She suddenly remembered that on her first night in the dormitory, when she soaked her feet, the older girl across from her told her with a smile how to get rid of blisters.
Xia Chuhe desperately tried to convince herself that she needed the dungeon core and that she needed to become stronger.
Even if she doesn't get the instance core, these workers will die soon, and the world will collapse quickly. This factory is too small, smaller than the Birds of Prey Academy; the smaller the instance, the more unstable it is.
Moreover...
There are still no clues about the core of the dungeon, so thinking about it is pointless.
The elevator doors opened, and Xia Chuhe took out a stone mold from the farm and blocked the middle of the elevator doors.
The lack of stairs isn't entirely a bad thing; it prevents other workers from getting up, allowing her to slowly search for clues.
Xia Chuhe rubbed his sore eyes; his scalp and cheeks burned.
Xia Chuhe took out purified water stored on the farm, mixed it with a little salt, and used it as saline solution to clean the wound and bandage it.
After resting for a while, Xia Chuhe looked around the rooms on this floor. The foreman had brought them here once before to collect their clothes from the second floor.
Now, Xia Chuhe looked through each office one by one.
This floor shouldn't be called an office; it should be called a storage room. The different offices contain different items.
Work clothes, tissues, toiletries, canned food, water...
It was all odds and ends, mostly food, drinks, and other necessities.
Xia Chuhe took all these things into the farm without any hesitation.
The last room was similarly filled with food, clothing, and daily necessities. But the size of these items…
A roll of toilet paper was smaller than Xia Chuhe's fingernail.
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