After betraying the traitor, she became a god in the dark game

Chapter 29 Doll
She lay on the bed and stared through the ceiling.

Could it be that with so many people in the school, she was the only one entering the factory?

She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. The female workers around her had long straightened up and closed their eyes.

The weak and unnoticeable turning attracted Qiao Yanxin's attention, and she followed the sound and peeked.

They happened to look into a pair of soulful eyes.

There's something very familiar about these eyes.

It's that girl.

The girl happened to recognize Qiao Yanxin, but they looked at each other in silence, tacitly averting their gaze and closing their eyes.

The camera hidden on the wall rotates faintly.

After a sleepless night, it was not even eight o'clock the next day.

The guard's fierce knocking on the door woke up all the female workers who were still sleeping.

The door opened, and most of the female workers who were taken away yesterday lined up and returned to the dormitory one by one.

"Before next Tuesday, all the remaining people will go to the repair room voluntarily."

Repair room?
Qiao Yan secretly made a mental note, do people also need to go to the repair room?

After the nine o'clock bell rang, she stood in front of the machine and continued to install the doll as usual.

Holding the glass marble-like eyeball in her hand, she could even feel the faint warmth in her hand.

Completely different from other glass eyes thrown into the machine.

"What's the plan?"

The girl was busy arranging her eyes, focusing entirely on Qiao Yan's heart.

The controlling voice was weak but enough for Qiao Yanxin to hear clearly.

"You have to follow me to the repair room first to find out the situation."

"it is good."

No one noticed a pair of dark eye shadows looking down at them from above.

Qiao Yanxin and the girl made up their minds.

At noon, groups of female workers rushed to the repair room. Qiao Yanxin and the girl followed behind them with their heads lowered.

In the huge room, a short man with sparse hair and less than 1 meters tall, leaning on a cane, stared intently at Qiao Yanxin and the girl.

He is more like a very patient hunter.

Quietly waiting for prey to enter his trap.

The door to the repair room was quiet. The usual escorts had been withdrawn. Qiao Yanxin looked around, but there was no one there.

But this group of female workers lined up at the door in an orderly manner. They entered one by one and entered the room. The heavy iron door slammed shut.

If you don't go inside, you won't be able to see clearly.

I must go in and have a try.

When it was Qiao Yanxin's turn, she calmly opened the door, and the girl hurriedly followed her and stepped in together.

Black, bottomless black.

The female workers who came in earlier than them all disappeared.Strange soothing music penetrated the room, and a beam of light shone in the cupboard behind him.

Beautiful, perfect, lovable dolls abound.

Qiao Yanxin stepped forward and felt a sense of familiarity, a miniature version of the many female workers she had seen.

They are dressed exactly the same and have all the features on their faces.

The girl's hand was about to touch the transparent glass of the display window, but Qiao Yanxin stopped her in time.

"your name?"

If it was irrelevant, she was obviously startled.

He frowned and thought for a long time, "I don't remember my name, and I don't know where I come from, but I remember you."

Qiao Yanxin looked at the display window and was more cautious than ever.

There was no her, and no girl's doll.

The harsh sound of machine drilling came from behind them, and they tiptoed towards the small room.

There was a piece of transparent glass on the iron door, and Qiao Yanxin stood on tiptoes.

Row after row of female workers were tied to iron beds. Next to the iron windows were black machines, and some of the pipes connecting the machines were stained with red blood.Their faces were peaceful, they were very accustomed to all this, and their empty and dull eyes had no desire for anything.

"Is it interesting?"

The big face of the man with a sunken face was abruptly pressed against the transparent glass, and he bit each word deliberately with interest.

"Is it fun?"

The girl pulled Qiao Yanxin hard, and after she was a few meters away from the man inside, she anxiously pulled her towards the exit.

"Someone must have been targeting us for a long time. Let's go..."

She hurriedly opened the iron door. The guards were already guarding the door with long guns. The nearest exit to them was the vent, and the chair under the vent was just big enough for them to climb up.

Qiao Yanxin stepped on the table and raised the girl. The girl sat on her shoulders, just enough to reach the vent.

"Idiot, who put the table here..."

The middle-aged man came from a violent background, and his already ugly face became even more ugly. He unscrewed the door of the hut, leaned on a cane, and limped along.

"Catch them and don't let them go."

Faster than the order was the speed of the escorts, who calmly aimed their guns at their heads.

"Don't hurt them, capture them alive, capture them alive."

Men are anxious to stop their behavior.

The two of them would become her most outstanding works, and he would not allow them to have flaws that he would find intolerable.

The leader of the escort raised his hand and collectively put away his gun. They walked clumsily, their open hands bent into hook shapes, and they approached them in one step with long strides.

Qiao Yanxin grabbed her ankle and pushed in hard. The girl bent over and walked desperately toward the vent.

Before leaving, she always kept Qiao Yan's heartfelt words in mind.

"Run forward to see the exit and have hope."

The man stared at Qiao Yanxin infatuatedly and said regretfully, "Now, you are the only one left."

Qiao Yanxin stepped back cautiously, staring aggressively at the man without any panic. She was strategizing and staring ahead.

"Ulan, it's time for you to show up."

The space twisted, a powerful aura burst out of the space, and a noble man appeared out of thin air with a cane.

The middle-aged man was jealous of the face staring at him. In the same posture, his aura was not the slightest bit weaker.

"Lord, leave everything to me."

Ulan's crutch turned into a sharp blade in a moment. The sharp blade came out of the cage and was unstoppable. The bright red blood dyed the white clothes of the guard red.

"Control him, I have to go to the room."

Wulan cut off the middle-aged man's crutch and inserted it into him vigorously. Qiao Yanxin approached the small room step by step.

open the door.

The female worker who came to line up to enter was lying on the bed sluggishly. When she saw that the person coming was Qiao Yanxin, she smiled sluggishly.

She walked towards the machine curiously.

"Memory Cleaner.!"

This can clear people's memories and even implant new memories.

He is trying to master the people here, trying to be the master of these people.

Qiao Yanxin stopped every machine, but these lying people were no different from dolls.

They have become humanoid dolls.

"Bring him here."

Qiao Yanxin couldn't suppress the anger in her voice.

What on earth did he do!
The middle-aged man was pressed in front of Qiao Yanxin, and he proudly admired his outstanding work.

"Why are you doing this?"

The middle-aged man smiled instead of getting angry, "Are you sure you want to know these things? Do you think you are human?"

He smiled exaggeratedly, and Qiao Yan became more and more confused as he listened.

What is he saying?
Is she human?

Is not it?
(End of this chapter)