The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 225 Slaughterhouse (3) (Revised)
Stepping into the interview room means you've officially left the corridor area.

As Su Ninglong stepped inside, the view before her suddenly opened up.

People from the Star Alliance were also present. Their attire was very eye-catching, all wearing nano combat suits and bulletproof vests.

But at this moment, everyone is wearing the same pig's head, clean and bald without any hair or other features, as if they were carved from the same mold.

The number of weapons they carried appeared to have been significantly reduced, and many of them still had undried bloodstains on them, indicating that they had experienced numerous conflicts on their way here.

The HR manager quickly walked over to the interviewers and whispered something in their ears.

These interviewers had very distinctive appearances: some had large dark spots on their faces, some were as black as charcoal, and some were covered with coarse pig hair... They were all very different and none of them were the same.

This deliberately striking, bizarre appearance serves as a silent marker, clearly distinguishing them from the "pig-headed people" who come for interviews.

Su Ninglong gazed at them quietly, as if she were looking at demons in the cultivation world that had not yet fully taken human form.

However, such inhuman creatures, when viewed by modern people, only evoke a deeper sense of eeriness and unease, and are undoubtedly a silent erosion of the spirit.

The snoring sounds continued to echo in the room, like some invisible file, constantly tormenting everyone's nerves.

However, the Filthy Banquet Spirit is an extremely powerful and cunning being among the four-star Mystic Spirits; otherwise, Qi Shen wouldn't have been dispatched to block its escape route.

Tong Zi and the others unconsciously looked around, an indescribable unease spreading silently, as if they had not come to apply for a job, but had already been driven into a pigsty to await slaughter.

Whether one resists or submits, it seems to accelerate some kind of invisible erosion.

Their SAN value dropped to 92 in a short period of time, which is extremely unusual. The value had already dropped by nearly ten points without any abnormal events.

Ying Gu, Song Hu, and Xuan Xi are in slightly better condition.

Their lives were inextricably linked to Lian Xinyi and Charlie; as long as the latter could remain calm, they would almost certainly not be in dire straits.

However, the continued decline in SAN values ​​is ultimately not a good thing, so they can only try their best to suppress their emotions and avoid thinking too deeply.

When I cleared my mind, the SAN value stabilized considerably.

Standing among these burly men who averaged 1.9 meters tall, Su Ninglong appeared exceptionally slender.

This tall, 1.7-meter-tall girl was unwilling to be outdone, so she took the initiative to step forward and face the group of pig-headed interviewers head-on.

Her eyes were darker and deeper than any pig's head, and in their gaze, she seemed more like a monster than these vassals driven by the mysterious spirit.

The HR manager had originally planned to do something behind the scenes, but Su Ninglong's overly "active" eyes made him extremely uncomfortable, even giving him a slight headache. After a hushed discussion with the other interviewers, he cleared his throat and announced loudly:
"Well, the slaughterhouse is currently short-staffed, and your resumes alone don't reveal your actual abilities. We'll give you a five-day trial period, with daily pay. Everyone will be considered hired. The senior staff will help you sign the contracts later."

"Really? Whew!"

"Great! Snore!"

"Finally a job! Whew!"

The pig-headed men immediately became excited, their cheers interspersed with heavy snoring, creating a sharp contrast with the deathly silence of the hunter team.

After all these procedures, it turns out that in the end, it's all about accepting everyone. Su Ninglong originally thought that Huiyanling would be picky, which is why she arranged this fake interview.

As soon as the HR manager finished speaking, the job title quietly appeared on everyone's employee ID card.

Su Ninglong flipped over her nameplate: "Quality Inspector".

She raised her eyes, giving the HR manager a half-smile. The manager instinctively looked away, avoiding her gaze. Quality inspector was the highest position a new employee could attain, and the limit of their power.

Su Ninglong did not react on the spot, which made the HR manager secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

"Come on, let's get to work! Change your clothes, the positions have been assigned, and experienced employees will guide you."

He clapped his hands, signaling everyone to follow him toward the workshop.

The team was thus broken up, with each member heading to a different area.

Qian Rujin whispered to her team members, "Act according to the situation, don't be impatient. The Key of Prophecy shows that we will win."

These words were like a shot in the arm, and the hesitation in the team members' eyes gradually faded, replaced by a determined look.

Yes, they will win, so there's no need to panic excessively.

But what Qian Rujin didn't tell them was that the divination result was "a narrow victory".

A narrow victory often means sacrifice. He can only bring a few hunters of three stars or higher with him to ensure that even if someone falls, there are still enough fresh troops to continue fighting.

Everyone was led to their assigned post.

As a quality inspector, Su Ninglong was led to a senior employee by the HR manager.

The moment the other person saw her, their face darkened: "Didn't you say you'd send me someone strong? Why did you send a little girl?"

The HR manager kept a distance from them, saying, "She was recommended for the job and can only be assigned to high-paying, relatively easy positions."

