Qin Rang's eyes widened. Although he didn't know how Qi Jiu would do it, he had a hunch that what the boss said easily would eventually become a reality.

Canteen rest area.

After finishing his meal, Qi Ji found Ji Xiaoye who was applying a facial mask: "Can I ask you something? About your operating skills."

"Sit," Ji Xiaoye pointed to the seat next to her. Of course she remembered that she still owed Qi the right to use the manipulation skills once. "Is there anything you want to know?"

Qi Gu got straight to the point: "What is the approximate success rate of controlling No. 5 again?"

No. 5, of course, refers to Wu Gui’s wife-killing roommate.

Ji Xiaoye was stunned for a moment and replied: "This is difficult to estimate. It stands to reason that objects that have been manipulated tend to have a higher probability of success, but this is not the most important influencing factor."

"It mainly depends on the difficulty of achieving the manipulation event, the degree of rejection of the manipulated object, and the pleasure value of the other party at the time. The lower the pleasure value, the better the control."

Qi Jiu thought thoughtfully: "Can efficiency items be used on the opponent through manipulation?"

Ji Xiaoye frowned: "It stands to reason, but I haven't tried it."

"What is the efficiency item you are referring to..." She had a premonition and asked.

Qi Jiu: "Qin Rang gave me the 5-second prop as a gift."

"Tsk," Ji Xiaoye peeled off the mask from her face, she narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Qi Qiu, "I want to know your plan."

Qi Jiu smiled: "Of course, only you can make this plan come true."

*

After discussing the plan with Ji Xiaoye, Qi Jiu only needs to wait for the rest. Whether it succeeds or not will be answered tomorrow morning.

His pleasure level continued to decline, and the pain in his neck continued to increase.

Due to the low pleasure value and the symptoms of wound decay and inflammation, Qi Gu began to experience dizziness, tinnitus, fatigue and other uncomfortable reactions after meals.

Even taking the anti-inflammatory drugs given by Ji Xiaoye had no effect. Qi Jiu leaned on the chair in the rest area, his ears buzzing like cicadas chirping in a summer afternoon, silent and noisy.

He yawned widely, his eyelids were wet and heavy, and the surrounding light turned into moist spots, which gradually enlarged and spread, and finally connected into a white mist. Qi Gu's whole person was in a daze, as if falling deep into the thick fog.

——

He fell asleep and had a dream.

In the dream, the white mist receded like a tide, surrounded by white tiles and walls, and in front of him was an operating table.

In the center of the operating table was placed a mass of blood-stained flesh...or perhaps some kind of dying creature, because Qi Jiu could hear the weak breathing and moaning sounds coming from the mass.

In the dream, he could not move freely. It was as if he had entered someone's body and watched the dream playing through the other person's eyes.

He was wearing a white doctor's uniform and seemed to be a doctor.

The gloves were stained with a mixture of tissue mucus and fresh blood, and through the mask, a strong and unique fishy smell filled the air.

He was holding a syringe in his hand, and seemed to be injecting something into the groaning mass of rotten flesh.

"Is it fun?"

It was the voice of a young woman, with a smile in her tone. At the same time, a hard and cold object was pressed against the back of the head of the owner of Qi Gu's body.

Qi Jiu heard the sound of a pistol being loaded.

"Don't be ridiculous." The owner of the body was not afraid, and even said that he didn't care at all when the other party pointed a gun at the back of his head. He seemed to be accustomed to such a situation.

He continued to focus on the injection movements in his hands.

The body owner's voice was just like the voice coming from the communicator last night, no different from Qi Qiu's own voice.

The girl chuckled softly, and then placed the removed gun in front of him on the operating table.

"I said, if one day I become like this, you can use it to destroy me." The girl said in a joking tone, but she said it very seriously.

The owner of the body did not answer.

The girl complained: "This ghost is really ugly. I don't want it. I would rather disappear from this world."

"So, please."

…

Qi Jiu opened his eyes suddenly, and Qin Rang patted his shoulder with worry on his face: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Qi Qiu took a deep breath, "I had a nightmare."

"It's probably a side effect of the decreased pleasure level after the injury," Qi Qiu glanced at the time, "Let's go, the rest time is almost over, it's just right to go to the workshop now."

Qin Rang looked at Qi Qiu worriedly, and finally lowered his head without saying anything. He knew very well what the declining pleasure value meant, but he didn't seem to do anything good except cheating the other party.

