Nightmare Apostle

After shivering a little, Yang Xiao finally came to his senses, but the scene before him truly amazed him.

People, lots of people, crowded together, lined up, each face radiating an excited yet nervous smile.

Someone was constantly shuttling through the ranks, pinning a large red silk flower on each person’s chest.

The itching he felt on his chest just now was a woman in a blue work uniform with ear-length short hair pinning a red flower on him.

"Comrade, today is your big day, please keep your spirits up! Show the vigor of our working class!" The woman noticed Yang Xiao’s bewildered look and couldn’t help but punch the air to boost his energy.

Yang Xiao had a strong ability to adapt, and about ten seconds later, he realized the situation. They were standing in a theater-like place, and this seemed to be a recognition ceremony.

These people were all workers being recognized because everyone was wearing similar clothes, all in uniform blue workwear, and all brand new.

The stage in front was tightly covered by a large curtain, but through it, he could hear voices from below, presumably filled with people.

This was an auditorium, and it was likely the building he had seen on the cover of the script box, the Eastern General Machinery Factory Workers’ Palace.

During the toughest times of his life, Yang Xiao indeed thought about working in a factory, and today he fulfilled that wish.

"Quiet, everyone be quiet, hurry, line up properly, it’s about to start!"

A woman recording with a notebook seemed to be the steward. She raised her hand to command everyone to stand in line.

She was the only one dressed differently here, in an old-fashioned floral shirt, paired with black straight-leg pants, her face lightly made up, standing out in the crowd.

In Yang Xiao’s memory, he had seen this style when he was a child, on elderly people from his grandmother’s generation, a true memory of an era.

With the woman’s final reminder, the heavy curtain in front slowly rose, revealing a grand auditorium to Yang Xiao’s vision, followed by enthusiastic applause he had never experienced before.

There were thousands of people sitting below, most dressed as workers, each face filled with passion and a sense of strength, a stark contrast to the half-dead modern people Yang Xiao usually encountered.

"Let us once again give a warm applause to welcome our new comrades who have successfully passed the technical assessment and joined our East Tong Second Factory! Welcome!" The female host, holding a script, enthusiastically announced.

As expected, they were greeted with another round of enthusiastic applause.

Then came the process, first the representative of the new workers gave a speech, then the leaders gave their messages, and finally everyone took an oath. The only thing Yang Xiao remembered were the few most representative phrases.

The first was self-reliance, hard work, industry depends on Qingda.

The second was work hard for a hundred days, machines rest but I don’t, people are stronger than machines, hearts are stronger than steel, I’m a good soldier, as long as it doesn’t kill me, I’ll work to the death.

Slogans uplifted the spirit, and unconsciously, Yang Xiao also felt fired up, filled with energy.

During this time, while listening, he also observed quietly with his eyes, and soon, he noticed some sneaky glances in his ranks. When their eyes met, everyone knew they were on the same side.

In no time, Yang Xiao found 6 of his own in the ranks.

On the big stage, there were about a hundred people, divided into 4 rows by gender. Yang Xiao stood in the 3rd row.

He couldn’t turn around to see the row behind, so he judged that most of his people were probably here, everyone with the same identity, new workers, about 10 people in this team.

What reassured Yang Xiao was that no one was shouting or struggling in tears this time, which meant there were no newcomers among them.

A team purely composed of veteran players, it sounded good.

Yang Xiao didn’t really listen to the subsequent process. In short, after the welcome ceremony ended, he received an enamel water cup from a leader in a Zhongshan suit, personally handed to him, with the words "Worker Power" written on it.

Yang Xiao didn’t really want this water cup, he preferred the pair of leather shoes worn by the leader, as his rubber shoes were very uncomfortable.

Of course, such a request was absolutely unacceptable. Having been deeply taught by social rules, Yang Xiao clearly knew that the leader wouldn’t share his leather shoes; on the contrary, he might face punishment.

After more than an hour of hustle and bustle, the welcome ceremony finally ended, and Yang Xiao and the others were led out of the auditorium, walking up the stairs to the second floor.

Leaving the auditorium door, Yang Xiao confirmed that this was indeed the building he had seen on the script box, the Eastern General Machinery Factory Workers’ Palace.

While walking, Yang Xiao observed, the Cultural Palace was larger than he had imagined. The first floor hosted the main auditorium, with a ticket office and a guard room outside. The auditorium also seemed to function as a cinema.

Nearby was a small shop filled with merchandise, surrounded by people.

On the other side of the auditorium, there was a large area with a sign of some sort of office. Due to the crowd, Yang Xiao couldn’t see it clearly.

Taking the stairs to the second floor, the space was also very large, with a double-doored ballroom, a reading room, a chess room, and so on, appearing to have more space inside.

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