Traveling to another world, I made a two-dimensional girl into a card

The guys in the engineering department didn't pay much attention to the dwarf miners, because such gatherings would be held every one or two weeks, and the engineering department was used to it. On the other hand, the management, as their immediate superiors, strictly prohibited the engineering department from contacting the dwarf miners who were demanding their wages, for fear that some of the dwarf miners might become desperate and carry a bomb stolen from the engineering department as suicide infantry. The management, who thought they were superior, naturally didn't want to become dust floating in the universe along with the command platform.

"Is this the variable you mentioned?" Ximi's mouth twitched: "Let's not talk about the smell of these variables... They don't seem to have even glanced over here."

"Be patient, it will be here soon." Katerin acted like a riddler, being mysterious and not revealing much.

Soon, the dwarves from the engineering department gathered in groups of three or five, seemingly waiting for something. They looked towards the airlock door, as if someone very important to them had not come out yet. Fang Qingyun originally thought it was Catherine, but he never expected that a young dwarf came out of the passage.

His eyes revealed a clear stupidity that had not been polluted by knowledge. He looked like a college student from the School of Mechanical Engineering who was sent to Deep Rock Galaxy Group for an internship. His age was the peak period for idol worship, making a fool of himself and expressing himself. His hurried running posture made the other dwarves in the engineering department laugh.

Maybe this was the variable? Kikuchiyo found it hard to imagine. In her impression, Katerin didn't seem to be the one who was in charge of everything. Would she really not mess things up?

When the young dwarf from the engineering department was running, he seemed to notice something out of the corner of his eye. He stopped and stared at the patchwork communicator screen with burning eyes. On it was Carl who was communicating with the dwarf miners.

The young dwarf hesitated for a moment. He couldn't believe his eyes. He actually saw his idol Carl's...interactive page here? He could eat later, but Carl's interactive page was a rare treasure.

He waved his hand to signal the dwarves waiting for him in the engineering department to go first. He didn't want to waste other people's time because of his own affairs. Then, while he was hesitating about how to start the conversation, he walked to the pile of dwarf miners under the communicator showing Carl.

The dwarves in the engineering department wanted to pull him back. After all, if they mixed up with these miners and were caught, they would be fined. But they couldn't leave an intern there and let him be fined. So they walked into the miners' group in groups, on the one hand to protect the intern, and on the other hand because they were curious about what this star-chaser had seen.

"Um... could you send me a copy of your interactive page for Carl?" The young dwarf handed over his communicator stiffly. Some smaller software could be transmitted through the communication port on the communicator. The young dwarf seemed to be a little socially anxious. Being stared at by so many dwarf miners with missing limbs made him, a dwarf living in a peaceful world, a little panicked.

"Carl's interactive page? You must have seen it wrong, young man. This is just a boring old dwarf who has nothing better to do than give us a lecture..." One of the miners answered.

"I'm definitely not mistaken, this is Carl himself," the young dwarf swore. The young man's competitive spirit even made him swear: "I swear on my collection of Carl posters, co-branded commemorative coins and drawing boards that I'm definitely not mistaken."

Now it was the turn of the engineering department's dwarves and the miners to look at each other in bewilderment. The engineering department's dwarves naturally knew about the young man's "Carl concentration", and since the young dwarf had never dealt with the miners, the possibility of a prank was infinitely reduced... Could it be that Carl was really resurrected? The engineering department's dwarves were more inclined to believe that this was an interactive interface... right?

By the way, the soup on the table of these dwarf miners smelled good... It's a pity that the color of the beer was not right, and there were no side dishes, which somewhat ruined the soup.

The miners also began to murmur. Many of them felt that the dwarf who was giving the speech looked familiar. In addition, the young dwarf from the engineering department swore with such confidence that the miners began to have some doubts. What was going on?

At this time, Fang Qingyun finally understood what the "variable" in Katerin's mouth was. What else could he do if he didn't strike while the iron was hot? So Fang Qingyun pushed the old vulture up. Now he was the most suitable person to show his face.

"No, no, why are you pushing me?" The old vulture was pushed in front of the screen. Now that he had new legs, his resistance to this kind of push was greatly increased. He was pushed in front of the screen by Fang Qingyun's brute force, shoulder to shoulder with Carl, staring at the dwarf miners who were disabled with him. After a long while, he blurted out: "Um...how are you guys doing?"

