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There were still threads of flesh hanging between his teeth. When his eyes saw Zhou Bai, he was stunned for a moment.

Zhou Bai frowned unconsciously.

wrong!

There is no red in his eyes.

Director Liu has no mutation!

But after coming to this conclusion, Zhou Bai felt that everything became more terrifying.

His behavior looks even more terrifying.

Director Liu still held the piece of pork in his hand, said nothing, and looked at Zhou Bai.

Zhou Bai finally calmed himself down.

He tried his best to smile and said, "Director Liu, it turns out you are here. I was just trying to find you."

Manager Liu looked at Zhou Bai, holding the piece of pork in his hand, then crossed the row of hangers and walked towards Zhou Bai.

The viewers watching the live broadcast were so nervous that they held their breath when they saw this scene.

With Director Liu in his current state, the audience is worried that Zhou Bai will be in danger.

However, Director Liu just walked to Zhou Bai's side calmly.

She said to him, "Are you looking for me? That's okay, follow me back to the office."

After Director Liu finished speaking, he walked out of the changing room.

Zhou Bai followed him, his eyes falling on his arm.

I saw another scar on his already scarred arm today.

However, this scar seemed to be deeper and longer than any previous scar on his arm.

Zhou Bai's clenched fist couldn't help but tighten.

The extent of Director Liu's pollution seems to be getting more serious every day.

I wonder if his pollution level is getting worse day by day. Will one day he will lose control and start going crazy?

Zhou Bai couldn't imagine the scene at that time.

Maybe by that time, not only Director Liu, but everyone in the slaughterhouse will start to behave aggressively.

By then, even if Zhou Bai's strength has been enhanced by 200%, it is estimated that it will be difficult to escape.

No wonder A-level clearance only requires surviving in the slaughterhouse for 7 days.

It is very likely that no matter which customs clearance method is chosen, the time left for the chosen one is only 7 days.

Today is Zhou Bai’s fourth day entering the slaughterhouse.

If his guess is correct, then most of the time left for him to pass the level has passed.

He thought of this and looked at Director Liu again.

I saw that he was not wearing protective clothing, but he stretched his hand towards the door of Slaughterhouse No. 8 and was about to open the door.

Zhou Bai was stunned immediately.

Are the rules of this slaughterhouse invalid for Director Liu?

But Zhou Bai felt that this possibility was unlikely.

While he was doubting, he saw Director Liu turning the door handle and saying to him, "Let's talk in my office."

Only then did Zhou Bai understand what was going on.

He quickly walked a few steps faster and grabbed the door before Director Liu opened it.

"Director Liu, your office is over there."

Director Liu stared blankly at the door of slaughterhouse No. 8.

Frowning his brows.

It wasn't until he saw the sign next to the door that he suddenly realized it.

Then, he hit his head with his greasy hand.

"Oh, I'm so confused.

Yep.

My office is over there."

Zhou Bai saw that Director Liu's hair, which was originally thin, was stained with fat and suddenly looked even thinner.

Director Liu walked in front, and Zhou Bai followed behind him.

Look at the few strands of greasy hair he has left, swaying up and down with his steps.

Such an ordinary picture looks extremely weird in today's scene.

Zhou Bai followed closely behind Director Liu.

Because it was already off-duty time, I didn’t see any other employees along the way.

Zhou Bai and Director Liu traveled through most of the slaughterhouse and finally arrived at the door of the director's room.

Director Liu opened the door, walked in, and waved Zhou Bai in.

His office looks much messier than usual.

On the desktop, there are some documents and forms scattered around.

On the floor behind the table, a bloody knife was still lying there.

When the audience in Daxia Kingdom saw the knife, they suddenly took a breath of air-conditioning.

Director Liu sat in front of the table.

He threw the piece of raw pork on the table with a "pop" sound.

Zhou Bai looked at the greasy documents.

I saw an evaluation form with the word "Zhou Bai" written on it, which happened to be buried under the pork.

Zhou Bai's pupils suddenly shrank.

If you want to get an A-level pass, you need to survive in the slaughterhouse for 7 days and also get the praise of Director Liu.

If you choose to pass level A, this piece of paper is the key to Zhou Bai's clearance.

Of course, the viewers in the Daxia Kingdom's live broadcast room also noticed the evaluation form.

——"That's the evaluation form! Take a look, is there any rating for Zhou Bai on it?"

——"For such an important thing, Director Liu actually put it under a piece of raw pork."

——"Actually, this dungeon is so dangerous, it's pretty good to be able to clear it at level A."

In the live broadcast, Director Liu sat on a chair and asked Zhou Bai.

"How was your work yesterday?"

"Everything went smoothly, everything was done step by step, and there were no emergencies that I needed to deal with."

After hearing this, Director Liu nodded.

"Yeah. You remember to inspect it morning and night.

Especially at 11 o'clock in the evening, the inspection before employees start to go to work is particularly important."

Director Liu explained Zhou Bai's work in a normal tone.

It sounds like a normal work exchange between a boss and a subordinate.

But hearing what he said made Zhou Bai break into a cold sweat.

The working hours of the slaughterhouse are obviously from 12pm to 6am the next morning.

Why, according to Director Liu, it changed to start at 11 p.m.

Have the rules changed?

Or is Director Liu already confused?

For a moment, Zhou Bai even began to doubt his memory of the rules.

After Mr. Liu finished speaking, he picked up the piece of raw pork on the table and took another bite.

My hands are covered with oil.

So I picked up the evaluation form with Zhou Bai's name written on it, wiped my hands casually, and threw it into the trash can.

When the audience in the Daxia live broadcast room saw this scene, they felt a pang in their hearts.

Such a crucial customs clearance prop was randomly discarded by Director Liu like this?

Whoever it was, it would be heartbreaking to see it,

Zhou Bai was also very concerned about the evaluation form.

His eyes followed the piece of paper to the direction of the trash can.

Inside the trash can, I saw a palm standing outright.

He immediately remembered the first day he entered this dungeon.

He came to the director's room and saw a butcher whose hands had been chopped off.

The butcher's chopped off palms were also thrown into the trash can.

It's just that the hand in the trash can seems a little weird.

It doesn't seem like a human hand.

But...a weird shape between a pig's trotter and a human hand.

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