Invincible Copy System
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They said their place was a martial arts training ground and contained many secret manuals. Besides the cameras inside the building, there were also several low-ranking soldiers outside, which made things even more suspicious. From this, Liu Ning also realized that the Fusang Martial Arts School didn't want these menial workers to become friends; they even hoped they would become enemies.
A few more people arrived shortly after and explained why they were doing this. They said their place was a martial arts training ground and contained many secret manuals. If these were stolen, things would be very bad for them, so they needed to be more vigilant. Liu Ning smiled helplessly to the side. Their explanation was simply unconvincing. Look at these people; they were mostly ordinary people. Did they really want to learn martial arts? Even if they wanted to, could their bodies handle it?
After staying there for about half an hour, it seemed the inspection inside went smoothly, so they were led to a row of houses and given a number. Just like in Stephen Chow's movies, this number would be their number from now on, so no matter what happened, they had to follow the number obediently. If they had any other ideas, they would not be forgiven. In short, from the beginning until now, the feeling here was that of military management. No matter what you did, if you wanted to cause trouble, we would not tolerate it.
From this, Liu Ning could tell that there was definitely something wrong here. If there wasn't, what was going on? Why would you make us all so careful? Liu Ning couldn't tell what was going on, but one thing was clear: everyone probably understood the situation. There was a big secret behind this, but these people were genuinely here to make money. They didn't want to get involved in other people's business. As long as they received their monthly wages, they would obediently work for them.
Once inside, the other three began looking around, finding everything fascinating. The room was filled with modern technology—things most ordinary people would never see in their lifetime. Liu Ning was different. However, when he saw several security cameras, he immediately started fiddling with them, acting as if he'd never seen anything like it before. For them, such things were uncommon. If you saw something like this and remained silent, it would suggest you were there for something else, which would arouse their suspicion. Because of this, Liu Ning had to blend in and play with the gadgets just like the others.
Besides the cameras inside the building, there were also several low-ranking soldiers outside, which made things even more suspicious. These menial workers were just ordinary people; even if something happened to them, there was no need to send soldiers to watch over them. Besides, weren't we brought here to work? So we're all on the same side, what are you doing now? It's like you're watching over prisoners. Unfortunately, none of them said anything about it. As long as they could get paid on time and take the money home, how you treat us is normal, and we won't hold it against you.
Xiong carefully observed the people outside. In reality, their strength wasn't particularly impressive, but all their muscles were taut, just like Yamamoto's when he fought Zhao Lele. Normally, when not fighting, everyone knows they should conserve their strength. So what was going on? Did these people not need to conserve? Did they possess inexhaustible power? That was absolutely impossible. Even a war god wouldn't keep their muscles taut normally, let alone low-level warriors like you, because it would cause immense fatigue. When a real battle occurred, they'd be in deep trouble.
The people in the room chatted amongst themselves, talking about what they used to do and their current situations. As for the final outcome, none of them said anything yet. After all, they were now competitors. As those people had said, not everyone would necessarily stay. Only those who performed well would be allowed to stay. If someone had a problematic background or other issues, they wouldn't be allowed to stay. They were all here to make a living, so of course they didn't want such a thing to happen. Therefore, they had to be wary of each other.
From this, Liu Ning also realized that the Fusang Martial Arts School didn't want these menial workers to become friends; they even hoped they would become enemies. As long as they became enemies, the rest would be easier to manage. Regardless of what they wanted to do, they could report each other. If any of them were inappropriate, they would be rewarded for reporting them. The point was to prevent them from forming a group. If they did, how would they manage them?
Liu Ning learned about their situation. Most of them worked outside, but some family issues had arisen, so their original jobs no longer provided enough income. If they continued working in their old places, they wouldn't be able to support their families, let alone put food on their own. So they came to this place because the wages were almost double. Liu Ning also noticed something else: all these people had numbered coins, except for himself, who had the number "a". After asking around, Liu Ning figured out why. Because he was a retired soldier, his physical condition was better than theirs, so he had been given a number. Sigh, these people were all from the working class, so they were given numbered coins.
"Don't underestimate this number, kid. We'd love to get yours, but our physical fitness isn't up to par. They already tested us before we came, so no matter what we say, we can't possibly reach your number. So you should cherish your job opportunity. You're not just anyone anymore. If you were paid, your salary would be much higher than ours. I heard that from the guard earlier..."
One of the people in the room thought about what the person in the room had said earlier, and couldn't help but feel a little jealous. They were doing the same work, but the other person was earning several hundred yuan more than them.