Life Dungeon Game

"what?"

Elsa was a little confused.

Jack smiled, said nothing, and simply hugged his wife tightly.

For the past two years, every time he tried to buy a ticket to leave the city, he was threatened by unknown gang members. He knew he was being monitored. Although they weren't watching him every moment, they were keeping an eye on him to make sure he wouldn't say anything out of line and that he wouldn't flee the city.

After several failed attempts, he had almost given up on the idea of ​​escaping.

Even this afternoon, when He Ao received his blank card, after saying 'thank you,' He Ao gently mouthed the words to him.

He understood the meaning of the lip movements.

'run'

Jack chose to believe the boy, and this time, he bought a ticket and left without any hindrance. During that brief period of silence, it seemed that the people from the Anvis Group were all out hunting down the boy.

"Alright, alright," Aisha gently patted her husband's back, "Since you didn't tell me why you left, you should at least tell me where you're going, right?"

"Attention passengers traveling to Kaya City: Dawn Airlines airship M1393, flying from Dawn City to Kaya City, is about to begin boarding. Passengers on board M1393, please proceed to the boarding area as soon as possible."

A gentle, mechanical female voice suddenly came through the lobby's loudspeaker.

Jack released his wife, then grabbed her hand with one hand and picked up their blinking daughter with the other.

"We're going to Kaya City."

There, Anvis Electric Power Group's influence is the weakest.

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Chapter 171 Operator (Please subscribe, add to your favorites, and vote with monthly tickets)

The workshop where the I-27 robotic arm is located is at the deepest part of Zone I.

Anvis Machinery Factory operates on a three-shift, 24-hour basis. It's currently close to the night shift change, and workers are gradually arriving from outside the factory.

He Ao mingled in the crowd and quickly found the workshop where the I-27 robotic arm belonged, following the road signs. There was a palm-sized e-ink screen at the entrance of the workshop, which displayed the shift schedule for each operating room in the workshop for the day.

He found the I-27 robotic arm's schedule; he was currently on the afternoon shift, while the morning shift operators were named Michael and Lizzie.

After looking around, He Ao walked inside and pushed open the door to the I-27 robotic arm control room.

The loud noise of mechanical assembly was immediately apparent.

Two workers in drab gray overalls were operating a robotic arm in the workshop. The one on the left was thin with short, sparse hair, while the one on the right was burly and looked rather simple-minded.

"Changing shifts?" The burly worker heard the door open, but without turning around, he glanced at the control panel in front of him. "You're early. You'll be off work in half an hour."

He Ao glanced at their clothes and noticed that they were both wearing smart bracelets, so he smiled and said,

"I'm here to help Brother Michael find something. He lost his bracelet, and I'm checking if it's here."

Upon hearing this, the thin man looked up at He Ao, then returned his attention to the robotic arm.

"Michael?" The burly man was taken aback, and also turned to look at He Ao. "Isn't Michael a woman?"

He Ao: ?

His hand movements froze.

"Michael is a man, and Lizzie, who is with him, is a woman."

The thin man beside him looked at the control panel and spoke slowly.

"Oh, oh, oh," the burly man nodded and said to He Ao, "Then you'd better hurry up, wandering around the workshop will result in a fine, and you'll be in big trouble if the foreman catches you later."

"Good good."

He Ao nodded quickly.

He walked to the cabinet behind the two people and began to inspect it.

As he inspected it, he glanced up at the robotic arm and casually asked, "Your robotic arm is so cool, much cooler than the one over there."

“That’s right,” the burly man laughed heartily, patting the control panel. “This is a ten-million-dollar item, ten million! People like us couldn’t earn ten million even if we worked for hundreds of years.”

Just then, the thin man pressed the temporary automatic control button next to him, looked at the burly man, and said, "Can you watch this for me? I'm going to the toilet first."

"Okay, hurry up and come back."

The burly man laughed heartily.

He Ao continued searching around. After the thin man left, the burly man basically stopped talking and focused intently on the control panel, completely absorbed in his work.

After searching for a while and finding no valuable documents or clues, He Ao walked to the control panel and looked at the densely packed buttons and two joysticks on the left and right.

His gaze shifted downwards, noticing the text on the control panel: [Abbot Intelligent Machinery TB-167A Robotic Arm].

"Hey, don't move around," the burly man, focused on operating the robotic arm, glanced at He Ao. "This thing is complicated, you'll have to..."

