you. Okay." Zhuang Buyuan spread his hands.

I have fulfilled all your requests, why are you so difficult to serve!

"What else do you want from me?" He was still aggrieved.

If he hadn't known that he couldn't beat Zhuang Buyuan, Jia Yelian would have rushed forward with a slap in the face.

"Wait, wait, Lao Jia!" The person next to him grabbed Jia Yelian, "Look, it's the owner of the village! It's the owner of the village!"

This is the most crucial fact!

Zhuang is not far away!

Why are you so busy arguing?

"Master!" Jia Yelian suddenly struggled to break away from the restraints of the people next to him, rushed up again, and then threw himself into Zhuang Buyuan's arms, crying profusely, "Master, you are finally here, finally here, wuwu Woo hoo..."

"Old Jia, please calm down. I will definitely come. You were once a villain, so why don't you show some composure like a villain?" Zhuang Buyuan didn't know how to comfort him. For such a big man, What should he do if he is crying in his arms?

Waiting online, quite urgent.

Before Jia Yelian could be pushed away, others rushed forward.

Six or seven men hugged each other. The scene was so beautiful that I couldn’t bear to look at it.

"Okay, okay, tell me the current situation. How many people are there on this floor? Where are the others? I'm here to rescue everyone." Zhuang Buyuan said.

Business is important. No matter how many emotions need to be vented, it is not as important as saving people. Jia Yelian quickly wiped away his tears, a smile appeared on his thin face, and said with a grin: "Master, we still have 250 million on this floor." People, how do we leave? When do we leave?"

"So few? Where are the others?"

Zhuang Buyuan estimates that there are at least 1.5 billion people in Wildfire Factory.

"The others... huh, everyone else has betrayed! Don't worry about them, let's go on our own!"

"What's going on?" Zhuang Buyuan asked quickly.

After hearing what Jia Yelian said, Zhuang Buyuan also fell silent.

"No matter what, I will try to rescue them. In such an environment, it is not wrong for them to struggle to survive. This is also a survival strategy." Zhuang Buyuan was partly explaining Jia Yelian, and partly explaining himself. "But before that, I will rescue everyone first."

"Are you ready? We're going home."