Chapter 1: Ordinary Cleaner

Shu Mo is the most ordinary resident in the tower and does the most inconspicuous job.

Although this job of patrolling the supervision room of the institute and regularly cleaning up any dirt that may appear outside the institute is not very good, it can be regarded as the best job that Shu Mo can find.

He can be regarded as diligent and patient in dealing with every mess that can be seen. During the break of work, because of his personal preference, Shu Mo will even patiently and carefully watch the introduction and signs outside each supervision room. Serve as the joy of life.

As the saying goes, the prison cells are made of iron and run out of prisoners. Shu Mo has only been working here for half a year, and he has already discovered that in the area he is responsible for, the things held in the prison cells have been changed batch after batch. The cell door and supervision room had been damaged to a state of disrepair, but were repaired again and again by the logistics department and became intact again. Each time, the architect in charge of this area from the logistics department came here under the arrangement of the system. When he saw Shu Mo standing there intact, surprise flashed across his face for a moment.

"Y-210."

The other party used a tool to drill the door of the cell into a rattling sound. He was very skilled in his skills:

"You're not dead yet?"

For a moment, Shu Mo really didn't know what he should say. What, because of his colleagues, he could only give the other party an awkward and polite smile, but at the same time, Shu Mo also knew why the other party showed that surprised expression:

because the prisoners in Liushui had indeed changed a batch. Another batch.

But the number of employees lost in that process... is even more numerous.

As an employee who has worked here for such a long time, Shu Mo has only been here for half a year. As his colleagues around him lost their jobs, Shu Mo was pleasantly surprised to find that he had become the oldest person in this area. .

Now, when new employees join the company, Shu Mo even has to follow the leadership's instructions to provide training for the new employees. After introducing himself to these new employees with bright smiles on their faces, Shu Mo said that he was already the most senior employee within half a year of joining the company. When they were old people, Shu Mo could always see the smiles on the faces of these newcomers suddenly freeze, and then change into: "?" in just a few seconds.

"Come on, work hard!"

This was the only encouragement given by the leader to Shu Mo. He never appeared again. As for why this happened, it was because during the cleanup some time ago, Shu Mo saw The leader walked out sideways.

Of course, it is divided into four sections and goes out sideways.

In summary.

Everyone was very surprised that Shu Mo had survived here for so long and still tenaciously acted as the mascot of the supervision room.

They even started a game: Guess how many days the mascot can last.

Shu Mo, who didn't know that he was named a mascot and that someone had staked thousands of star coins on him, looked at the architect in front of him and said to him,

"I heard that the new caretaker has arrived?"

Shu Mo said in a chatting tone while cleaning the room. The architect held the reshaper in his hand and pressed the button in the direction of the door to reconstruct a new door. After hearing Shu Mo's words, he turned around The body said: "Why, are you also interested in the new leader?"

"That's a big shot who came by air, and his status is amazing." The constructor said.

Shu Mo thought that he was his immediate boss, so of course he would want to inquire about the other party's information. Of course, he was just curious. After all, even if they were in the same laboratory, the probability that they might interact with each other was higher than this fan. The chance of an accident tonight with the newly built gate is even smaller.

"I'm just curious."

Although the cell door is changed every day, it can still be held for a while. Shu Mo reached out and touched the newly made door. There was a touch of tenderness in his eyes, and he could see the people on the sidelines. The architect was puzzled. He leaned over and heard Shu Mo touching and saying, "Do you have to be firmer, my life and fortune depend on you!"

The architect laughed when he heard this, and he exerted force on his hand. , a screw popped out and rolled to the wall. Shu Mo took a look and was about to pick it up, but the architect walked over before him. But when he got close to the wall, he didn't know if it was an illusion. The man always felt that something flashed past the edge of this wall. He had obviously been trained in advance, and even participated in a training exercise again before coming to the lower level. The builder couldn't help but stretched out his hand. By some strange mistake, He lightly touched the mural that suddenly appeared on the wall with his finger.

A faint blue color flashed across his fingertips. Fortunately, whether he was a cleaner or a builder like Shu Mo, he would always wear special protective clothing when working, so that The blue color just stayed on his gloves. The architect lowered his head and saw that on the white gloves, a touch of azure color spread out like a perfect picture. On his gloves Stretching all the way, as if it has found soil where roots can take root, in a very short period of time, a rose pattern that is about to bloom is slowly outlined.

"...What are you looking at?"

It wasn't until Shu Mo turned around and looked at the architect that the man seemed to wake up from some hallucination. He looked over again, only to find that what he just saw had disappeared. There was nothing on his glove, only a screw that glowed blue.

