Now they are in a very embarrassing situation. They have many clues, but each clue is incomplete and they can only guess.
"Now is not the time to think about this. Our most important thing is to go out from here to the archives room, and then search for Zhang Xiong's information." Meng Ran Nian said calmly.
This is naturally what Bo Shuo is thinking now. After all, the clues are incomplete and guessing here is a waste of time.
The group of people who originally came to find Yu did not dare to stay in front of Bo Shuo for fear that they would die miserably here, so they took advantage of the few people not paying attention to them and tiptoed into the room.
After what happened just now, they have deeply realized a truth.
You must not offend Bo Shuo. Even if you really face a game of death and no life, it will be hundreds of times stronger than Bo Shuo in the first game.
Bo Shuo did not stop them from leaving. To him, these people posed no threat at all, and there was no need to waste time and effort here.
"Go to the archives first." Bo Shuo looked towards the exit of the corridor and left here first.
Several others followed closely behind.
Perhaps it was acknowledgment that none of these candidates could come back alive. When they went out, no one was watching outside.
Going out from the corridor is a closed factory.
The people working inside are all candidates, and their Work ID colors are different. The most are red, and the least are green and yellow.
Bo Shuo felt that his group was too eye-catching, so he first asked 007 to control his Corruption Value within a tolerable range.
Then he took out the almost broken black Work ID from his pocket.
When the black Work ID was taken out and placed in the palm of the hand, the color on it changed rapidly, from the original unknown black to green and yellow.
The fine lines on it have also become extremely light and cannot be seen at all if you are not careful.
The three Meng Ran Nian were paying attention to the movements of Bo Shuo. The first thing they noticed was that the Work ID in Bo Shuo's hand was changing color rapidly. All of a sudden, the three of them were stunned in place.
What's the situation? Can Corruption Value still be reduced?
This is so unreasonable.
Ni Zi's psychological defense is slightly stronger. Seeing this situation, he didn't feel anything unusual. He just felt that, as expected of Mr. Bo, there was a way to reduce Corruption Value.
Compared to Ni Zi, other people's reactions were even greater. They didn't expect such a development for a while. They were stunned on the spot. After a while, they trembled and took the Work ID in their pockets with them.
After putting on Work ID, the strange looks around gradually diminished. Several people completely integrated into the factory.
Walking into the corridor, Bo Shuo looked at the map in front of him, then turned left and right to Archives.
At the door of Archives is a Sorting Area.
There is a thick Glass Cover isolation, and the workers inside are all wearing thick protective clothing. Their movements are numb and rigid, and they are so uniform that they look like a group of programmed robots.
Approximately one-third of the candidates are candidates.
The administrator of Sorting Area is an old man who looks lifeless. He is as skinny as a stick, and his eyes have completely sunk into his eye sockets, making him look like a skeleton.
The old man looked around Sorting Area, seemed to notice Bo Shuo's gaze, and turned his head suddenly to look over.
Bo Shuo His heart skipped a beat. If it hadn't been for the layer Glass Cover, he had no doubt that this old man would have rushed out first.
007 was also frightened by this old man, "He's coming! He's coming! He seems to want to eat us."
Bo Shuo's knuckles on his side were tense, and he could see the creepy appetite in the old man's eyes.
Bo Shuo was a little frightened, sweating tremblingly, "Am I Tang Monk's Meat? Why do these Weird Monster want to eat me?"
007 also felt something was wrong, "Yeah, although these Ghost also have appetites for other candidates, they are not as crazy as they are for you."
The old man stood in front of Bo Shuo and did not move for a long time.
Bo Shuo Being stared at by this eerie gaze, I felt goosebumps all over my body, and I didn't dare to look anymore.
At this moment, Meng Ran Nian's confused whisper suddenly came from behind.
"Why does this pig have this pattern on it?"
Bo Shuo turned around subconsciously and saw Meng Ran Nian frowning and staring at Sorting Area not far away. Bo Shuo followed his gaze and looked over.
It was a pig's trotter that had been divided in front of the stage.
The whole body is red, and there are still some pig hairs on it that have not been cleaned.
The most eye-catching thing is the obvious tattoo on it, which is black and looks like a rose.
"I remember that one of the candidates who came in the same batch as us had this rose pattern on her hand. Even the size and color were exactly the same."
Hearing this, Yu Zhou took a deep breath, and his voice trembled a little, "You mean, this pig is most likely that candidate?"