Looking at the newly grown legs of the old vulture, the disabled miners' eyes almost popped out of their sockets. The dwarves from the engineering department who didn't know why the miners were so surprised also had an expression of collapsed worldview after listening to the miners' incoherent description, and their jaws dropped to the ground at once.

"So... so?" The young dwarf stuttered as he spoke, and even biting his tongue did not stop him from continuing to speak.

Carl smiled kindly. Although he did not have the white hair and wrinkles of an elder, the aura he exuded from his whole body still overwhelmed the old vulture next to him: "Yes, I am Carl. Do you want me to sign an autograph for you, young man?"

"Impossible, this is impossible." The young dwarf didn't really want all this to be true, but the surprise came too suddenly, making him lose the ability to control his speech for a moment. The expressions of the miners and the dwarves in the engineering department beside him were also like Christians who had seen God, and they all opened their mouths wide. When the familiar role model appeared in front of them, their expressions were not much better.

Finally, the noisy noise here attracted the attention of the dwarf security guards. They curiously left the door of the management with a cigarette in their hands and walked to a place where they could directly observe the situation in the bar. Then they saw the clothes of the dwarves from the engineering department mixed with the clothes of the dwarf miners. They felt like a disaster was about to happen, and hurriedly rushed back to their original guard post and knocked hard on the airlock door of the management.

The head of the management team, the dwarf who had been threatened by Fang Qingyun, heard the frequent knocking on the door. He threw a fork worth five days' rations for thirty people on the ground in dissatisfaction, kicked the high-level bench worth two weeks' rations in front of him, and took the remote control to open the airlock door.

Under normal circumstances, this airlock door is locked when the management is having meals. If Juer hadn't gone in early, he would probably have had to use the ventilation duct to sneak in.

The management staff next to him wisely put down their knives and forks to avoid angering their boss. The management boss had a cold face and his voice sounded like it was soaked in ice: "Didn't I say it's nothing important, don't bother me?"

Chapter 373, surprise attack!

"Sir! People from the engineering department are mixing with the miners! And they are still watching the speech of that old vulture!" The dwarf security guard was anxious like an ant on hot pan and was at a loss what to do.

The head of the management team, who had just been congratulating himself for having killed Fang Qingyun with a bomb, was now dumbfounded. Misled by the selective remarks of the dwarf security guard, he subconsciously thought that the dwarves from the engineering department had already joined forces with the miners, and that there was also the imperial sword of Fang Qingyun, the "imperial envoy"... It's over, I'm done for now!

The head of management reacted quickly. He was so frightened by the sudden change that he lost the ability to think and subconsciously imagined the worst-case scenario. Apart from anything else, the crime of trying to kill the supervisor sent by the higher-ups was enough to get him fired and held accountable.

They must not be allowed to rush in! Therefore, he issued a cruel order without hesitation: "Set up the machine guns! Shoot at them if you don't want to die!"

Seeing the frightened security guards quickly executing his orders, the management boss took two deep breaths and forced himself to calm down. No one in the management could escape responsibility for taking action against the imperial envoy. They were more or less tied to the management boss's chariot. Even if they were lucky enough not to be caught, the arrested management boss would not hesitate to sell them out in exchange for a reduced sentence. Therefore, they were all grasshoppers on the same string after all.

But the situation is different for security personnel. These security personnel are not the confidants of the management bosses, so the only way is to tie these guys to their chariots and promise them small benefits appropriately, and naturally these security personnel will keep their mouths shut.

The management had already thought about what was going to happen next. It was unknown whether the people in the engineering department had weapons, but they definitely did not wear heavy armor, so they would be particularly vulnerable to the armored dwarf security guards. In addition, a machine gun had dominance in a narrow terrain, so this rebellion would not be difficult to suppress. All they had to do was report that the miners had mutinied and hijacked the supervisor, and that the supervisor had volunteered to die in order to ensure the safety of the command rig...

Anyway, exploiting miners is nothing new. If they die, they die. As long as the death of the supervisor, Fang Qingyun, is blamed on these miners, the people at the top will naturally not give up on him easily.

However, up to now, the boss of the management team is unaware of the fact that Fang Qingyun is not there, and he has only made self-righteous arrangements in his mind.