Along the way, Qi Qiu was thinking, who is "him" in the dream? And the familiar doctor's uniform on his body... Is "he" the doctor who has disappeared from the infirmary? Why did he do something about him?

, and that girl’s dream? Who was the girl who joked with him with a gun?

But Qi Jiu believes that dreams can only be regarded as reminders, not clues.

He had a premonition that he would have the opportunity to meet this "familiar" doctor in the future.

*

The period between after dinner and before lights out was relatively free. Qi Jiu carried canned dried fish in his pocket and walked southwest after leaving the dormitory.

The nurse reminded me at noon - "No one can treat skin corroded by mucus."

If you think of this sentence as a play on words, in addition to people, there are other creatures in this factory, such as the little gray cat that helped him from the beginning, but was classified as a dangerous creature by the factory rules.

The wound on his neck continued to worsen, and the pleasure level was about to fall to the critical point. Anyway, there was no clearer way at the moment. Qi Jiu believed that he might be able to find a way out by taking a risk and experimenting.

The door through which he entered the factory could not be found on the map. Fortunately, Qi Qiu had a good sense of space. Following the direction of his memory, he soon heard the sound of the waves nearby. After taking two steps forward, he was

The wooden door painted cement color is hidden in the weeds.

That's right here.

Qi Jiu opened the can and placed it by the door, while he hid a little further away and secretly observed the movement.

I was lucky tonight. After waiting for less than ten minutes, there was movement in the grass.

A gray figure jumped out from the haystack, stopped motionless at the fish can, and meowed twice warily.

The little gray cat and the dried fish were in a stalemate for half a minute. Finally, the little gray cat finally surrendered to the long-coveted dried fish and ate it with relish.

Qi Jiu squatted in the grass and waited patiently, sometimes even deliberately making a little noise, trying to test the little gray cat's attitude.

The little gray cat moved its ears, as if it had noticed that someone was here, but it did not stop eating the dried fish.

When the little gray cat almost finished eating the dried fish, Qi Jiu poked at the grass piled in front of him.

The little gray cat finally raised its head and faced off for a moment. It shook its tail and meowed twice at Qi Jiu. There was no alertness or fear in its blue eyes like glass beads.

——Just curious, and a little eager to try.

Qi Jiu stretched out his hand to greet the cat. After receiving the permission, the little gray cat completely put down his guard and rushed towards Qi Jiu. Qi Jiu smiled and touched its soft head, and opened another can of dried fish.

"Do you still remember me?" Qi Jiu asked.

Little gray cat: Meow

Qi Jiu smiled: "Thank you yesterday. It was you who led me here so that I could enter the factory smoothly."

The little gray cat seemed a little clingy. While eating the dried fish, it rubbed its cheek against Qi Jiu's palm.

But Qi Jiu knew that cats are very defensive creatures and would not easily show such a coquettish posture in front of strangers.

Qi Chu asked tentatively: "Have you known me before?"

The little gray cat paused slightly, raised its eyes and glanced at him complainingly: Meow meow meow.

After meowing, it continued to chew on the dried fish.

Qi Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly and patted his furry head: "Then do you know how to treat skin corroded by mucus?"

The little gray cat ignored him this time and continued to wolf down its dried fish.

Qi Jiu did not rush or disturb him. After the cat finished eating, it suddenly ran up to Qi Jiu's shoulder lightly, rolled up its tongue and licked Qi Jiu's wound.

This feeling is very subtle. The cat's tongue is soft and gentle, which almost instantly relieves the burning sensation of the wound.

At the same time, the pleasure value, which had dropped to 34, slowly increased by 1 point, and the uncomfortable reaction of headache and tinnitus gradually disappeared.

saved.

Qi Jiu breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you."

Little gray cat: meow

It turns out that the nurse's words can really be understood as a play on words. The saliva of the little gray cat is a good medicine for curing mucus corrosion.

But if this is the case, why does Article 5 of the induction manual deliberately mislead new employees? Why does Mr. Lord show fear when he mentions cats?

Mr. Lord symbolizes the Bates Factory, and his attitude shows that the factory is afraid of the presence of cats.

So...can it be understood that the existence of cats will harm the interests of the factory? But this level of "damage" is likely to be beneficial to the workers?

This is interesting.

[Congratulations on your successful promotion of the "Lady and Cat" branch line. The unlock level of this branch line is currently 50%]
To be continued...