The factory building three hundred meters away looks like a workshop, with rows of textile equipment placed inside.
At this time, countless workers are working overtime.
There are many small factories of this kind in Qinggang City, especially in the satellite city. Children who enter the satellite city or are born in the satellite city are generally destined to work in such factories after they grow up. After that, they may stay in such factories for their whole lives. Although the wilderness refugees who have stayed in the satellite city for three years or the children born in the satellite city have the opportunity to go to school, it must be said that a large number of people do not force it.
And the satellite city never forces it.
It's funny to say that orphans like Lu Xin and Teacher Xiaolu, who grew up under the guidance of the old director of the orphanage, know the importance of learning. Therefore, whether in the past or now, the Red Moon Orphanage tries its best to let the children go to school and study.
Of course, even so, overtime in the factory is also normal, but not many people work so late.
Lu Xin had noticed that it was already around two o'clock in the morning.
With the help of his sister's ability, he could see that there were still many people working overtime in the factory 300 meters away. They were standing in front of long workbenches one after another, dividing the work. Some were cleaning cotton embryos, some were transporting cotton strips, and some were weaving coarse yarn. With the bright and dazzling lights in the factory, the whole work was tense and orderly, and it seemed very enthusiastic...
But Lu Xin saw the problem at a glance.
All the workers were working blankly and numbly like precision instruments at this time. Some of them had their hands worn to the point of bleeding, but they still split the cotton balls without any feeling, unaware that the blood in their hands had dyed the cotton red;
Some were so tired that they limped when they walked, but they still carried the mountain-like woven cloth bags and kept running;
Some saw that there was something wrong with the weaving machine, and immediately reached in with an expressionless face and forcibly corrected the error...
...It was like a factory without pain or even perception.
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"Have you seen the source of pollution?"
The voice of the gecko sounded softly in Lu Xin's ears.
Lu Xin then reacted. He was the one who dealt with this kind of thing and should not be shocked by such a scene.
So he looked carefully and soon saw that among all the busy workers, there was a middle-aged man who looked particularly excited. He was wearing a wrinkled suit and was sweating profusely, but the shirt and tie inside were still tied tightly. At this time, he was constantly walking in the factory, waving his arms exaggeratedly, and his lips and teeth opened and closed, as if he was talking loudly.
Lu Xin subconsciously glanced at the gecko and said, "Is it him? What is he talking about?"
The gecko did not turn his head, but lowered his head and said, "If you listen carefully, we should be able to hear it..."
Lu Xin frowned slightly and turned to the other side.
At this time, the sister looked at the gecko coldly, and her eyes seemed to narrow slightly under her messy hair.
Similarly, Lu Xin felt his pupils shrink slightly at this time, and he looked at everything in the factory more carefully. Even the vague sound of the machine turning due to the distance became clearer and clearer at this time.
Then, he quickly caught the man's loud voice:
"Work, we must work!"
"We are all lucky people who survived the catastrophe. Why are we alive while others are dead?"
"Look, how many people in this city live like dogs? What's the meaning of their lives? They can't make a lot of money in their lives. They have no hope of living in the main city. In the wilderness outside, there are countless lunatics wandering around. Countless people can't even get enough food. The reason is that they don't have jobs like us!"
"So, we can only work and work harder to live in the main city..."
"If we don't work, we will starve to death like those people outside the city..."
"Fight, fight, if we don't work, what's the difference between us and the dead?"
"..."
The words he shouted were very passionate, and his voice was even a little hysterical. His voice was hoarse and even congested, but he didn't seem to feel it at all. He was howling like a beast, shouting out his voice with all his strength.
As he roared, the people around him worked faster and faster, and everyone's expression became more and more fanatical.
On the ground, some people who had already collapsed on the ground due to exhaustion, standing up shakily at this time.
They looked at the machines and cotton embryos in front of them, as if they were looking at the only meaningful things in their lives.
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"Is that the source of pollution?"
Lu Xin's pupils shrank slightly, and he asked in a low voice.
Gecko chuckled and said, "Old Chen said you can see spiritual monsters. What can you see now?"
Lu Xin took a serious look, then shook his head gently and said, "I can't see this kind of thing. I can only see a person there!"
"Same as me."
Gecko chuckled and said, "Yes, the short and fat man in a suit is the source of pollution."
"Strictly speaking, he has not become a source of pollution yet. He should be considered a mental mutant. However, such a mental mutant is more terrible than a source of pollution. He has affected nearly a hundred employees in that small factory. Moreover, people like him who are completely unable to restrain their abilities and even unable to communicate normally can be directly classified as sources of pollution."
"..."
In the channel, Linda's voice, or Tie Cui's voice, sounded at the right time: "Zheng Yuanxiong, the director of Yuanxiong Textile Factory, is 40 years old. He entered the satellite city at the age of 27 and founded this textile factory alone. However, it was poorly managed and was on the verge of bankruptcy several times."
"Ten days ago, someone discovered the abnormality in this textile factory and reported it to the police and health department. However, due to lack of manpower, when our investigation team arrived, the situation was already out of control. Everyone in this factory building was moderately infected and would indiscriminately attack anyone who entered the factory building and tried to stop them from working, or contaminate others and become one of them."
"Now, everyone in their factory building has been working for two and a half days in a row, without eating, drinking, sleeping, or resting. If they are not stopped, all of them may continue to work until they die, and Zheng Yuanxiong may completely lose control at any time."
"And by that time, his contamination range will increase significantly, and even spread to several surrounding factories!"
"..."
"So, the headquarters ordered to clean up directly!"