I suppressed the shock in my heart and didn't make a sound or move. Maybe it was because I opened the door so quickly, but this weirdo seemed to have not noticed me and continued to concentrate on eating the raw meat in his hand.

Looking at the meat he was eating, my nervousness slowly calmed down, and I opened my eyes wide to observe the behavior of the weirdo in front of me.

For some reason, I could clearly feel in my heart that the weirdo eating meat in front of me was the weirdo who injured me before.

Of course, my hand that opened the door was still holding the door handle tightly. If he made any move, I would quickly close the door.

Thanks to that weird card, I could hear all kinds of noises made by this weirdo while standing at the door, including the sound of chewing food, the friction of breath passing through the nose, and the thumping of his heart.

The sound of this weird man's heart beating was like thunder, like a noisy engine. The sound was far louder than other sounds on his body, but I could clearly distinguish various sounds. I wanted to hear that sound.

It naturally becomes louder in my ears, and I can hardly feel other sounds.

Suddenly, the weirdo turned around and moved in my direction at a very fast speed. I tightened my arms and tried to close the wooden door, but a strong air flow blew from the front and the door was only half closed.

It can no longer be closed.

Seeing that the weirdo in front of me could generate such violent wind pressure just by moving such a short distance at high speed, my heart tightened, and I immediately let go of my right hand that was gripping the doorknob, trying to take the opportunity to run away.

Unexpectedly, he just reached out and took a bag of raw meat from the shelf on the left, without any intention of doing anything to me, as if he couldn't see me.

Thinking of this, I raised my hand and waved it up and down in front of him, but he didn't react to me in any way, and he didn't blink his eyes. It seemed like he really couldn't see me.

When my heartbeat calmed down, I suddenly discovered a problem. The place where he reached out just now was blank and there was nothing.

The picture I saw had an inexplicable sense of discontinuity. He just reached out and grabbed a blank spot on the shelf, and when he moved his arm back, he already had a package of raw meat products in his hand.

I watched it back and forth several times with my eyes wide open. Even the sound I heard of the weirdo getting the raw meat products seemed to have been imposed by a novice editor, without considering the continuity of the picture at all, just simply,

Splice the two images together.

When I saw this, I suddenly thought of a problem, a problem that I should have noticed a long time ago, that sentence that I tried to tell the truth without witnessing it with my own eyes - there is a ghost here.

Regardless of the purpose of the ghost here, let's just say that there is a ghost here, and a series of inexplicable rules have been set. The punishment for violating the rules is expulsion, that is, death. And the road outside the counter window is obviously

The road used by tourists to visit the park cannot be the employee passage, so my previous actions of climbing up the counter and climbing out were tantamount to violating the first rule - please use the employee passage at any time. If there is any violation, I will be punished directly.

Expelled.

But the question arises, why is there such an inexplicable boundary that isolates employees from the outside space? If it is simply because they are afraid that employees will violate the rules, why not set more restrictions?

Wait, my rule-breaking behavior was obviously earlier than this!

When I leave the zoo and walk onto the street, does that count as being in the employee passage?

If there really was a ghost, wouldn't I have violated the rules the first time I left the zoo? Why didn't I die suddenly in the wilderness as soon as possible?

Judging from the fact that Situ Shan and I can talk to the waiters in the restaurant, we are not dead. We can eat, feel hungry, and feel tired, which means that I am still a living person now.

The work permit will automatically change and count, and there is no need for other things to observe. According to the consciousness of ghosts and humans, it is impossible for such environmental changes to be accurate to seconds! After all, no matter how diligent and self-disciplined a person is, facing this kind of mechanized work, it is impossible.

It will produce inertia, which cannot be overcome even if you are alive, but you can do it after death?

In other words, there are no ghosts here at all. There are only a set of rules, which are not very accurate. In other words, the world is so big that every road in the world is an employee passage. I am afraid that the most important rule to remember is,

Expulsion equals death.

I just need to ensure that my work permit is not lost, and it will be the same everywhere, so I will not be fired at all. As for the new report issue, I just need to ensure that there is more than one vacancy here at all times, right?

It doesn’t matter where you are, or what you do. What matters is ensuring that there are vacancies for the “positions” here.

Thinking of this, I gently closed the door and ran quickly along the so-called employee passage. The moment I walked out of this zoo, it meant that I was invincible. The sky is huge outside. If you want to kill me,

In addition to wasting time, it also wastes energy.

This is the truth about not being allowed out of the park!

The sentence "no leaving the park" written on the work permit now seems to be nonsense among nonsense and has no binding force at all.

But something strange happened. I ran forward along this familiar road. Instead of running to the familiar rusty iron door, I stopped in front of the office building.

I shook my head, ignored the excitement caused by hunger, and ran back towards the kiosk. As long as I saw how the weirdo left, I was completely invincible here. Anyone could think of it.

You can't break this barrier even if you kill me.

Unfortunately, when I opened the wooden door, the weirdo was no longer in the kiosk. The inside of the kiosk was as neat and clean as before, and all the packaging on the floor had disappeared.

I searched the entire kiosk carefully. Except for the sales window and the wooden door, there was no other space to get out of the kiosk.

The wooden door behind you can only be opened by yourself, so there is only one place left to go out.

I looked at the empty space above the glass cabinet, swallowed silently, suppressed the desire to vomit in my body, took a long breath, stepped back some distance, and sped towards the window.

When he approached the glass cabinet, he suddenly exerted force on his front legs and jumped outward.


Chapter completed!