Vol 1 Chapter 2.02 (2/2)

”Stop dreaming, number 108!” the inspector's angry roar starts to ring, ”Who says that you can rest! Hurry up and move it!”

”My apologies.”

After apologizing with my electronic voice, I unsteadily turn my continuous track, moving onto the slope.

I start my forty third trip today.

Under the dreary, gray skies, I continue to do the depressing job. There are over a hundred colleagues on the slope in front of me, and countless tracks.

And I repeat the same process.

What am I doing here?

The arrival of night announced the end of the day.

I enter the warehouse, plugging the plug into my body.

Only on the moment when my power source is switched off, the rain will stop.

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