The continuous work made him so sleepy that he could hardly keep his eyes open. He took an energy-replenishing pill from the props and swallowed it.
After resting for a while and feeling better, he started live streaming again.
When the sky was clear, he was so lucky that he directly sold a bracelet worth 10,000 yuan, making a profit of 1,000 yuan.
No. 12's heart fell heavily back into his heart.
He hit the mark.
He doesn't have to die in the dungeon like his teammates.
No. 12 breathed a long sigh of relief, then turned off the live broadcast and went to have a good sleep.
In these six days, his total rest time was less than 8 hours.
When he woke up, it was almost six o'clock in the afternoon. He stretched and decided to eat something.
This copy will end in six hours. After reaching the target, all he has to do is wait for time.
Before going out, No. 12 glanced at the public screen.
Then he discovered to his horror that although the live broadcast was closed, return applications for several orders were still sent here.
Big beads of sweat dripped on his temples, and he turned on the live broadcast with shaking hands.
Picky Qi Qi: As for the anchor, I saw that this bracelet is defective when exposed to the sun. I don’t want it anymore. I want to return it.
Zhang Sanlisi: Me too. You, the anchor, didn’t mention this at the time, so I don’t want it either.
I took a look at the two return orders on the 12th. Both were bracelets worth 6,000.
This means that he will lose 1200 instantly.
According to common sense, 1200 will not be impossible to complete if he works hard in the remaining time, but No. 12, who originally thought he had completed the target, was shattered when he saw the refund.
Few people can stay calm when the time limit is approaching and they have not yet met the standards.
no!
Cannot retreat!
He turned on the microphone and tried to remain calm, but his slightly aggressive tone betrayed his psychology.
"It's been almost a day since you took this goods back. You can't return them."
Picky Qi Qi: Isn’t the appreciation period 24 hours? I haven’t arrived yet!
Zhang Sanlisi: I’m not here either. I still have half an hour to go.
No. 12 sneered, "There's still half an hour left, but your time is correct. I should have returned it a long time ago, and now it's dark. Didn't you say it doesn't look good during the day? Why don't you return it during the day?" "
Picky Qiqi: What's wrong with you anchor? You have something to do during the day.
No. 12 said cruelly, "I can't return it. I suspect you are delaying the return on purpose. Who knows where the flaw in the bracelet came from."
As soon as he finished speaking, No. 12 felt that the air in the room was a few degrees colder.
Picky Qiqi: You mean we changed your things?
Zhang Sanlisi: Are you going to refund it or not?
No. 12 has lost his mind. He only knows that he must not retreat.
Once he returns the goods, there is absolutely no way he can make enough money in the remaining time in his current state.
Zhang Sanlisi: Not retreating? OK.
Number 12 left the table, okay?
What good?
He glanced at the income and made sure that his money had not been moved. He exhaled and planned to leave the room and wait outside.
Just as he walked to the door, he felt something tugging on his trousers.
He turned around strangely and was horrified to see a woman with broken limbs that had begun to semi-decompose, kneeling on the ground and pulling at his trouser legs.
Behind the woman stood a woman wearing a tattered white dress. Her hair was spread out on both sides, revealing a face that had been cut with blood and flesh by a knife.
The woman gave him a twisted smile and raised her bruised hand.
On her hand she wore a bracelet with a long water line.
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On the last day, Cheng Miao and the others all went out for a walk. Cheng Miao was afraid of missing any clues, so he still searched carefully.
When she was finishing her meal, she met a dirty man. Judging from the things he was carrying, Cheng Miao guessed he was a beauty digger.
Cheng Miao didn't know if he was part of tonight's riot. She saw him eating buns in the alley behind the cafeteria, so she ordered another meal.
"Brother, eat this."
The man raised his eyes and saw that she was a very beautiful girl, wearing live broadcast clothes.
The man standing behind her looked very handsome, but he exuded an aura that was not easy to mess with.
The man looked at the smile on Cheng Miao's face, moved the tip of his nose, and accepted the meal.
"Thank you, sister."
The man took the meal and took a few big bites. He looked like he had been hungry for a long time.
Cheng Miao didn't leave either. She squatted next to the man and asked with a timid look, "Is the eldest brother a beauty digger?"
The man looked at her clothes again and nodded.
Cheng Miao sighed, "I originally said it was a good job, but who knew I was here to do this."
After hearing this, the man put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth, "What? Sister, were you deceived too?"
Cheng Miao lowered his lips and said, "I was lied to by a fellow villager. He said it was a good place and you wouldn't be able to see anyone else when you come here."
The man looked at her, and then at Qiu Dong, who stood behind and didn't look like he was being deceived.
Decided to just talk to this pretty girl.
"To tell you the truth, I used to do live broadcasts."
Cheng Miao thought it was true. She raised her eyes and looked at the man, "Did brother fail to complete the target?"
Seeing the man nodding, Cheng Miao scratched his head and said, "Sister Zhang said that we can leave within 6 days if we earn enough quota. I don't know if this is true."
The man sneered, "Of course it's true, but it's not easy to make so much money in six days."
He thought for a while and then said, "Everyone in the factory said that many people had accidents during the live broadcast. Many people disappeared while the broadcast was being broadcast. I don't know where they went."
Cheng Miao didn't reveal anything on the surface, knowing that the missing person was the person who violated the guest's taboo and died.
The man sighed and wiped his face with his dirty sleeves, "So very few people will live broadcast seriously, and naturally they can't make money, so they will become beauty diggers."
He looked at Cheng Miao again, with some unbearable eyes, "Girl, you'd better live broadcast properly. Although it may be dangerous, if you don't meet the target, you may not even be able to dig out beauties."
Cheng Miao's heart skipped a beat, and there was a hint of panic on his face, "What's wrong, brother?"
The man lowered his head to eat, and said vaguely, "You don't need women to dig for jade. Women will be taken to other places."
Cheng Miao stopped talking. Her eyes dropped. She had already guessed what would happen to women who couldn't reach the target.
Bloodletting nourishes jade.
The man caught a glimpse of Cheng Miao's expression, suddenly came over and said in a low voice, "Run away if you hear any noise in the early hours of the morning."
After saying this, he immediately returned to his previous sitting position and concentrated on eating. Cheng Miao narrowed his eyes, thanked him and left.
What will happen in the early morning?
Factory riots, of course
