Midnight Life Museum
"I must be acting too friendly, so you think I'm just making verbal threats and not actually taking action, right?"
As Ai Bao was talking, his hands did not stop moving. Several blue veins could be seen bulging on the back of Hong Ba's hand. It was obvious that he had increased his strength compared to before.
Hong Ba didn't even have the strength to cry out in pain, and could only hear a few weak cries.
Ding Can's eyes darkened and he nudged Xia Jialian lightly.
Xia Jialian understood and took two steps forward, letting Ai Bao notice him. "We're telling the truth. The ability to post online is something we've been carrying with us since we came into this world."
"Innate? What's so special about you that you were born with these abilities?"
Ai Bao looked carefully at the tag that was making the sound again, thinking that he should not have missed anything. At least from this perspective, it was indeed just an ordinary tag.
If there is anything unusual, it may be discovered at the factory.
"Actually, there's something I'm quite concerned about." Xia Jialian deliberately slowed down her voice, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Ai Bao's hands slightly open.
Hong Ba only felt that the force that was squeezing him all over his body finally disappeared. Before this, he had never thought that he could also experience the feeling called suffocation.
Being held in the hand of this human, it felt as if the bones all over its body were cracking and about to break, as if it were in a state of being held in the hand of a human.
It had no doubt that it would be broken into pieces of different sizes in Aibao's hands.
This time, Ai Bao learned his lesson. Even when he heard something interesting, he did not ask any follow-up questions. Instead, he used his knuckles to push up his gold-rimmed glasses in his spare time, straightening the corners of his mouth.
He looked like he was waiting for the other person to speak.
Xia Jialian didn't wait any longer and calmly explained, "At first, I smelled a very pungent odor. Later I realized it came from that batch of fabrics. I wondered if the escaping harmful substances was what caused me to wake up."
"Considering that these products in stores also possess consciousness, all of them contain hazardous substances or high-risk components, we can speculate that certain substances can cause objects to develop consciousness."
Xia Jialian's tone of voice was not monotonous when he spoke, and it was deliberately controlled, giving it a somewhat bewitching tone.
The square body of the tag swayed steadily with the tone of voice, and the pieces of paper moved along a regular path.
With this trend, Ai Bao's attention was attracted. He felt that what the tag said seemed to make some sense and did not seem to be bluffing.
After all, the facts are in front of us. Indeed, those who are taking action behind the scenes are all key products that have huge quality problems.
The lifestyle center covers a large area, and the store is designed to cater to many fields and categories.
Even for someone like Ai Bao, who really wants to prevent defective products from entering the market, it is difficult to do so and ensure that every product goes through the black industry chain.
A rough calculation shows that goods with material problems account for about 60% of the total volume.
The products in front of us are exactly among that 60%.
"So you think that you might have been born from harmful substances or elements, and that there are bad things in your body that give rise to consciousness?" Ai Bao lowered his eyes, muttering in a low voice, his expression even more gloomy.
Can we infer from this that any object that has consciousness must contain impurities?
Xia Jialian watched his expression, gently pressing down the two corners of the tag head in agreement. "Not only that, but it can also be subdivided based on the type of additives. The difference in capabilities between us and other products may be due to the chemicals added to the fabric, which have never been used before on other products."
Ai Bao had some impression of that batch of special fabrics. He had heard the person in charge mention it once or twice. It was indeed a newly developed chemical that could make the dyeing and printing process of the original fabrics faster.
By shortening the construction period, more finished products can be produced in the same amount of time.
Could it be that this potion can really give objects some extra outstanding abilities during the mutation process?
Ai Bao nodded: "This angle is indeed worth discussing. You have provided some useful information."
Gao Wenwen snorted coldly, "You know that harmful substances were used when making those products. Now that you look at them, don't you feel guilty?"
Facing the commodities, Ai Bao's eyes were almost indifferent, as if he didn't take them seriously.
"What does it matter if I feel guilty or not? Do you really want to sanction me? Did you think you could really bring me down after that post was posted online?"
He leaned back slightly and relaxed, feeling quite at ease.
"You must have seen the news reports. Are you disappointed?"
Ai Bao's face was full of fearlessness, but when this matter was mentioned, the anger that the merchandise had suppressed with great difficulty showed signs of burning again.
Shi Yan couldn't help but ask, "How on earth did you do it? Could it be that one of your people is inside the Consumers Association?"
Ai Bao's thin lips curled up. "The organization is impenetrable. I've only been here for a few years. How could I possibly have such ability?"
If he doesn't use this method, he has another way to steal the products used for testing.
"Then why are the test results all normal?" Shi Yan asked. Not only her, but probably all the products present, except Aibao, had this question.
