The next day, Chen Yu woke up curled up in bed.
It was still dark, and the other thirty-odd people were asleep.
Someone was secretly crying in bed, quietly calling, "Mom."
Visible particles floated through the air, mingling with the stench of sweat and feet from his roommates, making the air feel much heavier.
Chen Yu crawled out of bed, yawned, casually picked up the factory handbook beside him, and prepared to get some fresh air.
At that moment, the moon hung bright amid sparse stars, while the wind whispered and insects chirped. Yet the workshop not far away was still brightly lit. The night-shift workers inside were working feverishly, though the noise had been blocked by spells, leaving the dormitory area completely silent.
Finding a secluded spot, he first removed the "Insight" on himself, then cast the spell "Highlight Copying" again, turning the words in the handbook into key points before restoring "Insight."
Just as he expected, the factory handbook had only one line about employee benefits: [You may drink water.]
Meanwhile, employee obligations and all kinds of punishments filled page after page. Just one glance was enough to make his scalp tingle.
Every safety warning had one or more lives behind it, while every regulation had been paid for with dozens or even hundreds of fines.
Forcing himself to continue reading, Chen Yu couldn't help sighing. "The capitalists running this shitty factory are too evil."
[When working at heights, plug your ass, secure your front and back, and hand your keys to the supervisor to prevent relieving yourself at high altitudes. Violators will be fined.]
[Complaints or suggestions should be placed in the wastepaper basket in the supervisor's office. We will collect them together and dispose of them harmlessly. Violators will be fined.]
[The factory owner is kind-hearted.