When the security dwarf took out his brand new machine gun from the metal cabinet, he realized that he had to call other security teams. The miniature machine gun that he had never used before was particularly unfamiliar to him. The security guards who had only received simple training were not the best among the miners, but all kinds of corrupt officials who bribed the upper class. If they were thrown into the pile of corrupt officials on Hawks Star together with the miners, these security guards would be the first to collapse physically and mentally.

"Calling Team 2, Team 3, where are you?" The dwarf security guard of Team 1 was more excited than ever before. He gritted his teeth and tried hard not to let the voice be heard by the miners and the engineering department. "Idiot, check the information!"

The first squad is responsible for the security of the management, so there are not many people, only two. However, because it is a lucrative job, people who want to squeeze into the first squad are flocking to it. However, the security captain of the first squad has made a lot of money by eating empty salaries, so how can he let others take it away? Therefore, the first squad has only maintained a size of two people.

The second team is similar, except that they only have four people. The third team has the largest number, with seven people, which accounts for more than half of the security dwarves. Now the first team wants to get support from the remaining two teams as soon as possible. Even if two people have guns, they are very scared.

The security guards in charge of guarding the wine storage area did not respond. They were obviously still slacking off and drinking secretly. Guarding the wine warehouse is a lucrative job. After all, the wine has "natural consumption". It is not up to them to decide how much they want to drink. Therefore, it is normal for them to be offline all year round. They only gather in the morning. Who knows where they are squatting now, drinking and playing finger-guessing games?

"What's the matter, boss?" The security dwarf of the third team finally answered the phone after three minutes of continuous bombardment from the first team. He didn't want to answer it at first. After all, the first team was responsible for the security of the management, so they often showed off to other teams. The third team just wanted to disgust him.

The careless words and nonchalant tone made the dwarf security guard of the first team more angry than ever before. He now wished he could strangle the people of the third team with a belt.

"The situation is so critical, why are you still playing? Hurry up and take your guns and get ready to suppress the rebellion! The miners are about to revolt, and the management is finished. Let's see what you're going to do!" The first team gritted their teeth. If they were not afraid of being heard, they should have shouted like an air raid siren so that the entire space station could hear it.

There was a sudden sound of a communicator falling to the ground from the other end of the microphone. Apparently the dwarf from the third team was frightened. "Okay, okay, we'll be right over!"

The dwarf in charge of answering the phone in the third team threw the communicator aside and explained to the other dwarves waiting for the next call: "Okay, it's over. This time, the idiots in the first team came up with a new trick and told me that the miners were revolting..."

The other members of the third team looked at each other and laughed. "Don't be ridiculous. A miners' uprising? What are they going to rely on? Are they going to kill the management with stinky luncheon meat? Besides, if the miners were to revolt, would they be so quiet? Wouldn't their roar be heard by the entire command platform?"

The dwarves of the third team all nodded in agreement. After all, the security captain of the first team kept throwing wolves at them, and the third team didn't want to fall into the same trap again: "Ignore him, keep playing the music and dancing!"

The security captain waited for a long time but got no support from the third team. He only got a response that the communication was interrupted. The security captain was desperate. He knew that the people of the third team could not be trusted, but if he did not follow the orders of the management, he would die. He rolled his eyes and came up with a plan.

If this task is an unmatched hungry bear, then the security captain's next move is to try every means to run faster than his teammates.

He patted the dwarf next to him who was sweating profusely from fear, and began to fool people. He gave the miniature machine gun to his teammates. On the surface, giving high-powered weapons to teammates would give them a greater chance of survival, but in fact, he made his teammates his human radar and magnet. When the time came, the first target of the miners who were attacked would be the person holding the machine gun. Therefore, although the machine gun with fierce firepower seemed to have a high chance of survival, in fact, the machine gun was more likely to attract enemy firepower, resulting in the remaining survival time being calculated in seconds.

Through his eloquence, the dwarf security captain successfully fooled his teammates. He had already taken advantage of them, but he still wanted to take advantage of them more. He used the excuse that "since you have a more powerful machine gun", and asked his teammates to rush out of the corner first and fire at the gathered miners and dwarves from the engineering department, and then he would follow up to provide support.

At first glance, this method seems to be fine, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that it is not as simple as most people think. What kind of support is the so-called support? Firing two shots with the Black Uncle shooting method without exposing your body is also support, and killing all enemies with one burst of fire is also support. Even a layman knows the water in this.

