Don't follow the rules

Chapter 481: Haojiu Home Furnishing City (Fifty-Seven)
"What cold storage?!" Gao Yang was shocked and wanted to repeat Ning Yao's words, but he found that he seemed to have not followed the other person's train of thought at all. He was just simply worried all the way.

Ning Yao glanced at him and said, "Have you forgotten what Sister Feng said?"

Gao Yang said stubbornly: "Oh, now I remember, it's the fresh-keeping warehouse!"

Ning Yao was too lazy to expose him, and just stepped back half a step with a smile on his face: "Since you remember it, please explore the way first."

Gao Yang's legs went weak: "Brother, are you treating me like a minesweeper?"

"How can you say it's minesweeping?" Ning Yao smiled and pushed him forward from behind. "It should be bomb disposal."

"Brother, please forgive me..." Gao Yang was really about to cry.

"Look at how cowardly you are." Ning Yao finally let go of his hand and walked in front of Gao Yang.

"Follow me closely. Whether you can make it out alive depends on your luck. I don't have time to look for my lost little brother."

Gao Yang was so scared that he quickly stuck to Ning Yao's back, but Ning Yao kicked him two meters away in disgust.

Ning Yao: "Please pay attention to social distance!"

Gao Yang: "OKOK."

Ning Yao picked up the iron bolt that had been thrown off the ground, stood it up, and stuck it crookedly in the gap of the door to prevent the iron door from closing automatically without wind. This type of door usually only has a lock on the outside. If it is closed, it will be difficult for the two of them to open the door from the inside.

Generally speaking, when working in such places, there are at least two staff members, one to go inside to operate, and one to stay outside the door to observe, to avoid the above situation.

But now, Gao Yang is obviously not a team member who can play the role of "watching the door", and even if he stays outside the door, he is unable to open such a heavy iron door.

"This...will this work?" Gao Yang asked weakly.

"Well, it mainly plays a styling role." Ning Yao explained.

Ning Yao naturally did not pin all his hopes on this seemingly unreliable iron bolt. He erected the bolt at the door, just as a "alarm".

When the bolt fell to the ground with a loud noise, he would know that someone was making trouble at the door.

This method was very simple and effective, but he did not intend to explain it to Gao Yang. He was happy to see Gao Yang trembling and wanting to cry but still having to follow his stupid behavior.

There is an inexplicable feeling of being proud.

Only after stepping over the threshold of the iron gate can you truly enter the cold storage.

The interior of the cold storage is much larger than I imagined.

They originally thought it would be like in the movies, with a cramped space behind a heavy door, restricted movement and insufficient oxygen, but they did not expect this place to be larger than any area in the mall they had been to before.

The light here became very strange. Gao Yang looked up and could clearly see the bright incandescent lamp hanging above his head, but the lamp could not illuminate the ground under their feet at all.

It was as if the light from a light bulb was intercepted by something halfway. Although Gao Yang followed closely behind Ning Yao who was leading the way, he could only move forward in semi-darkness.

However, the dim environment is not the only creepy thing about the cold storage.

Although he couldn't see clearly, Gao Yang could vaguely make out that all around him were neatly arranged metal shelves that stretched as far as the eye could see.

Very strange.

If it is a normal cold storage, and it contains goods that need to be kept at low temperatures or are perishable, then the staff will adopt appropriate stacking methods based on the nature and packaging specifications of the goods, such as stacked tilapia or hanging pigs.

In short, we will adhere to the general principles of "safety, convenience and economy".

Even if everything had to be placed on shelves of uniform specifications, they would certainly be properly ventilated. However, the towering shelves in this cold storage almost sealed the goods tightly, even occupying most of the space, so that Gao Yang walked for a long time without knowing what type of goods were on the shelves.

With the help of the air conditioning, the cold metal exudes a sense of order that seems to have been castrated of emotions.

As Ning Yao and Gao Yang walked around, the calm air flow here was disturbed, causing a breeze.

The chandelier above their heads began to sway gently, and the shadows of the shelves also swayed. The goods that were originally hidden in the shadows of the shelves also revealed their true appearance to these two uninvited guests.

There is an indescribable sense of oppression in the cold air, which makes people involuntarily speed up their breathing.

Gao Yang, who was already deeply nervous and breathing rapidly in fear, suddenly glimpsed a corner of the goods and screamed in shock:

“Dead people! There’s dead people! Aaaaaaaaaa… poof.”

Gao Yang's lips were pinched by Ning Yao's two fingers, like a restless duck.

Ning Yao: "Shut up, Shark, do you remember that we were planning to sneak in secretly?"

Gao Yang: “Mmmmm (It was no longer a secret when you removed the bolt).”

The two were silent for half a second, waiting for the cold storage to respond.

But the cold storage option is cruel to the end.

Ning Yao let go of Gao Yang's lips and said, "The tolerance rate here seems to be very high."

Gao Yang rubbed his lips which were swollen from being pulled, and he no longer had the courage to refute anything. All he had now was the determination to live, and the will to survive by clinging to Ning Yao's thighs.

Ning Yao unceremoniously pulled the cell phone out of Gao Yang's pocket, turned on the light, scanned left and right, and strolled around like an old man walking his bird in the morning market.

Gao Yang didn't forget why he was yelling so uncontrollably just now, and quickly took two steps forward.

"This is not a dead person." Ning Yao said.

"But..." Gao Yang didn't dare to look anymore. He just buried his head and followed Ning Yao.

"I've already said it at the entrance of the cold storage. This is a storage for humanoid bodies that haven't been activated yet. The people stored here are certainly not dead. They haven't even lived, so how can they be considered 'dead'?"

Gao Yang's memory gradually returned: "Humanoid body? Is that what Sister Feng mentioned before?"

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Ning Yao clapped twice expressionlessly: "Congratulations, you finally found your lost brain."

Gao Yang quickly pressed down the other person's clapping hands: "Shh, big brother, let's not be so presumptuous..."

"It's okay. Although there are no dead people here," Ning Yao waved him away, "there are no living people either."

Gao Yang swallowed fearfully: "What on earth is this humanoid body? What is it used for?"

Ning Yao cast the light in his hand towards the shelf nearby: "According to the information collected by the association, plus my own shallow understanding, they are a kind of high-level 'prosthetic limbs'... no, it should be called 'prosthetic bodies'."

"They are mass-produced human bodies that have everything except 'life'. Perhaps you could call them high-end Frankensteins."

"Of course, this is what I thought before, but now I don't think so."

He walked forward and lightly brushed his fingertips over the product labels on the shelf: Passenger.

Three forty, a very hellish update time, feels like my life is like a disco