Bring Interstellar to the end of the world

Chapter 71 Accidental Discovery
boom……

boom……

boom!
The explosion sounded from far to near, and the flying fragments hit the steel plates outside the building, crackling, and some fragile glass products were shattered, and the fragments fell to the ground.

Fire clouds rose outside the workshop, and fear spread like a plague inside the workshop.

Those who work here are all the low-level residents of Gem City, not combatants. As early as the explosion and gunshots came from the front door, they were afraid, wondering if it was the people from Yuan City who attacked the cannery.

They don't know how far the battle has progressed, and all they can do is listen to the management staff and gather in the production workshop to wait for the end of the war, and don't run around to avoid danger.

Now that there was a sudden explosion outside, it sounded like it was not far away, and the expanding flames could be clearly seen through the window.

The vibrations from the ground are like the straw that breaks the camel's back.

Someone yelled.

"Run, the enemy is coming in."

"The black hand mercenary group is over!"

People are blind and irrational in fear and panic.

Female workers are easier to restrain than male workers, and their character is more cowardly. The cannery likes to recruit female workers, but they have poor tolerance in the face of fear.

Ah!
With the first scream comes the second.

what……

When the screams became louder, even those who could maintain some composure would lie.

The workers ran towards the iron gate leading to the evacuation tunnel. Many of them only hated their parents for losing two legs, and rushed forward desperately.

The management staff standing on the second floor of the office area behind the production workshop also panicked. Speaking of fear of death, they are superior to the coolies in front as masters.

The oldest and widest middle-aged man wiped his sweat with a white towel while issuing an evacuation order, asking the internal security personnel to open the emergency escape route and escort the factory management personnel to evacuate.

In this case, what financial statements, what canning recipes, what purchase orders...all are not as important as your own life.

According to the emergency evacuation plan, some internal security personnel left the production workshop to defend against the enemy's attack outside, and some internal security personnel were responsible for guarding the safe evacuation of the management personnel. As for the workers in front, of course, no one went to plan and guide them to leave in an orderly manner.

It was in such a chaotic situation that no one noticed that the person who yelled just now and caused the production workshop to jump around left the evacuation team and sneaked into the office area where the managers were located under the cover of equipment.

The culprit of all this is naturally none other than Tang Yan, the new deputy head of the Pandaren Legion.

Zang Feng and Gou Rou were messing up the situation outside, and he was making trouble inside in order to fish in troubled waters to find the latest financial statements of Maxim Cannery.

Whether it's the members of the black hand mercenary group or the internal security personnel of Maxim's Cannery, of course there is no time to go to the office area to check whether there are any workers running around under the circumstances of external troubles and internal troubles.

Tang Yan came to the financial department office easily.

The iron door was tightly closed, and the outside was locked.

He took out the long sword that Ren had left behind and slashed down, successfully broke the lock, opened the door and walked into the room.

The four desks are arranged left and right, and the accounting documents of the cannery are neatly placed on them.

In the innermost part of the room is a separate desk with a terminal on it, and a row of filing cabinets on each side of the wall, with card paper pasted on them.

He walked over to browse the characters written on the card paper, walked to the innermost desk, opened the drawer to search, and took out a folder. Judging from the date on the top, it should be the export of goods last month Records and financial statements.

He opened it casually and glanced twice, and was sure it was what he was looking for, so he folded it neatly and put it in his pocket.

When I was about to leave my desk, I suddenly saw the terminal turned on, and the cursor kept flashing on the black screen, with white characters on it.

It turned out that the user of the terminal was chatting with other people via the intranet.

Judging from the arrangement of the desks, the computer user should be a person in charge of the accounting department.

"Baby, it's not that I don't want to help you. It's just that I have limited ability to intervene in the deployment of personnel there. God knows why the chairman thought of building a new canning production line above the underground cold storage, and spent a huge sum of money to buy several Mr. Skillful Hands Robots, which are ready to replace manual work to improve the quality level of new products.”

"Mr. Handy?"

"Oh, and a female version of Mr. Handy Robot's Miss Helper Robot."

"Why would the chairman buy such expensive things to produce cans? As the crystallization of pre-war artificial intelligence technology, their remaining quantities are not only scarce, but also very expensive. Isn't it overkill here?"

"I have said that it is to improve the quality level of new products, so that we can win reputation as soon as possible and open up the western market."

"I don't care whether the chairman chooses human employees or use robot labor. In short, you must let them transfer me to the new workshop as a supervisor."

"This one……"

"Huh! How did you promise me in bed last month? If you can't do it, don't touch me in the future."

"Don't worry, how could I forget what I promised you. You must know that the new production line has only been in operation for less than a month, and all procedures are still in the optimization stage, including the management system. Now the chairman is watching closely, which doesn't mean I will pay the same attention in the future, take your time, and you will always find opportunities.”

"You asked me to wait, then your brother should also wait."

"You see, how about I find a way to apply for a little subsidy for you? When the time is right, I will send you there as a department head as soon as possible."

"Hmph, I...what's the sound outside?"

"Looks like... gunshots?"

"Qizhi, I'm so scared, people from Yuan City have come to kill me, you have to protect me."

"Ah Yun, don't panic. There are people from the black hand mercenary group outside, so there shouldn't be any major problems. If you are worried, you can come to my side."

"Ah, something exploded. Those people...those people came in. I don't want to die here."

"I will protect..."

The cursor stops here, and the conversation is interrupted.

Speaking of which, the technology tree of this world is so crooked compared to the technology tree of the StarCraft world that it is unbearable to look directly at it.

Transistor technology was only developed more than ten years before the nuclear war, so most of the surviving computers are huge in size, with small memory capacity and extremely primitive operation methods, but they are very advanced in the development and research of artificial intelligence technology, even compared to the StarCraft world. The level of human artificial intelligence technology is low and the degree is not great.

He didn't have much interest in the conversation between the senior officials in the accounting room and his mistress, so he pressed the return button casually, wanting to see if the permission block of the mainframe memory connected to the terminal stored more records of incoming and outgoing goods.

When the cursor returned to the upper menu, he saw an email signed by Huang Lei.

Huang Lei?The chairman of Maxim's Cannery?

His message to the head of accounting must have been important.

(End of this chapter)