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Chapter 171 Operator (please subscribe, please collect, please ask monthly pass)
The workshop where the I-27 robotic arm is located is at the deepest part of Zone I.

Anvis Machinery Factory works in three shifts, 24 hours non-stop. Now it is approaching the shift time of night shift. Workers come in from outside the factory one after another.

He Ao mixed in the crowd, and quickly followed the road signs to find the workshop where the I-27 robotic arm belonged. There was a palm-sized ink screen at the door of the workshop, and the screen showed the current schedule of each operation room in the workshop.

He Ao found the schedule for the I-27 robotic arm, and now he is on the afternoon shift, and the operators of the morning shift are named Mi Gao and Liqi.

After reading it once, He Ao walked inside and pushed open the door of the I-27 robotic arm operation room.

Oncoming is the noise of huge mechanical assembly.

Two workers in gray overalls are operating the robotic arm in the workshop. The left side is thin and has short hair, and the right side is strong and looks simple.

"Shift change?" The burly worker didn't turn his head when he heard the door open, and looked up at the operating monitor in front of him. "You're here early, and you'll be off work in half an hour."

He Ao took a look at their clothes and found that they were both wearing smart bracelets, so he said with a smile,

"I'm here to help Brother Mi Gao find something. His bracelet fell off. I'll see if it's here."

Hearing this sentence, the thin man looked up at He Ao, and then turned his attention back to the mechanical arm.

"Mi Gao?" The burly man was taken aback for a moment, and then looked back at He Ao, "Isn't Mi Gao a woman?"

Ho:?
His hands froze.

"Mi Gao is a man, and the Liqi who is with him is a woman."

The thin man on the side looked at the operation screen and said slowly.

"Oh, oh," the burly man nodded, and said to He Ao, "Then hurry up, you will be fined for wandering around the workshop, and it will be miserable if the foreman catches you later."

"Good good."

He Ao nodded quickly.

He walked to the cabinet behind the two of them and began to check.

While checking, he looked up at the mechanical arm, and asked casually, "Your mechanical arm is so cool, much cooler than the one over there."

"That's it," the burly man laughed, and patted the operating table, "This is a good thing for 1000 million, 1000 million, like us, we can't earn 1000 million for hundreds of years."

At this moment, the skinny man pressed the temporary automatic control button next to him and looked at the burly man, "Check it out for me, I'll go to the bathroom first."

"Okay, hurry up and come back."

The burly man laughed.

He Ao continued to rummage around. After the thin man left, the burly man basically stopped talking, but concentrated on staring at the operating table and devoted himself to it.

After rummaging around, he found no valuable documents or clues. He Ao walked to the console and looked at the densely packed buttons and the left and right joysticks.

His gaze moved down, and he noticed the text on the console, [Abbott Intelligent Mechanical TB-167A mechanical arm. ]
"Hey, don't move around." The burly man who concentrated on operating the mechanical arm glanced at He Ao, "This thing is very complicated, and it needs to be taught by a special person to learn it well."

"Oh," He Ao glanced at it, and asked casually, "Isn't there an instruction manual for this kind of equipment?"

"Yes," the burly man didn't look at He Ao this time, but concentrated on looking at the mechanical arm, "There are only paper ones, I heard that they are stored in the archive room, and they are like bricks standing upright." It’s thick, I think you definitely don’t want to see it, anyway, I feel sleepy when I see it.”

"Indeed," He Ao nodded in agreement, he looked around, "Brother Mi Gao's bracelet doesn't seem to be here, I'll go out and look for it."

"Okay," the burly man replied casually, "You ask him to search carefully, the toilet, the seam of the bed, you can always find it."

"Yeah, thank you," He Ao thanked, and walked towards the door, "I will tell him."

When leaving, he closed the door behind him.

The burly man glanced at the closed operating room door, shook his head, and continued working.

On the other side, the thin man who was going to the toilet leaned against a corner, raised his wristband, found an avatar, clicked on it, and started typing.

"Who are you going to text?"

A cold voice came from behind him, and immediately after, he felt something hard against his waist.

He looked down, only to see a pistol covered with dark red patterns protruding from the night.

And as he stared at the gun, a violent breath rushed into his mind, causing him to fall into a brief dizziness.

When he came back to his senses, the face of that somewhat sick young man appeared in front of his eyes.

His gaze met the boy's icy eyes, and he felt a bone-chilling chill like falling into an ice cellar welling up in his heart.

The sense of crisis from biological instinct prompted him to want to escape here as soon as possible.

A little later, you will really die!

But under the gaze of the young man, his body was completely frozen at this moment, and he didn't dare to move a little bit.

"Ok?"

He Ao tilted his head and looked at him suspiciously, as if waiting for his response.

"Here, for the foreman," the skinny man said tremblingly, "those who report on wandering around the workshop will get half of the fine as a reward."

He has already realized at this moment that the young man in front of him is probably not a simple worker.

As he spoke, he carefully raised his wristband, and showed He Ao the unfinished chat he had just sent with the foreman, which read,

[Foreman, I just saw...]
"Oh," He Ao put the gun back, "How do I get to the archive room?"

"Beside Building B," the thin man raised his hand tremblingly, "Go downstairs and walk along the road in front of the door to the end."

"Okay, thank you," He Ao reached out and patted his shoulder, "Open your mouth."

The thin man didn't know why He Ao asked him to open his mouth, so he could only open his mouth slowly, and for a moment, he felt something was thrown into his mouth.

Some are sweet, kind of like sugar.

"Chew and swallow."

Howe continued.

The skinny man chewed and swallowed obediently, then he asked tremblingly, "This is... what?"

"A slow poison,"

He Ao raised his hand on the thin man's shoulder slightly, separated his index finger and middle finger, and a small ant caught in the gap between his two fingers slid down the thin man's neck into his collar, "You Do you feel itchy now, like an ant crawling on you?"

It was nothing to say, but when He Ao said it, the skinny man felt his body start to itch, and couldn't help stretching out his hand to scratch his shoulder.

He Ao let go of his hand, looked at the thin man calmly,

"If you do something for me, I'll give you the antidote. Of course, you don't have to help me. That's half an hour at most..."

"I'll help, I'll help."

The thin man nodded quickly.

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