Chapter 0088 He is dying
As soon as the monsters entered the workshop, they started working automatically. Some of them moved stones from the corner and threw them into the furnace, while others used shovels to throw coal into the furnace.
The fire was blazing and seemed to never go out.
There was a burnt smell in the air and sparks were everywhere. After just one minute, I felt dry mouth and tongue.
This place is completely different from the shady factory I imagined.
Those people use strange means to turn normal people into monsters. They don't do ordinary factory assembly line work, but this kind of primitive and backward hard labor.
The nine furnaces, each about two meters high, are very heavy and pure black. It is impossible to tell what material they are made of; they look like both metal and stone.
The sound of liquid bubbling could be heard and bursts of hot air came out of the furnace, as if something was simmering inside.
Snapped!
I heard the sound of a whip waving from behind me, and I hurriedly dragged Zhao Xiaohai and ran forward, thus escaping the disaster.
"Find a job for yourself, or wait for me to arrange it for you?"
The hook-nosed man standing outside roared, then he gestured to the side, and then the heavy metal gate slammed shut.
It fits so tightly that it is impossible to open it unless you find the switch.
The monsters worked in an orderly manner and no one paid any attention to Zhao Xiaohai and me.
Those strange-shaped stones piled in the corner , some are black, some are red, each one is as big as a desk and extremely heavy.
Even the workers who had turned into strong monsters had a hard time carrying the stuff, let alone Zhao Xiaohai and me.
After looking around, I found a cart and together with Zhao Xiaohai, we shoveled coal into it and transported it to the stove.
This is the lightest job and the one that keeps you away from the hot flames.
But despite this, after two trips, Zhao Xiaohai and I still felt exhausted.
As soon as the sweat came out, it was dried up by the fire. Soon, I felt that there was very little liquid left in my body. My whole throat was burning and painful, and I could hardly speak.
It is hard to imagine how other workers manage to keep going day after day.
Just like No. 39 said, compared to the purgatory-like torture here, death is actually a beautiful thing.
While transporting coal, Zhao Xiaohai kept observing which monster was his brother. His pale skin was burned red and his lips were cracked.
He was thin to begin with, and after a few trips he could barely stand, so he and I supported each other.
For me, there was something more pressing than physical torture.
Found the cell phone in the Ghost Story Live Room!
Work and observe.
There is a rectangular piece of glass inlaid on one wall of the workshop away from the furnace. From time to time, a figure would sway there. It should be the window through which the administrator supervised the workers.
There are three huge ventilation holes on the other wall. The huge fan blades are rotating at high speed. It is impossible for people to climb over them. The fan blades can directly break people's bones.
The only exit is the metal gate.
I observed carefully when I entered the door. There was no button or anything like that next to the gate, and I didn't see the hook-nosed man pressing any button before leaving, which shows that the switch must be in the management room.
From time to time I looked at the long and narrow window, speculating in my mind that the glass might have been broken by a stone.
Intentionally or unintentionally, I pushed the cart past.
The window is two meters above the ground. The glass is about half a meter wide and three or four meters long, which is more than enough for people to climb over.
After looking for a while, I gave up the idea of breaking the glass.
Because one of the monsters slipped and accidentally hit the glass with the stone in his hand, which made a loud noise but didn't even leave a shallow mark on the glass.
Neither the windows, nor the metal shutters, nor the vents worked.
Am I just going to do hard labor here for the rest of my life ?
This is impossible. Once it reaches 12 o'clock at night, before I start the live broadcast, I will completely disappear from this world.
Perhaps, rather than suffering day after day, it would be better to disappear completely?
No, this is not my choice!
I don't give up.
As I tried my best to endure the physical torture, my brain was working rapidly.
Before Hooked Nose kicked Zhao Xiaohai and me out of the cell, he said something very strange.
"As long as I don't die, it's fine!"
Doesn't he want us to die?
A thought occurred to me: If I pretended that I couldn't hold on any longer, would they open the floodgates?
Boom!
Before I could do anything, I heard the sound of someone falling to the ground nearby.
Feeling something was wrong, I turned around and saw that it was Zhao Xiaohai!
"Xiaohai, Xiaohai, how are you?" I dropped the shovel in my hand and ran over.
The air was filled with sparks and waves of hot air came one after another.
Zhao Xiaohai's entire face was burned red, and a layer of blood scabs formed on his cracked lips. He seemed to be unable to breathe and was in great pain.
I carried him to the ventilation vent and he felt a little better.
Boom boom boom!
A dull knocking sound suddenly rang out. I looked in the direction of the sound and found a green-haired monster holding a stone and smashing the surveillance glass desperately.
The figures inside were attracted, three faces stuck to the window to take a look, and someone left quickly.
Why did that monster want to help? Could he be Zhao Xiaohai’s brother?
Except for him, the other monsters did not move or stop their work. They just looked at us indifferently.
I put Zhao Xiaohai down and ran over to memorize his number.
No. 36.
Boom!
The metal gate slowly opened, and the monster picked up the stone and ran back to the team. Soon it was unclear who was him.
I also ran back to Zhao Xiaohai.
The metal gate opened completely, and a hooked-nosed man holding a whip walked in with a frown. His face was extremely gloomy, as if we had caused him a lot of trouble.
"what happened?"
"He's dying." I shouted anxiously in a hoarse voice, "We have to get him out, or he'll die soon!"
"This damn dwarf, the new person he found is so useless! Fuck him, I will be punished if he dies!"
The hook-nosed man cursed angrily, pointed at me and ordered fiercely: "You, move him out!"
"well!"
I suppressed the ecstasy in my heart, carried Zhao Xiaohai on my back, and followed the hook-nosed man timidly towards the metal gate.
When I reached the door, I glanced back quietly.
In the workshop filled with sparks, it seemed as if a monster waved at me.
The gates crashed down.
The heat wave was isolated, and the cool air rushed into the lungs, causing both pain and comfort.
I carried Zhao Xiaohai on my back and followed Hooked Nose into a long, narrow and dark passage.
The door in front opened and a short and strong man stuck his head out.
"What's wrong?"
"You still have the nerve to ask! What a shame you and Ma Zi did. One of you found a useless animal, and the other forgot to feed the pigs! If someone dies, you will be punished with me!"
The hook-nosed man walked forward while cursing.
When I passed the door, I lowered my head and took a look inside, and my heart was suddenly filled with joy.
There is a cabinet inside and I put my backpack on it!
