Chapter 17 Luck

As soon as Lin Han and Yin Yue walked in, the door was slammed shut behind them. With a "bang", the wind blew on Lin Han, almost making the back of his head numb.

It was Yin Yue who took him one step forward to prevent him from being hit by the door.

The room was not big. Apart from the table where the middle-aged man sat at the innermost part, there was only a circle of space around it. There were two sofas and a few stools, but it was obviously not enough for fifteen people.

The players were all standing there, obviously not yet figuring out what to do next, but Yin Yue took the lead and walked over and sat on the sofa next to the door, his left leg crossed over his right leg, his black crutch leaning against the armrest on one side. He waved at Lin Han, motioning him to come over and sit down.

Under the gaze of other players, Lin Han: "......"

Behind the sofa was a window that looked like the window of an old house. The foggy glass was dirty and covered with dust. The huge figure of the female butcher could be seen standing behind the glass, like a small mountain, ready to break through the window at any time and completely swallow up the silver moon.

Lin Han didn't believe that Yin Yue didn't notice the female butcher outside the window when he walked over. He was just not afraid at all and didn't take the other party seriously at all.

He exposed the most vulnerable back of his head to the monster's eyes without taking any precautions, and he was even too relaxed.

Lin Han wondered more than once who this person was and why he was so comfortable.

But Lin Han had already made up his mind that he would remind Song Ziyi after he got out, and he must not be as arrogant as Yin Yue - Lin Han felt that Song Ziyi could also do such a thing.

But it seemed to be Lin Han's illusion. He always felt that he had just hesitated for a moment longer. Yin Yue's face, which was originally full of smiles, suddenly became pale, as if something had ruined his good mood.

Yin Yue: "Come."

In the silent room, no one spoke. The middle-aged man, who was probably the factory director, looked at everyone with a smile but did not say a word. Yin Yue still called him over as if no one was around.

Lin Han walked slowly forward under the gazes of others and sat down next to Yin Yue with gritted teeth.

Lin Han’s sixth sense: If he didn’t come over and sit down at this time, something might happen that he didn’t want to see.

Yin Yue is a good person, but he seems to be a little mentally ill, which makes Lin Han feel that he may go crazy at any time.

If Lin Han guessed correctly, the female butcher was probably standing behind him at this moment. Lin Han sat there trembling with fear, even his body leaning against the back of the sofa was tense, unable to relax easily.

Look, he is indeed just an ordinary person.

Even though he knew it was a game, even though he knew it was all just a plot, when he was immersed in it, in most cases, Lin Han couldn't remember the work experience he had had. What's more, in most cases, the experience he knew, unless it was "outsmarting", almost all required some force to close the gap.

But unfortunately, the strength that Lin Han now possesses as a normal adult is not enough to make up for this gap.

He had almost only one choice, which was to continue to survive with the help of Yin Yue.

The fickle Yin Yue was happy again at this moment, his eyebrows were as gentle as before, and his silver pupils were flashing with tenderness. Lin Han didn't understand what he was looking at, but it felt more and more strange.

In fact, according to Lin Han's experience, in this situation, if they act rashly under the nose of a BOSS who may be very dangerous, even if he looks very honest and kind, and smiles like a good person, in fact, everyone knows that he is in danger. It is very dangerous for them to do so. Maybe in the next second, some plot will be triggered and they will be in danger.

But at this moment, they were sitting here peacefully, which obviously made others let go of the tension in their hearts.

A player glanced at Lin Han and Yin Yue, and started looking for a place to sit down while the other sofas and stools were empty.

Lin Han looked around calmly. There were 14 players, including sofas and stools, and 8 seats. Perhaps this was part of the assessment for new employees.

If everyone is still watching when Silver Moon moves, then when others start to act, the remaining players will be unable to hold back and small disputes will break out between players competing for position.

Eight people sat down successfully, and the remaining six stood in the middle, looking at each other, with tension and fear on their faces, not knowing what would happen next. Some even cast their eyes on Lin Han.

Lin Han was stunned, and suddenly understood the other party's choice.

Without a doubt, Lin Han is the weakest one in this room.

From the very beginning, he was able to survive because of Yin Yue's help. Without Yin Yue, he was nothing. Even now, it was Yin Yue who was supporting him.

