Excessive ferocity due to caution

The scoundrel clearly hadn't expected Zhao Yi to refuse him.

The concept instilled in him during his years as a hoodlum was that as long as the benefits were right, there was no such thing as grudges.

As far as Zhao Yi is concerned, he should have no reason to refuse if he is willing to take the initiative to reconcile.

But in fact, Zhao Yi rejected him.

And then he poured the wine on the ground.

Gollum—

Ding--

A slightly crisp sound rang out.

Zhao bent down and, under the stiff gaze of the thug, picked up a rusty, sharp blade of grass.

He placed the rusty grass in front of the scoundrel and laughed:

"Is this all the sincerity you've shown?"

Many ghosts had already focused their attention on this, and the wicked ghost, though looking embarrassed, still stubbornly insisted:

"Brother Zhao, please don't slander me."

"This was clearly taken from your own pocket."

Having no other option, they resorted to the same old trick.

Anyway, if things really get out of hand, Gu Huogui believes that the vast majority of ghosts will definitely be on his side.

Without evidence, at the very least, it won't face any punishment.

Anyway, there are no cameras in the cafeteria, so who can really prove that the rusty grass was put into Zhao Yi's beer bottle by the camera, and not that Zhao Yi picked it up from the ground or took it out of his pocket?

"What are you doing?!"

The two faced off for a moment when a voice suddenly came from not far away.

Several ghosts looked over.

It's Chen Fei.

It walked over with an unfriendly expression.

The scoundrel was overjoyed and devised another plan!

You survived last time, but the old foreman is back again. If I just throw another bucket of dirty water on him... Zhao Yi might be finished!

"foreman!"

"That human named Zhao Yi is truly wicked! He secretly put a piece of rusty grass into the wine bottle and tried to trick me into drinking with him!"

The scoundrel's lies came out of his mouth without hesitation, and many ghostly figures echoed his sentiments:

"Yeah yeah!"

"That's right, that's right!"

"I saw it with my own eyes!"

Chen Fei approached the two, and the scoundrel had a strange smile on his face, staring intently at Zhao Yi!

"This time... let's see how you explain this to the foreman!"

Ka!

A strange sound came from behind.

The thug was startled and immediately looked down, discovering that the thick chain on Chen Fei's left hand was actually binding its waist!

"You can't even lie properly..."

"You clearly had that bottle of untouched wine, and I saw you grab both bottles with my own eyes. Trying to pull some tricks, thinking you can fool me?"

Chen Fei's tone was somber, tinged with anger, and his eyes gleamed red.

Who is Zhao Yi?

That was a good comrade who led it into the Jie Sect!

Its new big brother!

A great hero from the future, willing to risk his life to save Valley Suspension Town!

How dare you, you bastard, bully me?

"Fuck you!"

The chains unleashed terrifying power, throwing the terrified thug out of the cafeteria!

The immense force caused the thug to slide face down for at least thirty meters the moment he made contact with the ground, finally managing to brake successfully with his excellent prostate!

However, Chen Fei controlled his power very skillfully and did not harm the cultist.

Zhao Yi immediately realized that one of Chen Fei's rules must be that other normal employees cannot be harmed at will.

Chen Fei had mentioned some things during their previous conversation.

During the day, they also wear blue clothes, indistinguishable from other employees.

Around 9 p.m., they began to change into red clothes and patrol, looking for infected people who were suspected of turning into gray clothes.

They can decide to arrest and send the infected person to the security room, or they can kill the infected person on the spot.

How to identify an infected person:

In addition to the shade of blue clothing, it also depends on whether the personnel in blue follow the rules—upon seeing personnel in red, they must bow their heads and stand on one leg for one minute.

Employees who can wear red clothes are usually quite capable.

Although he couldn't compare to the group of fierce ghosts in the security room, he was much stronger than the other ordinary blue-clad men.

"I'm warning you, no matter how powerful you are outside... once you're in the steel mill, you'd better behave yourself, whether you're a dragon or a tiger. Focus on your work and stop thinking about causing trouble all the time!"

"If I catch you doing this again, you can forget about being named an outstanding employee!"

As Chen Fei spoke, he glanced at the ghosts nearby. The ghost with the pointed mouth and monkey cheeks immediately shrank its neck and buried its head in its rice.

Chen Fei gave Zhao Yi a reassuring look.

Zhao Yi smiled slightly.

The canteen was huge, capable of accommodating thousands of ghosts. In the distance were the areas managed by other red-clad employees. A gaunt ghost glanced over at them with a hint of malice in his eyes.

Especially when looking at Chen Fei, there was a hint of apprehension and coldness.

However, it quickly turned its attention to the pointed-mouthed, monkey-faced ghost and the rascal that Chen Fei had just thrown out.

I wonder what kind of wicked idea they're plotting.

The ghost's chest was cut open, and there were no internal organs inside, but it was connected to some strange instruments.

Like Chen Fei, they seemed to have undergone special modifications.

We finished eating.

We continued working in the afternoon.

Thanks to Chen Fei's reminder at noon, although the scoundrels were extremely jealous of Zhao Yi, they didn't dare to cause trouble openly.

Zhao Yi pushed the cart full of rust into the furnace room.

There was a deathly silence inside; there was no more shouting or cursing.

The worker responsible for moving the rusty items sat silently in the corner.

It faced the wall, its back to the doorway, and remained motionless.

He covered his stomach with both hands, lowered his head, and it was unclear what he was doing.

Its clothes... were so faded that they were almost invisible.

gray.

Zhao Yi slowly poured the rusty grass from his cart onto the conveyor belt.

He deliberately slowed down.

Most of the attention was focused on the staff member in the corner.

About ten minutes later.

Its clothes had turned completely gray.

There were no other staff members near the steel melting furnace, and although it was already daylight, it felt eerily gloomy.

In the corner, the man in gray finally stood up slowly.

It turned its face away.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he wore a strange smile.

The hands that had been resting on his chest were twisted into several pieces, with huge bulges inside, and some of the worn holes revealed a little... rust.

"Hello……"

Its throat made a very loud bubbling sound.

It was clearly not used to speaking.

Stand up and let your arms hang naturally.

Swinging.

It strode over to Zhao Yi's side, emanating a strong smell of rust.

"Excuse me... can I borrow it...?"

Before it could finish speaking, Zhao Yi interrupted it.

"I'm sorry, I can't lend it to you."

"I need to use it myself."

"However, I know someone who will lend it to you, but they're a little shy, so you might have to pester them for a while before they'll lend you what you need."

The gray-clad employee's bloodshot eyes widened.

Cracks are everywhere.

"Who?"

Zhao Yi grinned:

"I'll take you to find it."

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P.S.: One more chapter, I'll write it soon, no other background information.

Thank you for reading!