Chapter 180 Orcs Will Never Be Slaves (41)

“Okay, I won’t waste my time talking to you. Do you want to leave on your own or should I call someone to help you?”

Wen Chan tossed the brick in his hand.

Wei Tianyu’s face turned pale, and he took a few steps back, holding his wound.

He didn’t say much for the last sentence. He looked at Wen Chan deeply and turned away.

Different road non-phase plan.

Wen Chan was right, their ultimate goal was to leave here.

Get out of here by any means necessary.

As Wei Tianyu was walking out, he suddenly saw a big black dog running towards Wen Chan with excitement on its face.

It had just finished its job of driving away those stray animals and was feeling pretty good about it.

“Dahei.” Wei Tianyu called out in a deep voice.

This dog clearly came with him and just charged with him for a while, so why did it pounce on Wen Chan again when it saw it?
He hypnotized the big black dog last night and extracted its memory, but he did not see anything about the relationship between it and Wen Chan in its memory.

I only saw the big black dog and was sure that there was a way in the factory to liberate their souls.

In addition, when he returned, he saw Piglet squatting at the door with an anxious look on his face.

He decided to release the animals and let the big black dog lead them to search for the place themselves, while he would just help from behind.

As a result, now… most of the animals were dead or injured, but this dog was not hurt at all and is still helping Wen Chan.

He seemed to realize something in a trance.

Sure enough, the big black dog did not stop when it heard his barking, but ran straight towards Wen Chan.

Was this dog pretending to be so well-behaved and docile yesterday?
He wouldn’t be tricked by this man and this dog, right?

Wen Chan happened to look at him, and their eyes met. Wen Chan gave him a fake smile, then took a group of half-human, half-beast guys to work somewhere else.

Wei Tianyu: “…”

She is indeed not simple!

The same goes for the dog!
…

“You just said that you helped us in order to leave here?” The basilisk suddenly shook its body and twisted to Wen Chan and asked in a low voice.

Wen Chan tilted her head and glanced at it, “What else? You don’t want me to work here for your boss for the rest of my life, do you?”

“That’s not the case,” said the Basilisk.

The spider monster next to him added, “What will happen to Jing Ge if you leave?”

Wen Chan said without thinking: “He comes with me.”

Haven’t they always come this way?
“Ah~”

The two monsters looked as if they had suddenly realized something. “So you are the bad woman who would kidnap our employees.”

Wen Chan: “…”

…

On this day, when it was time to get off work, no employee dared to leave the factory.

Wen Chan was busy until the second half of the night before he almost stopped.

This is the first time that the entire factory has been working overtime, and Uncle Tu is very satisfied with the current situation.

When Wen Chan came back to find him, he couldn’t help but sigh.

“If they can always be so obedient, I wouldn’t mind keeping them for a while longer.”

“It’s up to you. The factory should be closed as soon as possible.” Wen Chan said.

She had just come back from work with a dog following her, and she had no time to look for Jing Ge.

What happened next was not suitable for him to be present.

“I’ve done my job, what you promised?” She poured herself a glass of water and asked for her reward.

Uncle Tu stood with his hands behind his back in front of the French window of the new office, looking at the brightly lit factory outside, and fell silent. Wen Chan was not in a hurry either, she drank a few glasses of water to moisten her throat, and thoughtfully poured a glass for the big black dog beside her.

“Do you believe that there are bigger and more worlds outside this world?” Uncle Tu asked.

“I believe it.” Wen Chan watched the big black dog drinking water without raising his head.

She used to do this job and has been to many different worlds. She is trustworthy.

“Well, there are always people who are better than you.” Uncle Tu turned around, looked at Wen Chan and said, “Have you heard of the World Creation Plan?”

Wen Chan then looked up at him and raised her eyebrows, “Go on.”

“I don’t know the details. I’m just an old cat and can’t get the core information.”

Uncle Tu sighed sadly, “But you know what the name means. Jing Ge is part of this plan, so he travels back and forth between these places.”

“What part does he play in this plan?” Wen Chan asked.

The World Creation Plan, as the name suggests, is to create a world.

Strictly speaking, these copies are not considered small worlds.

It is more like a sandbox game, where players can only move within a limited area, and no one knows what is outside the area.

Perhaps there is no outside area at all, and they are just “performers” locked in a transparent box for everyone to watch.

There are thousands of small worlds, and this is not the first time I have heard of wanting to create a whole new world, but it is the first time I have seen someone take action.

So are these so-called copies just some weird ideas they have for creating a new world?
So what position and role does “Jing Ge” play as he travels through these copies?

He is neither a “tour guide” who gives players hints, nor is he usually an important character in the dungeon. He is just an ordinary non-human NPC.

Sometimes he seems important, but in fact it makes no difference whether he is there or not.

“I don’t know about that. I said at the beginning that I’m just an old cat, but Jing Ge is more than just a little cat.”

He has no control over Jing Ge’s affairs at all.

It was just the plot in the copy that created some bond between the two of them.

Putting aside these copy plots, he and Jing Ge were not familiar with each other at all.

“Well, I know almost everything you said. It doesn’t count as a reward.” Wen Chan curled her lips.

Apart from the world-creation plan, which is somewhat useful, the rest is as good as nothing.

Of course she knew that “Jing Ge” was in cahoots with the people who made these copies, and she also knew where he came from. Did she need to tell her?
Uncle Tu remained calm, “So what? You’ve already finished your work.”

Wen Chan got up and left, “I’ll let them go off work now.”

“Hey, don’t go.” Uncle Tu immediately stopped her.

“I don’t know about the rest, but I can tell you clearly that the group of people above are somewhat afraid of him.”

Wen Chan sat back on the sofa, “If I were afraid of him, would he end up like this?”

“Ah…” Wen Chan figured it out on her own without Uncle Tu explaining anything.

“That’s what cleared his memory, right?”

If he had had certain memories, things might have been different.

Uncle Tu nodded, “Probably…”

Wen Chan stared at him for a few seconds.

Suddenly he asked very seriously: “Uncle Tu, before this, did you really have these memories?”

Uncle Tu was stunned.

Wen Chan continued, “It seems like you suddenly awakened these memories and told me about them.”

I’ve never seen him reveal anything about this before.

This has happened more than once.

Before, whether she asked herself or the “tour guides” told her, they would always reveal some information about the above just before she was about to pass the customs.

Little by little, as if deliberately luring her into the trap.