This Group of Players Are All Slimes

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The wife realized that there was a stranger.

She got up awkwardly to say hello, then wiped off her saliva and ran into the kitchen, warming up the bread and broth.

Then, she hurriedly fled into the room and never came out tonight.

Jack poured a bowl full of broth for "Lucifer" and drank intoxicated.

He tore the bread into small pieces and put it in a bowl, he tasted it, and said with satisfaction: "The aristocratic diet, they must eat this kind of white bread."

"Lucifer" took a sip and tasted it really good.

Fortunately, they have not fallen to the point of taking food for huge profits.

After eating the meal soon, Jack took out the newspaper and pen, and said embarrassingly: "Excuse me, I am selfish in asking you to come to my house. Can you teach me to read?"

"Don't the Unknown Gods sect have free schools?" "Lucifer" asked suspiciously.

"Evening school starts at seven o'clock in the evening. I can't make it in time, so I can only trouble you." Jack wiped his hands restrainedly. "Of course, if you don't want it, it's not happening."

"No, I'm happy."

Taking the other party's newspaper, "Lucifer" pointed to the words in the newspaper and started one by one.

Jack listened very seriously. This middle-aged man in his early thirties looked much older than his actual age, but there was still a desire for knowledge in his eyes.

He studied each character intently, asking the meaning of each word, and it took him a long time to read the content of a news article.

Realizing that it was late, he stopped abruptly and led "Lucifer" into the guest room.

"You sleep here tonight, sorry, I don't have any extra quilts, so can I wrong you?"

"It's okay, I'm used to it, so that's it."

"Well, good night, thank you for your help, Mr. Lucifer."

"Good night."

"Lucifer" watched Jack leave, then took a step forward.

An empty shell appeared on the spot, and the body of "Lucifer" walked out of the room and came to a high altitude, looking down at the city of hot springs.

The players drove away a class, but a more terrifying beast, capitalism has also come here.

This invisible beast has quickly crawled into the ecological niche of this city, and has begun to move quickly towards the top of the ecology.

Selfishness and greed in human nature are its best nutrition. The increase in productivity will not immediately eliminate it, but will make it evolve in a more powerful direction.

"I really don't know if this matter is good or bad, I hope there is a way to stop it."

Quietly admiring the lights here, "Lucifer" turned back to Jack's house, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The next day, the factory started.

Still the same stuffy environment, still the same monotonous work content.

The difference is that when he was about to get off work, the foreman came out and drew another red line and shouted to everyone: "Today is 30%!"

This means that they will get off work later again.

No one complains, they are racing against time to complete their work, without stopping.

And this silence undoubtedly stimulated the greed of the factory managers.

This red line is getting higher every day, and their time off work is getting late, but not only did their wages not increase, but they were fined for various reasons.

By the end of the month, they had only received two-thirds of the salary promised by the contract, but even so, everyone was smiling.

"Why are you so happy after taking two thirds?" "Lucifer" asked Jack suspiciously.

"We couldn't get it before." Jack touched the silver coin in his pocket intoxicated. "Let's go, we can have a drink tonight."

Just as everyone was about to go back to rest, the factory behind suddenly erupted with earth-shattering explosions, and countless instruments flew toward the sky, turning to ashes in the sound of explosions one after another.

Watching the factory turn to ashes, someone suddenly knelt on the ground and wailed in pain.

Their work is gone.

The entire fire was extinguished the next day, and the pungent and sour chemical mixture spread everywhere here.

The invited unqualified detective jumped in the ruins of the factory for a while, and then used his abilities [clues] to quickly come to a conclusion.

"Explosion caused by overuse. The load rate of the key parts reached 200%, and it has not undergone any maintenance. Has the factory manager arrived?"

A middle-aged man came up and said nervously: "I am."

"This factory is a cooperative factory. The Unknown God Cult sends technology. You are responsible for funding and management. The profit is 37%. You account for the majority. That's right."

The factory owner wiped his sweat with a handkerchief: "You are right."

"When the contract was signed, it was clearly stipulated that the maximum load rate should not exceed 120%, and it should not exceed one week in a row, right?"

"…Have."

"Then can you explain why it has reached 200% such a terrible level? And the higher the load rate, the longer the workers' overtime hours, and the eight-hour work system clearly stipulated in the contract has been eaten by you? ?"

The tone of the unqualified detective was very flat, but every word was to the point, leaving the factory owner speechless.

Although the family is rich, the factory owner understands that he is not facing a slime, but a priest of the unknown **** sect. The opponent can easily defeat the health **** sect, so it is easier to crush himself, this rich man, than an ant.

Putting his posture to the lowest, he whispered: "Please give me one day, and I will give you an explanation."

"Yes. Either give me an explanation, or put you on the street lamp. No one has been hanging a street lamp for a long time recently, but the crazy little policewoman is very itchy."

"…I see."

Before leaving, the unqualified detective happened to glance back, just to see "Lucifer" in the crowd.

"Eh, UU reading www.uukanshu.com magic..."

(Don't talk, wait for me to talk about anything when I go back.)

Hearing the sudden sound in his ears, the unqualified detective nodded clearly.

After that, he left here directly.

After the unqualified detectives left, the factory owner slumped on the ground, and only after a few bites of smelling salts did he ease himself.

The foremen were instructed to take care of everyone. The factory owner and several senior executives discussed together for a long time, and finally came to a conclusion.

They need a scapegoat.

Pack the other party as a villain who incites workers to work overtime, pack yourself into a lamb that is not effective enough to stop them, and finally give a bribe to the priests of the unknown **** sect, then this matter is turned over.

They have done this kind of thing many times, and I believe they will be able to succeed this time.

This scapegoat is best to be a thorn, and it has the original sin, it is best to be a former nobleman and an outsider, so that it is more convenient to make this matter into an iron case.

As a result, in this very inexplicable situation, "Lucifer" was "invited" to a certain room and then chained to it.

"Meow~" "Lucifer" tilted his head in confusion.

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