Northern Myanmar: These players are acting strangely!

Chapter 46 How did you get here?

The work of pushing dogs in the park is extremely demanding.

In addition to meeting stringent monthly performance targets, the daily work hours can be as long as 16 hours.

I spend almost all my time working, except when I'm sleeping.

The high-intensity work left everyone exhausted.

Fortunately, dinner wasn't that pot of sour, smelly pig feed from lunch, but instead hard, choking steamed buns.

Finally, it's time to get off work.

Back in the dark dormitory.

Wang Zixu forced himself to stay alert.

He planned to gather as much intelligence as possible before logging off, so he chatted casually with Wang Mazi from the next shop.

From the conversation, he learned that Wang Mazi was also an unlucky guy who had been tricked into coming.

Wang Mazi lowered his voice and talked about the consequences of failing to meet performance targets here.

It was similar to what he saw in Zhao Shuang's live stream.

First, they forced him to call home to scam money. After he scammed them, they recorded videos of him being tortured and continued to ask his family for money.

Once they've squeezed every last drop of blood out of people, the boss will resell them to other industrial parks.

He then recounted the "train ride" and the experiences women went through once they entered the park.

His eyes kept glancing at the boy named Sun Yong among the young couple in the corner, and at the girl who had just been released that afternoon.

It sounded like it was being said specifically to the two of them.

If they still don't listen after being warned, or fail to meet their targets on time, they will face even more ruthless measures.

Wang Zixu followed Wang Mazi's gaze.

The two people seemed to have their souls ripped out, shrinking silently in the corner.

Clearly, after today's ordeal, my spirit and energy have been completely destroyed.

Wang Zixu tried to strike up a conversation with them, but they remained silent, so he had to give up.

He didn't want to discuss these heavy topics with Wang Mazi anymore, lest he upset them both, so he changed the subject and asked:
"Hey, Ma Zi, where are you from?"

"From Harbin."

Wang Mazi's face was filled with melancholy whenever home was mentioned.

He pulled a crumpled cigarette from under his pillow, lit it, and began to puff out smoke, his voice becoming hoarse.

"I used to run a small business and even owned a small supermarket."

"Life wasn't wealthy, but we managed."

"Later, my wife fell seriously ill, which drained our savings."

"At that time, both children were waiting to go to school, and we were in urgent need of money."

"I was like a madman back then, all I wanted was to make big money and make quick money."

“I heard from a friend that the business of traditional Chinese medicine in Myanmar is easy to do, and you can earn dozens of dollars a year.”

"As soon as they arrived, they were taken to northern Myanmar."

He took a deep drag on his cigarette, the butt glowing intermittently in the darkness.

"We didn't earn the money to save my wife's life, and the children's tuition fees were also lost."

"Looking back, I was really stupid. I actually thought they were kidnappers."

"I felt they were only after my money, and that they would release me once the ransom was paid."

Wang Zixu's heart skipped a beat:
"You paid it?"

Wang Mazi sighed deeply:
"To spare me suffering, my family sold our house in our hometown and borrowed money from relatives and friends. Finally, we managed to raise enough money to pay the ransom."

"The results of it?"

He chuckled self-deprecatingly:
"As you can see, they have no intention of releasing them."

Wang Zixu patted him on the shoulder:

"You haven't contacted your family since then?"

Wang Mazi shook his head:
"No."

"When I first arrived, they forced me to call for money, and once the money was in my account, they wouldn't let me make any more calls."

"Now I don't even know if my wife is alive or dead, or how my children are doing."

Wang Zixu was somewhat puzzled:
"Don't you have that many phones during the day?"

"If I can't make a phone call, is it okay to secretly send a message home?"

Wang Mazi smiled wryly:

"It's not as simple as you think."

"All devices are monitored. They check every day, and deleting records won't help."

"Someone has done this before."

"Not only did he harm his family, but he was also almost beaten to death."

As he spoke, he gestured with his lip towards the bed where Wang Zixu was sitting:
"Look, that bed under your butt, that's where that guy used to sleep."

“A month ago, he used his work phone to send a message home. After being discovered, he was beaten half to death.” “Sister Yu extorted a large sum of money from his family and then sold him to another industrial park.”

"You haven't seen that scene. Just thinking about it now gives me the creeps."

Wang Zixu shifted his body, his brows furrowed, feeling that the blanket under his bottom was a bit uncomfortable.

The bed remains, but the people come and go.

The other beds are probably the same.

It would be strange if there wasn't a shop where someone had died.

Wang Mazi gestured with his hand:
Have you ever heard of hanging?

Wang Zixu thought for a moment, then shook his head and said:

"No."

Wang Mazi rubbed his chin, his eyes darting around, as if recalling that scene.

He gestured with his hands as he explained:

"Hanging is a form of torture where a rope is used to strangle a person, and then a large block of ice is placed under their feet."

"As the ice rubs against the ground, it slowly melts, becoming increasingly slippery. The person will end up hanging from the rope and eventually suffocate to death."

Wang Mazi wanted to continue, but Wang Zixu waved his hand to interrupt him:

"okay."

"do not talk."

"Go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow."

He had anticipated the cruelty of these people, and listening any further would only give him goosebumps; it was pointless.

Wang Mazi nodded:

"Well, go to sleep."

He said this aloud, but secretly leaned close to Wang Zixu's ear and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"Come to the restroom in five minutes."

After saying that, he got up and walked out of the room on his own.

The dormitory doors are only locked on the first night a new student moves in.

This is also for the convenience of management; the dormitory doors are usually just closed and not locked.

Otherwise, unlocking the dormitory doors every day would be a considerable workload for Ah Long.

Of course, there is another important reason.

There is no toilet in the dormitory; the toilet is at the end of the corridor and is shared by the entire floor.

Wang Zixu was originally about to log off.

Wang Mazi's sudden, seemingly random remark instantly piqued his curiosity.

Meeting in the toilet in the middle of the night?

What does this mean?
At this moment, in Wang Zixu's live broadcast room.

Because it was nearing its end and the game's storyline was too bland.

The number of online viewers has already fallen below 10,000.

Wang Mazi's words directly rekindled the almost lost popularity.

[Danger! Two men on top of one! Is Brother Ma taking a fancy to my prostitute brother?]

[Wow, late at night, a lone man and a woman having a tryst in the bathroom? I love this kind of plot!!!]

[Protect our pimp! Brother Ma, he's straight, please let him go!]

[Don't panic, upstairs! What if it's a backroom deal? Maybe they're going to teach some unique scamming techniques!]

Now that you mention it, I think it's quite possible.

While waiting, Wang Zixu kept reading the comments on the screen. When he saw these comments, his face turned green.

These people are really good at fantasizing!

It's obvious they didn't watch the morning's live stream properly.

Judging from the look of both longing and regret on Wang Mazi's face when he saw Sun Yong's girlfriend being taken away by A Long that morning, he couldn't possibly be gay.

Although he was cursing at the time, he was probably secretly regretting why he wasn't a team leader with good performance.

Even if he were to actually harm himself, he would still need to consider his own physical strength.

I'm young and strong; if we really fought, I could kick him into the latrine with one kick.

Of course, that was just a thought he had.

Because there was simply no chance to make a move in this godforsaken place.

There's a surveillance camera every ten steps; as soon as someone makes a move, security personnel come over with stun guns.

Five minutes flew by.

Wang Zixu got off the bed and walked towards the public toilet.

(End of this chapter)