You need a special teacher to learn it.

"Oh," He Ao glanced at it and casually asked, "Doesn't this kind of equipment come with an instruction manual or something?"

“Yes,” the burly man said, his gaze no longer fixed on He Ao, but intently on the robotic arm. “They’re only paper copies, I heard they’re kept in the archives. They’re thicker than bricks standing upright. I don’t think you’d want to look at them, anyway, they make me sleepy.”

“Indeed,” He Ao nodded in agreement. He looked around and said, “Brother Michael’s bracelet doesn’t seem to be here. I’ll go out and look for it again.”

“Okay,” the burly man replied casually, “Have him look more carefully, in the toilet, under the bed, or somewhere else, he should be able to find it.”

"Yes, thank you," He Ao said, walking towards the door. "I'll pass on the message."

As he left, he closed the door behind him.

The burly man glanced at the closed control room door, shook his head, and continued working.

Meanwhile, the thin man who had gone to the restroom leaned against a corner, raised his bracelet, found an avatar, clicked on it, and started typing.

Who are you going to text?

A cold voice came from behind him, and then he felt something hard pressing against his waist.

He glanced down and saw only a pistol covered in dark red patterns emerging from the darkness.

As he focused his gaze on the gun, a violent aura suddenly surged into his mind, causing him to become briefly dizzy.

When he came to his senses, the face of the somewhat sickly boy appeared before him.

His gaze met the boy's cold eyes, and he felt a chill run down his spine, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

A sense of crisis stemming from his biological instincts prompted him to want to escape as quickly as possible.

If it's even a little later, you really will die!

However, under the boy's gaze, his body was completely frozen, and he dared not move an inch.

"Ok?"

He tilted his head, looking at him with a puzzled expression, as if waiting for his response.

“Here, give it to the foreman,” the thin man said, trembling. “Those who report people for wandering around the workshop will receive half of the fine as a reward.”

He now realized that the young man in front of him was probably not just an ordinary worker.

As he spoke, he carefully lifted the bracelet and showed He Ao the chat he had just finished exchanging with the foreman. It read,

Foreman, I just saw...

“Oh,” Heo put his gun away, “How do I get to the archives?”

“It’s next to Building B,” the thin man said, raising his hand shakily. “Go downstairs and walk to the end of the road in front of the door.”

“Okay, thank you,” Heo reached out and patted him on the shoulder, “Open your mouth.”

The thin man didn't know why He Ao made him open his mouth, so he could only slowly open his mouth. In just a moment, he felt something being put into his mouth.

It's a little sweet, kind of like candy.

"Chew it up and swallow it."

He Ao continued.

The thin man obediently chewed and swallowed it, then asked in a trembling voice, "What...is this?"

"A slow-acting poison,"

He Ao slightly raised the hand that was patting the thin man's shoulder, separating his index and middle fingers. A small ant, caught between his two fingers, slid down the thin man's neck and into his collar. "Do you feel itchy now, like an ant is crawling all over you?"

Normally, it wouldn't have mattered if He Ao hadn't said anything, but as soon as He Ao spoke, the thin man felt an itch all over his body and couldn't help but reach out and scratch his shoulders and back.

He released his grip and calmly looked at the thin man.

"Do me a favor, and I'll give you the antidote. Of course, you don't have to do it for me; in that case, it'll take at most half an hour..."

"I'll help, I'll help."

The thin man nodded quickly.

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Chapter 172 Good Evening (Long Chapter, Please Subscribe, Add to Favorites, and Vote for Monthly Tickets)

Ten minutes later, He Ao looked at the old iron gate not far away.

Next to the iron gate was a white card reader, covered in dust, indicating that it hadn't been used for some time.

The Chenxi City factory has long been intelligent and automated. The vast majority of documents and materials are transmitted via the network. Moreover, most workers have grown up in a paperless environment and have no habit of reading paper books. They may not even be able to appreciate paper books.

After all, there is still a certain difference between reading on an electronic screen and reading through paper.

The existence of archives is actually only to store some large volumes that must be stored, or certain important documents.

He glanced at the surveillance camera in front of the archives room, went around the blind spot, took out the blank card Jack had given him, and pressed it onto the card reader.

With a soft click, the old iron gate opened.

Jack's blank card saved him some trouble.

He Ao crossed the iron gate and entered the archives room, where the originally dim space was now illuminated by a warm, yellow light.