"Nothing."

The architect walked back to his position and fixed the door. Shu Mo couldn't understand the work of the architect, but he still recognized the other person's ability in his heart. After all, every time the monsters in the supervision room escaped, he was the one who came here to be responsible for repairs.

The repair process seemed to be faster this time, and Shu Mo felt that the other party's work speed was becoming more and more reliable. He walked over, looked at the architect who seemed a little distracted, and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong with you?"

As if he was hiding something, the man quickly put his right hand into his pocket. Then he raised his face. Was it Shu Mo's illusion? The other person's face looked a little fairer for a short moment, but it was like an illusion under the light. While observing, Shu Mo couldn't help but move his hands to his waist: there was a uniform tied there. As long as Shu Mo pressed his hand on the distributed communicator, the "hunters" on standby in the institute would rush out in an instant and arrest any suspicious people or objects on the spot.

"I'm thinking..."

The constructor raised his face slightly and looked at the ceiling in the cell. In fact, the space in this supervision room is quite large. After all, some of the guys' physiques are indeed behemoths, and they were in this situation before. The prisoners in the supervision room also belong to a very special group, so the space in the supervision room allows them to grow freely inside.

Under the light, the architect's dark blue eyes became darker and darker, as if there was a ball of thick paint gathering in them. He slowly turned his face and looked at Shu Mo in front of him. Shu Mo was already secretly gritting his teeth and pointing his fingers. Just before he was about to press the button, the man continued: "What are you having for lunch?"

As he finished speaking, the architect raised his hand and pressed the button on the newly repaired cell door. A line of light formed A barrier formed in front of them, and the newly constructed secondary barrier quickly formed a glass-like wall, which not only isolated the supervision room from the outside world, but was enough for everyone to see clearly what was happening inside.

"Hahaha!" The architect looked at Shu Mo's somewhat helpless expression and joked to him, "Are you scared?"

Shu Mo said: "..." Sometimes he really wants to call the police.

"Hey," Shu Mo looked at the architect who seemed to have returned to normal. He glanced at him and then at the barrier. Then he twitched the corners of his eyes and couldn't help but said, "What are you doing?"

said the architect. : "What's wrong?"

"You locked both of us in, you guy."

Shu Mo pressed his eyebrows with a headache. The opening authority of this barrier is only in the hands of the experimenter and the supervisor. The architect smiled at him, then flicked his fingers and entered an instruction: "Don't be afraid. As technicians, we must have fault tolerance."

The newly formed barrier slowly disappeared, and Shu Mo quickly walked out. , he didn't want to stay in this place for too long, especially when the monsters imprisoned inside would soon be locked back in the cell.

The architect continued to deal with something on the spot, and he also walked out, and then closed the cell door again. This seemingly ordinary, glass-like barrier in front of him could block those things that were either ferocious, terrifying, or incomprehensible. The monsters attacked, and as the button was pressed, the barrier in front of him slowly turned dark, blocking everything in it.

Are the prisoners imprisoned in it the monsters, pollution, or a kind of nightmare that has been incarcerated all year round in this prison? Not many people actually care what they should be called. People who live here only know how dangerous these things are, but they have to work here.

The pollutants that had been here before escaped, and then used the entire C area as a breeding nest for it to breed wantonly, and then grew here unscrupulously. The architect didn't know the details. He stopped in front of the cell and looked at the door number in front of the custody room, but couldn't see any more information. He could only see the code name on it:

[Second Level Pollutant-I-58-DD- A dream come true.

Threat level of this pollutant: Level 2;

Recommended protection level: Level 2 protective barrier.

System prompt: The contaminant has not returned home yet. Please sort out all traces in the prison and reinstall the protective barrier before returning. 】

After reading this message, the architect sent out the message that the installation was completed. He should turn around and leave at this time, but the man's expression was briefly dazed. Shu Mo on the side was cleaning the ground with the tool in his hand. Thanks to I-58-DD, there is still a lot of leftover dirt in the corners of Area C.

Shu Mo's silence tonight was due to his resentment due to working overtime. While he was exuding resentment that was reserved for workers, the architect on the side suddenly came over and asked him in a low voice:

"Hey, Y-210."

Shu Mo was startled.

The other party was too close, so close that Shu Mo's eyes became suspicious. Facing Shu Mo's eyes, the architect blinked and smiled, and suddenly said: "You know you are being held captive in this facility?" What exactly is the pollutant in the supervision room?”