# Chapter 45: Secret Room
Red Hair, Sima Xiao'er, first shook his head, then went crazy trying to bite Xu Huo: This guy clearly knew he was a player, yet pretended nothing was wrong, and didn't even plan to let him out!
Xu Huo grabbed his pig snout with a large hand and said coldly, "If you want the Skinner to discover you, go ahead and make a scene. The person who was killing pigs just now was the Skinner. Do you want to know how he got that title?"
Sima Xiao'er froze, then his front hooves scratched wildly on the ground.
Without needing to look, Xu Huo knew what he wanted to say. "I can't let you out for now. The incomplete stitching might slow down the fusion with the pigskin. Those people outside are all ticket-holding players; they won't care about the lives of those in the pigpen. If you want to save others and get out, listen to me."
After hesitating for two seconds, Sima Xiao'er nodded.
"You too." Xu Huo turned back to scan the pigs gathered around. "If you want to get out alive, you have to listen to me."
A group of pig heads crazily nodded up and down.
"The later I'm discovered, the better the chance of rescuing people." He patted Red Hair's pig head. "Stay here and cooperate with me."
"I'm going out now. I'll come back tonight."
With that, he silently slipped from the pigpen into the orchard outside.
The Good Taste Fresh Meat Supply Factory was located on a relatively high hillside, surrounded by many fruit trees. Below the slope, to the left of the factory, there was also a river.
The area around the river was open ground, while the fruit trees extended outward into a forest.
Xu Huo glanced in that direction, then circled around from outside the warehouse and slaughterhouse to the front of the factory, entering the front office.
Inside the office was a desk, with a bookshelf behind it. On one side were some philosophy and anatomy books, while on the other were some pornographic gossip magazines and photo collections.
He casually pulled out two books, flipped through them, and put them back in place, then turned to look at the items on the desk.
On the left side was a stack of account books, with stationery items like paper, pens, and small knives neatly arranged. On the right side were a radio, a water cup, and a landline phone placed casually.
In front of the desk were two leather sofas of fine material, sandwiching a fragrant solid wood coffee table. The tea set was exquisite, with no tea brewed in the teapot, and teacups placed at equal distances around it.
On the wall directly opposite hung an oil painting portrait of the Skinner, and on the shelf below sat a vase with fresh flowers inserted.
This office was clean and meticulous, filled with a sense of dissonance.
Time was limited, so Xu Huo didn't look further. He turned on the radio, adjusted the volume to the lowest setting, and flipped through the account books while listening.
The order information in the account books included at least twenty restaurants and small shops, with delivery dates spanning three months. The earliest order was three days later: the Bauhinia Restaurant wanted six six-month-old piglets, requiring the Skinner to skin them while alive, with the skin wrapped around the piglets without affecting the customers' appetite.
Xu Huo's gaze fell on the emphasized word "appetite," and after two seconds, he closed the account book.
By then, the radio had finished the weather report and moved on to current news.
"...It is reported that the highest administrative officer of this district has stepped down recently. The new successor is Carol Field, grandson of Carmen Field, who is known as the 'Field Morning Star.' He arrived with his seven wives at 13:00 local time."
"Miss Jin Xue'er, who is about to become his eighth wife and is from the most distinguished Jin family of this district, personally received him and expressed a warm welcome to Carol Field and his seven wives..."
"...Carol Field's arrival has caused many personnel changes..."
Listening to the news, Xu Huo's expression fluctuated several times.
Indeed, the Dimension Crack game could not only use instances to invade the real world but had also constructed a social system of its own. Someone managed this society, with money and consumption. Game administrators, players, and even ordinary people could all become part of this social system.
Now he was even starting to believe what Professor Han had said on the preliminary train—perhaps the game came from an advanced civilization.
"Thump!" A sound came from the inner room, and a woman's voice said vaguely, "...Don't look anymore... Do the work first..."
Xu Huo immediately stood up, restored everything he had touched to its original state, and left the office the same way he had entered.
As he passed the slaughterhouse, he saw the other two players had returned to the workshop, and the four of them were cleaning up.
Looking at the sky, he picked up his burlap sack and walked out of the orchard, choosing a hidden spot to conceal himself.
The Skinner soon returned. Yang Can, who came back with him, had a swollen face with eyes that couldn't even open. The other players didn't dare ask, because the Skinner was in a rage.
"You useless things, you can't even sweep the floor clean!"
"And you dare to apply for a job looking like this? Only someone with a brain problem would hire you!"
"No dinner tonight! All of you work through the night!"
With that, he slammed the door and locked the front door of the workshop.
"Are you okay?" Xian Dazhi asked Yang Can.
Yang Can opened his mouth and pointed inside. "Knocked out two teeth, just because I didn't thread the bait properly."
The others were silent for a moment, then Qin An said, "If we don't get this place clean tonight, we'll probably all get slapped tomorrow."
The others winced at the thought. Yang Can asked, "Did you find anything?"
"Ask Tang Pei." Zou Weichang pointed his chin at the female player.
"The corridor ahead on the right leads to the freezer and office. On the left, there's a large fur room filled with whole skins of rare animals. Some are polished to a glossy shine; they should all be the Skinner's collection."
"The bedroom is at the back. Qin An and I measured it—the bedroom is only half the length of the fur room. There should be a secret room on one side. Compared to the furs outside, the real collection should be inside," the female player Tang Pei said.
"Did you go in? What's in there?" Xian Dazhi asked eagerly.
Tang Pei shook her head. "Couldn't open it. We tried all the mechanisms we could think of, but nothing worked."
"Don't you have a universal lock pick?"
Tang Pei exhaled. "Qin An used his X-ray vision to look. That secret room is almost as secure as a bank vault. The door alone is half a meter thick, and we couldn't even find a keyhole. No way to open it."
The disappointment on the other three's faces was obvious. Yang Can said with a crooked mouth, "I thought this mission would be the easiest, but it's just as hard."
A door as strong as a bank vault ruled out almost all violent methods. Although they were D-level players, they didn't have any high-damage props.
"We need to find a way to open the door," Qin An said. "Otherwise, even if we force it open, the Skinner will deal with us before we can get the collection."
"Ask Peng Fengnian."
Tang Pei nodded, took out a paper phone, and put it to her ear. Before she could explain the situation, her expression changed first. After a moment, she said to the others, "Peng Fengnian said there's another player here."