If you have to pick a weakling among the eight people to bully, the best choice would be Lin Han.

But no one paid more attention to Lin Han than Yin Yue. Almost as soon as that malicious gaze was cast over, Yin Yue took Lin Han's hand again.

He didn't say anything, didn't look at Lin Han or anyone else, just stared at the wound on his hand with great concern, but he had already warned others not to try to attack Lin Han.

Lin Han: “…”

The almost jealous looks from the others made Lin Han's face flush.

But perhaps this is the opportunity that the new world gives to him, a poor guy who is forced to participate in the qualifying competition as soon as he enters the game. Otherwise, it would be too unfair to him.

Of course, this is obviously unfair to others as well.

The beneficiary, Lin Han, chose to remain silent.

Just when the other players chose to give up Lin Han and compete with others for the ownership of that position, the factory director who had been watching the whole farce quietly suddenly spoke.

"When our factory selects employees, we actually do take luck into consideration." He smiled innocently and took a sip of tea as he spoke. A tea leaf stuck to his lips, so he picked it off with his fingertips and threw it back into the teacup in disappointment. It was at this moment that a drastic change occurred.

While Lin Han was still thinking about what this "luck" was, Yin Yue pressed his head down. Lin Han didn't have time to wonder and almost crashed into Yin Yue's arms. The sound of broken glass rang out behind his head, and something flew into the wall with the sound of breaking wind, making a terrifying "creaking" sound.

The cold wind mixed with a fishy smell blew in. Lin Han was stunned for a moment and slowly turned around.

There was a hole in the window, and the female butcher was squatting at the window, staring into the room.

This was the first time Lin Han saw the female butcher's face clearly from such a close distance.

The face covered with wrinkles and fat was greasy, and even the whites of his narrow eyes were yellow. His black pupils were shrinking like inorganic matter. The moment Lin Han raised his eyes, his pupils turned and fell on Lin Han.

In an instant, Lin Han shuddered.

A disgusting, sticky, indescribable feeling suddenly climbed up Lin Han's shoulders, forcing him to lower his head quickly.

He took a deep breath and looked in another direction, the direction the female butcher had just looked.

It was a chair, and sitting on the chair was a taciturn man.

Lin Han didn't know his name, she only remembered that he didn't say anything when she introduced herself.

Lin Han couldn't remember when he sat down before. He was a person with almost no sense of existence, but at least he was still alive. But now, he was slumped on the stool, his eyes slightly widened, as if he didn't know what was going on. Drops of blood fell from his forehead, "pat, pat", splashing a small piece of blood on the ground.

Behind him, the female butcher's blood-soaked knife was half embedded in the wall, flashing a sharp light.

Lin Han didn't dare to look at it any longer, for he was afraid that he would vomit if he looked at it for a while longer.

He decided to retract his previous comment.

This is probably really a good knife that can cut iron like mud and chop bones like chopping melons and vegetables. Its blade will not be stained with blood, and blood should not accumulate on the handle. It is just that its owner's bad taste is willing to let the blood drip onto the blade, dyeing it crimson and black, making it a knife with a strong bloody smell.

It's not that you get the chance to go further just by sitting down. With one in eight chances, you are the one chosen by the god of death.

It was almost like Lin Han would be taken away as well.

Before Lin Han could think any more, the noise behind him became louder and louder. He turned around and saw the huge body of the female butcher trying to climb in through the broken glass window. Her huge body squeezed the old window even more and shattered it, and glass shards kept falling down.

How could she possibly squeeze in?

But Lin Han just watched her stretching out her hands and moving her body frantically. The glass fragments cut her arms and body with blood. She continued to squirm as if she didn't feel any pain. Under Lin Han's incredulous gaze, half of her body twisted and stretched, and finally she touched the knife on the wall not far away with difficulty, leaving a stain of blood on the ground and then shrank back.

Lin Han heard her mumbling outside the window. He couldn't make out what she was saying, but he felt cold all over.

This was not just a simple matter of a player's death. Lin Han also realized the danger of the female butcher.

These seemingly obese people actually have incredibly flexible bodies. Once a danger like a battle royale appears later, their chances of escaping successfully will only be lower.

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