Therefore, the dwarf security captain did not achieve his desired goal. If it had gone as he expected, things would most likely have turned out that his teammates would have died in battle, taking a large number of miners with them before they died. In this way, the security captain would naturally be able to take all the credit... Although after suppressing the miners he would most likely become the black glove that was taken off, he himself did not seem to realize this.

The security captain finally agreed to his teammates' safety method in disappointment, which was to rely on a machine gun and use the wall as a cover to carry out a gradual clearance strategy. Although it was safer, it lacked "visual impact" and it was difficult to obtain better rewards from management.

After all, if you can cause heavy losses to the rebellious miners in just one confrontation, then if your boss is not so short-sighted, you can theoretically get more rewards.

The two security guards moved along the wall. This simple tactical move made them breathe heavily. If the miners and the dwarves from the engineering department had not focused on Carl, their big steps would have been enough to attract the attention of the alert miners. Their bodies, which had not been exercised for so long, made it difficult for them to lift the minigun. If they were asked to shoot, they probably wouldn't be able to withstand the recoil.

The two dwarves made a three, two, one gesture and rushed out from a corner. The one holding a machine gun was the first one. The security captain who was covering him wanted to provide support but had no angle to fire even a single shot because his gun line was blocked.

The yellow bullet spurted out from the muzzle of the gun. The six barrels rotated at high speed and were preheated for only three seconds. Then, dense bullets were fired like locusts, covering almost all the stunned miners and dwarves from the engineering department. Although many of them reacted quickly and found cover, the smoke from the broken pots and pans still shrouded the battlefield.

The security dwarf turned twice, and the minigun overheated and its red-hot radiator popped out with a clang, and it went into a malfunction state.

Carl was stunned by the massacre that took place before his eyes. He had never expected that such a heinous and cruel act would be shown in front of him without even a scene being acted out...

The smoke cleared, and except for a few pots and pans that were broken, none of the dwarves were injured. The flattened yellow bullet heads were scattered all over the ground. Ximi, who was watching the show from the back, stood in front of all the dwarves at some point. She spread out her five fingers, and a light blue translucent barrier was propped up between her white fingers. Apparently, this was the reason why the bullets failed to work.

"...I'm angry!" Ximi's voice was soft but very serious.

Chapter 374: You think others are rioting? Then let you riot!

Fang Qingyun had never seen Ximi get angry. Ximi always seemed to be in a good mood. No matter whether she was facing difficulties from others or unexpected accidents, Ximi always had a familiar expression. The only time she had problems with her expression management was when she cried in Fang Qingyun's arms... Strictly speaking, Ximi's tears that time were also related to Fang Qingyun...

But this time was different. Fang Qingyun saw obvious annoyance on Ximi's face. Ximi, whose worst expression was a smile, clenched her teeth for the first time. Her emotion made her presence in the Hell Network soar, which meant that her avatar was burning.

After all, there are only a few people in the world who can attack their own people and use machine guns at that. Even the Supreme Alliance would not do such a disgusting thing.

With an angry look on her face, Ximi picked up the frying pan she used for cooking and threw it out like a dart. Although the hard frying pan was just an ordinary thing, it was like an armor-piercing bullet in Ximi's hand. It made a terrifying whistling sound in the air and hit the dwarf holding the machine gun without much deceleration.

The armor that was thought to be indestructible turned out to be a joke. The personal shield was overloaded the moment it made contact. The moment the frying pan with a tremendous force fell on the armor, the armor was like a balloon that had been exploded. Various armor parts flew out like shrapnel and were nailed to the wall in an instant, turning into wasteland-style ornaments.

The dwarf who was hit also exchanged kinetic energy with the high-speed frying pan under the power of the frying pan, and rolled and crawled on the ground like a cannonball, leaving a long mark, leaving only a miniature machine gun spinning in place.

Only after seeing this exaggerated scene did the miners and the dwarves from the engineering department come back to their senses from their shock. They had seen too many strange things that day. First, Carl's resurrection, then the regeneration of the disabled dwarf's legs, and then the security personnel who looked so arrogant on weekdays suddenly attacked them. If it weren't for the cook Ximi who blocked them, less than one in ten of them would have survived.

Under the leadership of someone unknown, the dwarves began to vent their anger with foul language. For a moment, the air was filled with the names of the management and their female relatives. The dwarf miners had no intention of rioting. On the one hand, they were not completely defeated and could not defeat the security guards even in hand-to-hand combat, not to mention that the security guards had guns. On the other hand, they did not want to fall out and still fantasized about a peaceful protest that would make the management compromise.

