At first, I just thought he was an ordinary cleaner.
But it wasn't until Yiyi and I got closer that we realized something was very wrong with this person.
Not only in the details, but even in the simplest working hours, there are significant differences compared to ordinary cleaners.
Normal cleaners should get up to work at three or four in the morning, right?
And this guy, it's almost midnight now, not even 12 o'clock yet.
Did they start cleaning the streets at this time?
Is this considered late work or early work?
For a moment, I couldn't tell them apart.
The words she was muttering were completely unrelated to what the cleaning staff said.
Recycling? What kind of stuff do you want to recycle?
Not only that, this person's movements were quite mechanical, with only a blurry face shape; I couldn't even make out her eyes and nose.
Yiyi, who was next to me, also frowned slightly at this moment.
"Brother, is this person... really alive?"
I was internally complaining. Isn't this the shallow level you wanted to come to?
Moreover, as a major force within this entire manor, shouldn't you have some understanding of this superficial aspect as well?
Besides, she clearly mentioned before that she had been to this shallow level.
I asked Yiyi about it, and she told me that she hadn't seen such a strange cleaner before.
Hearing this, I felt completely numb.
Could they be new immigrants?
After thinking about it carefully, to be honest, although this is a shallow area, the settings inside should be similar to those of the city outside.
In other words, anyone can come and go freely, as long as you can find the exit and entrance.
Thinking back to the security guard we encountered when we entered the shallow area, and that simple security gate, I guess anyone with a little experience would know how to get in and out.
If that's the case, then the cleaner in front of us could very well have sneaked in through that entrance.
Even the security personnel are unreliable. I find it hard to imagine that security checks can actually stop some strange people.
Like this janitor in front of us, whose human form is barely discernible.
Thinking about this, I suddenly remembered the message that appeared when I first entered: "Unauthorized, please try again."
Could it be that even this cleaner did the same thing, without registering any identification information and just barging in?
Isn't this shallow layer a bit too unreliable?
I briefly shared my thoughts with Lei Jijian, who had a similar opinion.
"Master, if that's the case, then this entire shallow area is basically a gathering of all sorts of people, monsters and demons!"
Wow, this is interesting!
Upon reaching this conclusion, Lei Jijian showed no fear whatsoever; on the contrary, he appeared quite enthusiastic.
This really confused me.
"Master, you are unaware of this. If there are many capable people here, their information is likely to be even more widespread! And if we talk about the Beast God..."
Lei Jijian's voice carried a hint of smugness, and I knew very well what he was thinking.
His calculations are so blatant they're almost hitting me in the face.
He probably wanted to find some people in this shallow area and learn more about the Beast God.
But no matter how I thought about it, the cleaner in front of me wasn't exactly a capable person.
To even call this middle-aged woman a ghost would be to overestimate her abilities!
Her sweeping motions now look almost unnaturally mechanical!
Every time, he would start sweeping from under the metal disc on the right side of the street corner, dragging the broom, which had lost some bristles, and scraping the ground vigorously with the disc.
If there's a lot of trash on the ground, then so be it.
But the ground was clearly smooth enough to reflect a person's image!
There wasn't even a speck of dust on it!
Why are you still scraping it so hard?
The disc rubbed against the floor, making a creaking sound that gave me a real headache.
I glanced at Yiyi beside me, and I already felt a chill run down my spine.
Suddenly, a hovercar that was flying at an extremely high speed came from behind us. I quickly pulled Yiyi up and moved her to the side.
This hovercar, however, gets even closer to the cleaner!
"careful!"
The words of Yiyi's reminder came out of his mouth.
The hovercar was moving incredibly fast and was about to crash into the cleaner, but she didn't even try to dodge!
Instead, she stood there dumbfounded, facing the car, like a corpse, continuing to scrape the ground with her rotten broom.
Even more unusually, the hovercar seemed to sense something and suddenly shifted to the side by half a meter just a few meters away from the cleaner.
Second-rate--
With a whoosh, the car sped past.
The hovercar grazed right past his arm and drove away!
Holy crap, that was close!
I was filled with admiration when I immediately heard Lei Jijian utter the same vulgar expression.
That's a bit too extreme, isn't it?
Just looking at the speed of that car, it must have been at least 70 miles per hour.
However, the fact that it managed to deviate at such a crucial moment shows that this level of skill is good enough for racing.
What's even more outrageous is that the cleaner didn't even try to dodge during the whole process, as if she hadn't noticed anything!
She continued sweeping the floor, following the same path she had just taken.
They swept it a couple of times, then gathered it together with a winnowing basket.
The movements were so mechanical that they couldn't even be called sweeping; it was more like scraping the floor.
"Her broom handle..."
Yiyi's voice trembled slightly, and she kept her volume very low. It seemed that she had seen something. The girl just tugged at my clothes.
As I looked in the direction the girl was pointing, I couldn't help but swallow hard.
The woman had several lines of small writing engraved on the broom handle; they were quite blurry, but still legible.
The crossed-out part is "Recycling Number: 072".
072?
What's going on?
Did they even label each of their cleaners with a number?
This cleaning company is quite meticulous.
However, my expression completely changed when I saw the words "073" below.
The handwriting is crooked and messy, not like printed text at all.
It's messy, discontinuous, and incomplete, as if it were carved by a fingernail!
Near her hand, there was a ring of light green tubing wrapped around the broom handle!
One end of the conduit was slightly tucked into his sleeve, while the other end snaked down her arm and into her work clothes like a snake!
The tubes inside her body are all connected!
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