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Chapter 130 [Qingsi Wei Town] Weird Workshop

I don't know what material the glass is made of.
It can also faintly reflect the figure of a person.

Bai Yu noticed,
Every corner of the workshop is covered with cameras.

And players need to swipe the code on the wrist to enter each glass-partitioned workshop.

The same goes for coming out.

As soon as the players arrived at the [Human Hair] workshop, a strong earthy smell came to their nostrils instantly.

Several people froze for a moment:
There was even a layer of dark red paint around the glass in this workshop.

What made them even more dumbfounded was that the raw materials of the human hair were basically two or three meters long.

Black and sticky together, all carried on the wooden shelf.

A worker wearing thick glasses is doing the process of straightening hair in an orderly manner.

The temperature in the room was very low, and it was even a little humid, which made the earthy smell even stronger.

Bai Yu had a natural fear of human hair, so he deliberately stood at the end of the line.

She was also surprised for a moment when she saw such long hair.

Seeing the big from the small, the annual output of this wig factory will not be low.

Naturally, there is a lot of demand for raw materials.

With these hairs, how many big girls have raised monkeys for years.

Players have more or less seen some horror movies:

The horror elements in many films come from hair.

There are even some hairs with self-consciousness, which will parasitize the host or something.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, and a few players quickly reached a consensus:
1. This dungeon must have supernatural elements;

2. There must be a problem with the source of the hair;
3. This dark red substance paint should have some effect.

It is similar to mixing the blood of some animals, and then it has the function of removing dirt and so on.

Zheng Chengjun, who was closest to the worker, stared at the worker's face for a few seconds, and suddenly covered his stomach with his hands, with a painful expression on his face.

The moment he bent down, the back of his hand accidentally touched the worker's arm.

"Brother Jun, are you okay?" Zhao Tianjin behind him hurriedly said.

"It's okay." Zheng Chengjun bent down to relax, and stood up.

The eyebrows are indeed slightly frowned.

"Pervert." Seeing this, Mo Lin snorted secretly.

In fact, he also had doubts, but he glanced at the serious-looking Ms. Bob, and stopped talking.

Others did not raise their hands to ask questions.

As the old saying goes, no one wants to be someone else's touchstone.

Soon, the players basically finished the tour according to the production process.

Other workshops are normal.

The only unreasonable thing is that all the workers don't have any protective measures on their bodies.

In the wig factory, there is actually a lot of noise pollution and a lot of dust.

Moreover, there are a lot of lead and mercury in the chemicals for pickling and bleaching.

There will be damage to the eyes, skin, respiratory tract, nervous system, kidneys, etc.

But they are all NPCs, so maybe they won't suffer from occupational diseases like in reality.

In addition, according to what I learned in the morning, when pre-processing human hair raw materials, acid-containing wastewater will be generated when removing hair phosphorus sheets and dirt.

Ammonia-containing wastewater is produced in the neutralization section.

Decolorization and dyeing produce high-chroma wastewater, etc.

During post-processing, waste water is also generated in the hair washing and styling sections.

But the river at the gate of the factory is indeed crystal clear, which is not reasonable.

Maybe this wig factory has a very strong sewage treatment capacity, but it's not necessarily true.

Adding these two parts, it should not be the content of the exam, and the players didn't pay much attention to it.

It's finally time for free time.

Almost all of their thoughts drifted outside the factory building.

(End of this chapter)