After being suddenly attacked by machine guns, even the dumbest dwarves reacted. They simply connected what they had just seen with everything else, and then came to a conclusion: the management seemed to be aware of something and were probably trying to massacre those who knew about it.

The management had unknowingly taken on such a prehistoric cauldron. Even if Carl couldn't stand what the management was doing and wanted to return to the command rig to lead the miners in a rebellion, a considerable number of miners would tend to be weak and compromise. After all, how could they live on? It was good enough to be alive, but when the "killer" of the management really appeared in front of them, the miners, who were originally conflicted, were suddenly twisted into a rope, and even the dwarves from the engineering department who didn't know why joined in...

No matter whether they were only targeting the miners, those bullets could kill them all. Although some of the dwarves in the engineering department hesitated whether to join the miners, they were soon convinced by Katerin, the honorary leader of the engineering department who had just walked out of the engineering department: "Do you think you can survive if you apply for retirement immediately after witnessing all this? You know, only the dead will not have the risk of leaking secrets."

This made sense. The dwarves in the Engineering Department agreed with Katerin's statement. On the one hand, there were precedents for what happened to the miners. On the other hand... Although the Engineering Department sounded like an indispensable organization, and it seemed that the weapons could not be repaired without the Engineering Department, in fact, each command drilling platform had its own engineering department. The annihilation of an engineering department was just a drop in the bucket, and soon the next engineering department would be formed to replace them.

Therefore, when the furious Ju'er was worried that her best friend would get hurt, and rushed in front of the security captain like an angry dragon, smashing three tables, a bar counter and an airlock door, this coward who could not even lift his gun threw the gun in his hand to the ground without hesitation. His action was so skillful that it seemed as if he had practiced it thousands of times. Fang Qingyun even suspected that the gun was made of magma. Why did it seem so hot?

The security captain quickly took out the various secondary weapons and grenades from his waistband and threw them on the ground to show that he had no ability to resist. Then he consciously lay on the ground with his palms facing up in surrender. This skillful move left Juer with no excuse to take advantage of the opportunity to attack. He could only watch in confusion as several dwarves from the engineering department with intact hands tied him up with ropes.

After watching the dwarves catch the security guard who was knocked unconscious by a frying pan thrown by Ximi, Juer seemed to have lost her goal. She turned her head and looked at Ximi stupidly. She didn't know how to be tactful and rashly meddling in other people's affairs would only make things more chaotic. She should leave the next step to Ximi, who had more experience in this area: "What should we do next?"

"People from the engineering department, quickly prepare the weapons and armor and put them on the miners." Ximi, who had experience in mobilizing vegetable people, was very familiar with the task. Whether he was "fighting guerrilla warfare" with a food truck and the drones of the Supreme Union during his lifetime, or solving the great crisis brought by the Puritans with Fang Qingyun after his death, Ximi almost always took on important tasks: "Since those in the management want to get rid of us so much, let's use bullets and explosives to tell them that we are not made of mud."

"Hey, how did things develop to this point?" Fang Qingyun covered his head with his hands in pain. He now felt that every world he went to would be more inclined to moderation... The good world was not good, and the bad world was not so bad... And this kind of thing happened almost every time he went to a world. He began to suspect that he was a professional rebel.

Carl said nothing. Although he originally wanted to keep the overall situation of Deep Rock Galaxy intact, after seeing the security personnel who killed their own people without hesitation, he felt that his original impression of Deep Rock Galaxy had collapsed. Although the original Deep Rock Galaxy Group was not well equipped, it was united enough... Now the Deep Rock Galaxy Group has become a group of small groups fighting each other and full of internal conflicts.

Even Carl now has the thought of "I'm tired, let's destroy it". Is there any need for the Deep Rock Galaxy Group, which has completely changed? After returning from a long trip, he found that his biological mother had become his stepmother, and the whole room exuded a strange familiarity. Carl now also has the urge to leave his hometown.

Moreover, the Deep Rock Galaxy Group now covers almost the entire Hawks Planet. If you say that the top directors of the Deep Rock Galaxy Group don’t know how corrupt the management is, it’s impossible at that time. But if you ask those directors to tell how many small tricks the management has played, I guess they can’t tell. In short, the entire Deep Rock Galaxy Group is now rotten...

