Strange game designer.

Chapter 745 Detonation
"Have all the dogmen in the slums been hired?" Gao Ming felt that the people who could do this were not gangs, but his acquaintances. Only outsiders would accumulate power at any cost. Dogmen who have lost their self-awareness are the best helpers at this stage.

"Yes! It's too brutal! Tonight is destined to be a bloodbath!" Jia Youzhi trembled with fear. He wasn't very brave, and this made him look even more lewd.

The conflict between Zhuchuan Society and Wansheng was sparked when Gao Ming killed the hotel owner in self-defense. Both sides wanted to de-escalate the situation, but there were hidden forces pushing things along, ultimately igniting the powder keg of the Third District.

All factions want to be the ones to seize Wansheng and Zhuchuanshe, two lucrative targets. Some ambitious individuals are even planning to put the Night Watchmen on the dinner table. Gao Ming's goal is actually quite simple: to further escalate the conflict and turn the Third District into a meat grinder, a vortex that devours everything.

If the night watchmen don't take action, then impersonate them and do it; if other neighborhood factions don't want to get completely involved, then raid their strongholds and drag them into the mess. After all, Gao Ming's biggest advantage right now is that he can stay hidden in the shadows.

"Director Li, let's go! After donating the money, let's hide somewhere else!" Jia Youzhi earnestly advised. Just as he reached into the bag, ready to show off his "labor results," the door was suddenly knocked on forcefully.

Ding Xiang and Wu Wei reacted quickly, tearing off Jia Youzhi's bundle and kicking him off the bed.

The door opened, and a Tzu Chi leader rushed in, his face covered in sweat and looking worried: "Are you all alright? Has everyone returned? Stay in your rooms tonight, lock the doors and windows, and don't go wandering around!"

"What's wrong?" Jia Youzhi was feeling guilty, thinking that he had been discovered stealing charity money, and his temples were wet with sweat.

“It’s been a rough year. We just received a notification from the Second District that the cleaning company’s scavengers issued the highest level alert. A Level 5 pollution source has left the restricted area and entered the Third District.” The supervisor took off his somewhat cumbersome priest’s robe. “They are now preparing to enter the Third District to carry out recycling work, but they were stopped by the night watchmen.”

"The night patrol has made a move?"

"If only they had taken action!" The supervisor said helplessly. "The night patrols didn't mobilize any officers to investigate, and we don't know what they're doing. Many outposts have their doors closed."

Wiping away sweat, the manager finished his announcement and headed outside, seemingly to inform others: "This is insane! These gangs, for their own benefit, actually dare to let a level-five pollutant run rampant in the streets!"

"Director Li, did you hear that? A level 5 pollution source! If that thing gets out of control, it can turn an entire street into a no-go zone! It's practically a moving natural disaster; even dogs would run three miles away with their tails between their legs if they saw it!" Jia Youzhi began to persuade him again, but Gao Ming's expression was a bit strange. He stroked Li Sansi's chin and beard, his expression somewhat serious.

Could the level 5 pollution source they're talking about be me?
If the cleaning company releases Li Sansi's photo and makes his information public, then Gao Ming's biggest advantage—hiding in the shadows—will be gone.

"Looks like I need to hurry up and get moving." Gao Ming told his three men to look after the driver while he took his phone and went into the slums, where he found the disfigured nurse using a special method.

"Something big is going to happen tonight, you'd better not wander off." The nurse didn't give Gao Ming a friendly look, though she treated everyone the same way.

"Why does everyone say that? Do I look like I need protection that much?" Gao Ming wanted to ask about the situation in the slums and borrow some manpower, but the disfigured nurse didn't tell Gao Ming anything, only telling him to stay in the black building tonight and not come out.

During the conversation, the disfigured woman repeatedly looked down at her watch, seemingly very nervous, as if she needed to do something right on time.

Finally, the disfigured woman selected five dog-men, dressed them in Tzu Chi uniforms, equipped them with weapons smuggled from the black market, and left with Gao Ming.

“We can’t find any more dogmen in the slums, but Black Crow can send me five right away. It seems they really did gather manpower in advance.” Everyone in the Third District had their own ulterior motives, and Gao Ming was no exception. After leaving the slums, he and the dogmen didn’t return to the church. Instead, they went to the restricted area of ​​the old Zhuchuan Pharmaceutical Factory and found some night watchman uniforms and equipment for the five dogmen to change into. Because of the drugs they were injected with, the dogmen had lost their consciousness and their lifespans were severely shortened. Their appearances were very different from ordinary people, but the night watchman’s black raincoats could just cover their faces and bodies.

“From now on, you will call yourselves harbingers of doom and obey the owl’s commands.” Gao Ming had spoken with Black Crow before; there was a night watchman who had received epaulets, and his code name was Owl.

After instilling the instructions into the dog-man, Gao Ming entered the restricted area of ​​the old pharmaceutical factory, as he still had some issues to resolve.

……

As night fell, the Third Street was quieter than ever before; the once bustling avenue was now deserted.

The entire neighborhood seemed like a thick, oppressive cloud, so heavy that even the birds dared not chirp.

Time ticked by, and as the last rays of sunlight sank below the horizon, a dazzling crimson firework burst across the sky above Takekawa-sha, and the doors of the hospital and laboratory in the third district, which had been closed for several days, were remotely opened.

The night wind rustled the wrapping paper on the ground. A pair of feet with bulging veins and covered in needle marks stepped across the hospital threshold. Scarlet eyes slowly opened, and figures in hospital gowns emerged from the hospital. They ran faster and faster, their uncontrolled malice converging like a black tornado sweeping across the city.

Takekawa-sha injected patients in the hospital with excessive amounts of stimulants, turning many people who still had hope of recovery into monsters controlled by malice.

There were too many patients; no one had ever imagined that the hospital in Takekawa-sha was hiding so many patients.

A roar rang out, followed by several streaks of fire shooting into the sky, causing the earth to shake violently, as if an earthquake had struck.

Wansheng detonated the explosives that had been planted during the day, turning the territory fought over by the two gangs into a sea of ​​fire.

Shops were burning, vehicles were burning, patients were burning; the dark city was ablaze, and the deafening roar could be heard clearly even in other neighborhoods.

The battle between the two sides reached an intensity that no one had anticipated in an instant. Reinforcements arrived one after another, and figures moved through the sea of ​​fire.

With corpses piled up and neither side having a chance to catch their breath, a terrifying chewing sound suddenly rang out from the slums, which had been ignored by everyone else.

At first, there were only faint sounds, but then the chewing sounds became a continuous chorus. The wooden fences and barbed wire of the slum were pushed down, and one after another, obese, highly mutated, and irrational pig-men roared and rushed out.

They have completely lost their humanity. Their bodies have been modified multiple times, and they are not afraid of being disemboweled. When provoked, they will attack indiscriminately, especially liking to tear and destroy white and red things.

(End of this chapter)