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Isdalia, Klaubow Armament Group Factory No. 13.
Large machines hummed like a giant steel beast, constantly spewing smoke.
On the assembly line, in front of the massive machine tools, hundreds of workers were completing their tasks: some inspecting, some sorting, others assembling.
They worked like machines themselves, numbly performing extremely simple tasks without a moment's rest.
"Pay attention!"
"The defect rate of the last batch exceeded 8%!"
"You bunch of idiots, can't you even do such simple jobs? The higher-ups are very unhappy!"
The overseer's angry voice echoed through the workshop, making all the workers feel extremely tense.
"Hold on a little longer..."
"Just half an hour more until the shift ends."
This is what Raj Pink thought.
He was responsible for sorting parts; his job was simple, just classifying different components.
But after six hours of continuous work, he felt dizzy just looking at those parts.
"What are you doing!"