"I think your plan has no chance of success," Carl said with a wry smile. He had still held out a glimmer of hope, hoping that the people at the top were just deceived, but now it seems that a management who commands the drilling platform dares to issue an order to shoot everyone, so how much power of life and death will the top directors hold?

Even if you contact the top management and directors, can you guarantee that their orders will be received by the people below? It takes months for the three feet of ice to turn into spring water even if the weather suddenly warms up. This is still under the most ideal conditions. What if the management below wants to bribe you? What if the management is slacking off? What if the dwarf miners are not well prepared?

You know, if we only talk about one-sided facts, it is entirely possible that a team of dwarf miners came down and spontaneously killed all the helpers around them, and then got on the airdrop capsule and went back to brag and drink, thinking they were heroes, completely unaware that they were being used as guns, and they thought they had become stronger, and when they opened fire, even the helpers didn't move...

Although under the constraints of the thorns, this cooperation will not be terminated due to such "friendly casualties", but such a bad situation basically determines the failure of Fang Qingyun's plan... Originally, there was a possibility of failure even with full cooperation, and now it would be strange if they can succeed with their own ulterior motives... The larger the organization, the more likely it is that it will be difficult to control every part. This is the reason why the tail is too big to be cut off.

Looking at the armed miners on the screen, installing spare prosthetic limbs, leaping to the airlock door of the management in an alternating cover posture, and rushing in after accurately breaking the door with a calculated bomb, Fang Qingyun sighed and said to the Thorns beside him: "Although according to Carl's statement, we may have to change our method...but now we have to give it a try..."

Jingzhi looked at the management being escorted out by the miners on the screen, and his light green pupils paused on Fang Qingyun's face for a moment: "Try, continue; I will, go all out; and, there is a backup option"

"Okay," Fang Qingyun nodded. Now the entire command rig was under the control of the miners. The two lazy security teams were defeated by the miners' surprise attack. As soon as they met, they were pressed to the ground by the burly miners. Until they were pressed to the ground, the guns on the shelves beside them were still in the empty state. "The next step should be the so-called negotiation, right?"

Chapter 375: The rotten management

When he saw Fang Qingyun through the screen, the tied-up management boss regretted his decision to the core. He had panicked and ended up doing something irreversible... Of course, this didn't mean that he regretted what he had done, but that he felt that he had overreacted. If he were given another chance, he would definitely not be caught.

Yes, otherwise what do you think he would regret? He didn't regret what he did, but he regretted his wrong decision at that time, which caused him to be caught.

The excited dwarf miners pointed their guns at the former superior with a fierce look on their faces. When the security captain surrendered voluntarily, he had already poured out everything he knew. Therefore, the miners who knew that the management boss was the culprit did not hold back and made things difficult for him on the way here.

The management boss with bruises on the corners of his mouth was very unconvinced even though he was being held captive. He stared at Fang Qingyun in the communicator with hatred, coughed, and spat a mouthful of yellow sticky phlegm. If Ximi hadn't hung the communicator high enough, the phlegm would probably have fallen on the communicator. The disgusting phlegm fell on the clean floor and was then wiped clean by Bosco, who was in charge of cleaning.

Don't underestimate this sticky phlegm. You can tell a lot from it. Under normal circumstances, miners, who have difficulty consuming tobacco, would find it very difficult to cough up such sticky phlegm. They don't have the ability to do so, right? Being able to abuse one's own body is a privilege of the superiors in a sense, and the miners must ensure that their bodies will not drag down their teammates. Any small wound may cause the entire team to pay a heavy price.

This disgusting behavior made the dwarf from the engineering department show disgust, and the miner who was almost killed by machine gun fire nearby gave this guy a blow with the butt of a rifle without hesitation. This butt of a rifle almost knocked this pampered guy to the ground. If it weren't for the dignity of being a "superior" that served as an internal driving force for him to stagger straight up, this butt of a rifle would have made him unable to take care of himself.

Carl had no intention of stopping him. Although Carl was portrayed as a dwarf with all the advantages, a good guy who could forgive his teammates with a smile even if he was betrayed a hundred times, and a natural leader who could control any difficult teammates, he was just an ordinary person after all. He almost witnessed a massacre before his eyes, so his attitude was obviously not very good.

His eyes stayed on the belly of the management boss, where the fat bulged out like a swimming ring, making him look like a fat pig sitting upright. His suit could hardly fit his obese body. Dwarfs have short necks, but this guy was so fat that he didn't even have a neck.

