48 Hours a Day

Chapter 1128: "Factory Workshop"

The wire reached out from the gap of the door. It first twisted left and right a few times, looking rather excited, like a dog that had gone out to have fun. However, it did not forget what it wanted to do, soon looking for the keyhole.

The people in the room heard the sound of the front of the wire scratching the door. After about half a minute, the wire seemed to have found the position of the door lock. After going in and fiddling around inside for a while, with a click, the door that was locked from the inside was finally opened again. The young man was quite pleased with himself as he put the iron wire back into his pocket.

He was about to push the door open when he was stopped by the repairman. "We don't know what's going on outside. Should we discuss what to do if we encounter a battle later?"

"What's there to be afraid of? We have Simon on our side," the young man said confidently. "No matter what enemies are outside, we'll just trample them."

Zhang Heng initially thought that the repair union would refute him, but the latter actually nodded in agreement. "That makes sense."

"…"

Fortunately, Master Kui was more reliable. With a frown, he said, "Don't be silly. If you want to chase after a star, you should wait until you get out." After a pause, he turned to Zhang Heng and said, "I didn't mean to offend you."

"No, you're right," Zhang Heng said as he took his Pestilence Bone Bow off his back.

With him leading the way, everyone else was ready for battle. Zhang Heng nodded at the young man before he pushed the door open.

The young man was obviously a veteran. Even though he claimed that Simon was the best in the world, he knew that he had to worry about his own life. After he pushed the door open, he immediately moved to the side.

Zhang Heng stood on the left side of the door. After he opened the door, he raised the Pestilence Bow and aimed directly in front of him. He saw a small balcony, where a man dressed like them was there. He wore a white coat, and at that moment, was looking down, as if checking the equipment below.

He heard the sound of the door opening, and he raised his head to look in the direction of the seven people.

Many thoughts flashed through Zhang Heng's mind at that moment, but in the end, the man who had rushed to the balcony turned his gaze to the front and quietly put the [ plague bone bow ] behind him, then, he heard the man across from him open his mouth and shout something at him.

Zhang Heng didn't understand Russian, but from his expression, he could tell that the man wasn't calling for a guard or anyone else. He was just a little surprised at why he was there.

"What do we do? Do we go out?" the young man asked in a low voice.

"Yes, three people should go out first to check on the situation. Leave four people in the room," Zhang Heng said.

After that, he, Zhanfu, and Master Kui walked out of the small room. Finally, they could see more of the outside world.

This was indeed the common factory layout. Surrounded by concrete walls, iron frames, and some machinery as far as the eye could see, the most intriguing part was at the bottom of the factory. There was a huge round lid, with a diameter of about 15 meters. The amazing thing was that the lid wasn't in a piece but divided into small cubes. There were about 2,000 pieces of those cubes. This number was calculated from the rows and columns on the side. In addition, some of the cubes were painted with different colors, and others with numbers on them.

"What is that?" the youth asked.

"I don't know. Is it some kind of maze?" Master Kui guessed.

Those stainless-steel cubes looked like the cubes in the Huarong Road game they had played before, and it was inevitable Master Kui would have such thoughts. Besides that, he also noticed that on the left side, opposite the balcony, there was also an office. Through the glass window, he could see the two workers inside, and these were all the people in the factory.

Without the guards that the players were worried about, they didn't even run into any decent armed forces. The seven of them seemed to be continuing their good luck from when they first entered the game.

"Is that all you have?" the youth in the uniform said eagerly. "Give me three minutes, and I can take them all down."

"I'll only need two and a half," Master Kui said calmly.

"How is that possible? They are quite far away from each other," the young man in the zhanfu said indignantly. "It takes a lot of time just to run there. But then again, it seems that we are indeed in the production workshop of the factory. No wonder there are no security guards… but why don't I see a few workers? Is the productivity of 20th-century Soviet Union really so high?"

While the two of them were talking in low voices, the man on the balcony opposite them shouted a few more words. The three fake foreigners in white clothes across from them wouldn't say anything other than "woola." Of course, they couldn't give him any answers either, so the man on the balcony shouted a few times, but no one paid attention to him. Thus, he had no choice but to walk over.

"I'll take him down. You go deal with the two in the office." Master Kui began to assign tasks.

"Why?" The teenager was quite dissatisfied with this arrangement. "The office needs to run a few steps, okay? And who knows if there's an alarm button inside. If you miss and alert the people inside, I'll be the one to blame."

"What else? Don't you want to move these little fish and shrimp? Do you want your idol Simon to do it?"

"Of course not. I'm the one who's going," the young man said. After a while, he came back to his senses. "Wait a minute, aren't we supposed to assign tasks to each other?"

"You're really annoying," Master Kui said impatiently. "If I ask you to do something, why don't we switch places? Do you have a way to control that guy so that he doesn't make any noise and alert the two people behind the glass window?"

The young man was speechless. In the end, he had no choice but to look to Zhang Heng for help. Eventually, he found that Zhang Heng had been staring at the big metal lid below.

"Is there a problem?" the young man asked.

"Oh, I'm wondering what this workshop is for," Zhang Heng said.

"What is it for? Speaking of which, it does seem to be a problem," the young man asked curiously. "Although this place also has a few machines, why are they all installed against the wall? The empty space in the middle only has a large manhole cover. Could the production line is below?"

All of a sudden, a tremor came from beneath his feet. Immediately after, the entire "factory workshop" started to shake as well. The three of them discovered that the metal cubes underground suddenly started to move, jumping up and down like the lid of a pot that was lifted by boiling steam.

At first, there were only a few cubes, but soon, almost all of the cubes were running up and down crazily. The round lid now looked like a distorted human face.