"You're all going to leave this world soon anyway, so there's no need to know. Why bother adding to your worries?"
Seeing the products so puzzled, Ai Bao felt a strange pleasure in controlling others.
"Okay, I've roughly understood everything I wanted to know, so there's no need for you to stay any longer."
He had never intended to let the products continue to survive. As long as they were around, even if they were just products with rudimentary awareness and had only the slightest hidden danger, they could never be left alone.
Xia Jialian restrained his expression, knowing he couldn't wait any longer. "Wait! What about that unrelated question? I'm curious about something else."
"for example?"
"Do you want to take revenge on society? Or have you experienced something?" Xia Jialian paid attention to his expression.
Ai Bao's narrow eyes were slightly raised. He didn't quite agree with what Xia Jialian said, but it was difficult for him to directly deny it.
"I just don't like those who don't know what they are talking about. They turn a blind eye to truly valuable goods right in front of them."
Gao Wenwen had some vague guesses that Ai Bao might have wanted to go for the high-end boutique route and sell products made from high-quality raw materials.
Likewise, the selling price will be much higher than the market price.
Only people with affluent families would choose to buy this kind of product.
Could it be that because the audience is small and they can't make much money, they are angry about it, so they develop a revengeful mentality and change their route.
He glared at Ai Bao fiercely. No matter what expression he made, the other party couldn't see it. "You can't harm others just because business is not doing well."
"Business? Money is indeed a good thing, and I have gained a lot of convenience from it, but what I really want..." Ai Bao half-closed his eyes, lost in thought for a moment, and then continued, "I want to see those people regret it, regretting that they sacrificed their healthy bodies, or even their entire lives, for a small profit."
Shi Yan frowned, her voice almost coming out through gritted teeth: "You are simply sick."
This person is obviously mentally ill, and his way of thinking cannot be inferred by ordinary people.
There was no need to continue the conversation. If Ai Bao was allowed to continue, he would probably become even crazier.
Ding Can just signaled to Xia Jialian in order to attract Ai Bao's attention.
She had taken this opportunity to retreat to the wall and, taking advantage of the wall's cover, took out the inflatable fireworks from the system panel.
Then he gradually raised it up, aimed the muzzle in the direction of Ai Bao, squeezed the two corners of the tag inward, and the force created successfully launched the fireworks.
Ai Bao was on the verge of going crazy. In the midst of his pride, he heard a quick, whistle-like sound. His mind moved, and he was about to raise his eyes to look for the direction of the sound.
But before he could react, a large area of blinding light appeared in front of him, and then everything immediately became blurry.
The objects in the field of vision were scattered into light spots, like the mosaic pictures you have seen before.
Only the outline of the object can be vaguely observed, but even the color has faded, making it impossible to identify what the object is.
He closed his eyes tightly twice, but the dizziness still didn't ease. It would be even stranger if he confirmed that this wasn't a temporary dizziness caused by lack of rest.
In the panic, the back of his hand holding the little red man ornament was hit by a thin object. Because of the pain, he loosened his grip a little and the ornament fell out of his hand.
At the same time, only the sound of goods was heard, reminding everyone to flee in all directions.
Ai Bao only heard the panic of the goods reminding everyone to scatter and flee, and then the blurry objects in his sight moved away into the distance.
Seeing the goods dodging, he hurried to grab some that were closer, but he had only taken two steps forward when he was tripped by the items at his feet.
It was the debris that fell to the ground from the storage rack that was smashed just now.
Ai Bao put his hands on the ground to cushion his fall, so he didn't fall flat on his face.
But in this way, the products in the field of vision are farther away, and the nearby ones are no longer visible. All you can hear is the somewhat chaotic sound of running coming from all over the store.
The effect of inflatable fireworks can only last for five minutes, so the products must hide during this time to avoid being found.
The rolling door at the main entrance of the store is very thick and it takes a lot of time to break it open. Moreover, the noise made by going out from here is too loud and it is very likely to attract the attention of the mall security in the monitoring room.
By then, not only might Ai Bao catch up, but more people might also be attracted.
As for the small door at the back for employees to enter and exit, Ding Can also quickly ran over to take a look and found that Ai Bao was careful when he came in and locked this door as well.
If you want to get out, you can only break down the door. There is no way to leave quietly.
With the size of their tags, they can find any gap and escape quietly, but other products in the store cannot do that at all.
They are also unlikely to put the merchandise at risk.
"Time is running out, everyone hide quickly!" Ding Can reminded the products, and he himself was not idle either.
As an insider and manipulator, Ai Bao must have the most clues. Now that the person has been brought to him, he naturally cannot miss the opportunity.
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