"I feel so sad," Carl said in a cold voice, but he couldn't hide the anger inside. "The original management was promoted from miners, so they naturally knew what the miners lacked. Even if they were doing management work, they maintained a military lifestyle on weekdays. At critical moments, they even went down to the mines to save people... And now you are so fat that you can't even wear armor, right?"

Fang Qingyun raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that the former Deep Rock Galactic Group that Carl mentioned was more humane than the group in the game. At least the management in the game didn't go down into the mine to rescue people... Wait, Fang Qingyun remembered a detail in the game. When a dwarf failed to board the airdrop capsule and leave, he only complained a few words... Could it be that he knew that the management would come down to rescue him soon?

Carl's gaze stayed on the chest pocket of the management boss's suit. The bulging pocket was obviously stuffed with something. The dwarf miner next to him understood what he meant and immediately pulled out the contents of the pocket and threw it on the ground. It was a box of cigars in an iron shell. The packaging was intact, but perhaps the dwarf miner threw it with too much force, and the iron shell did not get stuck in place, and the cigars inside were scattered all over the ground.

The gunman who was watching the fun next to Fang Qingyun sniffed the cigar in his pocket carefully. When there were non-smokers, women and children around, he would only smell the tobacco instead of puffing smoke. When he put the cigar back, he glanced at the screen and then saw the box of cigars of the boss of the management falling.

"Uh, the same brand?" The old vulture seemed to realize something. He looked at the gunman with a strange look. The box of cigars that the boss of the management just had seemed to be the same brand as the gunman's.

"How is that possible? Why would he smoke a cheap thing like me?" The gunman smiled and shook his head, but soon his expression became strange. He compared it twice and even put his cigar in front of the camera of the communicator for the miner on the other side to compare. Finally, he came to a surprising conclusion: "...are they really the same kind?"

"Okay, you, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, also betrayed the revolution, right?" The scout jokingly pulled the charging handle on the side of the M1000, pretending to load the gun.

"It's not me, I don't have it." The gunman was speechless. His panic made everyone laugh, but after laughing, everyone was still at a loss. Was this a coincidence? But something was wrong. How could a person of such status as the head of the management smoke the same brand and style as ordinary miners? This is not Red Nanjing or Purple Nanjing...

Carl frowned and came up with a plan. He asked the dwarf miners to bring all the dwarves from the management, and then announced something: "If anyone can explain the mystery or provide some clues, then I can reduce his punishment at my discretion."

The dwarves in the management looked at each other, and no one took the initiative to speak out. After all, in their eyes, Carl was just a self-righteous riot leader, and he was no match for the huge Deep Rock Galactic Group. Even though he was so arrogant now, he would be crushed to death later, and they would have to listen to the words of the boss of the management in the end. If they spoke out now to make themselves feel good for a while, what would they do if they fell into the hands of the boss of the management later?

"Before you think about it, I want to introduce the person next to me." Fang Qingyun seemed to know how to break the deadlock. This was like the broken window effect. Few people would make the first move on an intact car, but once the window was broken, everyone would naturally attack it, similar to the principle of everyone pushing down the wall when it falls. Therefore, what Fang Qingyun had to do was to smash the first brick himself: "The body of the person next to me has rotted on Hawks Planet."

This opening line left the dwarves confused. How could a living person be described as a "corpse"?

"The only relic with him at that time was a magic cube with errors, and it only takes a little magic..." Fang Qingyun let the flames burn in his palms, and his eyeballs turned into the incandescent color unique to zombies: "It can revive him... So, guess who he is? Friendly reminder, any of you will mention him... No matter what job you do, you will mention him more or less."

The dwarf who will definitely be mentioned, and has been dead for a long time? The management boss sneered disdainfully: "You don't still believe in such a trick? No way, no way? If the dead can be resurrected, then let Carl be resurrected and slap me in the face"

"I really wanted to," Carl said, "but it's a pity that you planted a bomb and blew up the space rig, so I couldn't use the space rig to teach you a lesson."

Almost all the dwarves got their enthusiasm for work from Carl's legendary stories. Carl was the hero among them, a great man who inspired them to move forward. But now when the great man kicked open the coffin and said that he would educate them well, the feeling was not so refreshing.

"What..." The head of the management team was about to say something when he was interrupted by Fang Qingyun.