Upon hearing that he had gotten in through "back channels," the quality control team leader became even angrier: "When have quality inspectors ever had a moment's peace? We need to supervise the entire process!"

"Your group is small and has little to do, so just put her in any corner and have someone keep an eye on her. Be careful, she's a troublemaker."

The quality control team leader was so angry his face turned red: "You...you're really doing something inhuman!"

"I'm the pig manager, so I don't have to do human affairs. Slaughtering pigs is our job." The human affairs pig manager patted his belly smugly and let out a burp.

The quality control team leader had no choice but to accept his fate. He turned to Su Ninglong and ordered impatiently, "What's your name? Put on your name tag!"

"You can call me Ancestor." Su Ninglong completely lacked any sense of responsibility as an employee. She came here to be a disruptor, not to be a slave.

"Old Pig? Such an old-fashioned name at such a young age." The quality control team leader shook his head, his bad temper when dealing with the personnel manager was somewhat toned down.

Su Ninglong: "..."

"Old Pig, go change into this uniform, then come with me to sign the contract." The quality control team leader tossed a piece of clothing at him irritably.

When Su Ninglong received it, it felt cheap and strange. It wasn't fabric at all, but some kind of inferior plastic, with an unnatural oily sheen on the surface.

What's even more unbearable is that it emits a strong, pungent, fishy stench, like a mixture of disinfectant and some kind of rotten substance.

"Okay, I'll go change. Wait outside." She turned and walked into the changing room expressionlessly.

The room was cramped and old, the floor covered with a thick layer of black and yellow grime that felt sticky and clingy to the soles of shoes. The walls were covered in mottled mold, and the air was thick with a mixture of rust and fishy smells. She glanced around; the changing room was small, containing only a few metal lockers, each door marked with a crooked red label indicating the corresponding position. She was currently "Quality Inspector No. 09," and the locker to her right belonged to "Personnel Unit No. 03."

"boom!"

She smashed open personnel cabinet number 03 with a punch. The quality control team leader outside was startled by the loud noise and hurriedly shouted, "What happened?"

Her calm reply came from inside: "It's nothing, I lost my balance while changing clothes and fell."

Su Ninglong quickly hid the robes close to her body and then took out a set of clothes from cabinet number 03. It was also a set of work clothes, but it was soaked in dark brown dried bloodstains, and there were even a few tangled, hardened hairs at the collar, which was disgusting.

It seems like changing jobs is out of the question.

She slammed the cabinet door shut. At the same time, a wisp of eerie blue flame shot up from inside the cabinet, silently devouring everything inside and turning it into charred fragments.

With her hands behind her back, Su Ninglong examined the cabinet door, which was gradually warping and deforming under the high temperature, with great interest, a cold smile curling at the corner of her mouth.

She knew that such minor disturbances could not fundamentally harm the evil spirit.

She just hoped that the spirit wouldn't take too long to appear.

The quality control team leader couldn't resist peeking through the door frame, but Su Ninglong shoved him back unceremoniously: "Women's changing room, what are you looking at?"

The team leader was taken aback by her confident retort and stammered, "You...who exactly is your recommender! I need to talk to him about this!"

"Is it any of your business?" Su Ninglong said arrogantly, not taking this pig-headed man, who was obviously "cannon fodder in the factory," seriously at all.

The quality control team leader suddenly noticed that Su Ninglong's so-called "changing clothes" was actually just casually tying the plastic work uniform around her waist, and she was also casually swinging her name tag around in her hand.

"Why are you dressed like that? You need to wear your name tag properly, that's the rule," he shouted gruffly, waving his name tag in front of Su Ninglong's eyes. "If you don't wear it as required, don't even think about working here."

The name tag wasn't made of high-quality material, but it was exceptionally sturdy.

Su Ninglong suddenly reached out, grabbed the team leader's name tag, and yanked it downwards.

The quality control team leader groaned in pain, reaching for his back, his eyes instantly turning fierce. The HR manager was right; this guy was a real troublemaker.

He lunged forward, trying to grab the wretched new employee and quietly "get rid of" him.

Su Ninglong nimbly took a half step back, causing him to miss his target.

With a slight turn of his toes, he glided behind the pig-headed man like a shadow.

Only then did she realize that with this pig's head on her head, her body felt heavier than usual, and her movements were slightly sluggish.

But she didn't pay much attention to him; getting behind him was the priority.

The two metal hooks at the end of the work badge were now fully extended and deeply embedded in the quality inspection team leader's flesh.

Strangely, there was no blood seeping through the clothes, only two holes.

This is enough to explain the problem: the team leader is not human at all.

Su Ninglong didn't know exactly what this meant, but she knew very well that killing him was entirely feasible.

She put her two fingers together and gripped the name tag rope tightly, while simultaneously stepping on the hooks on his back and pulling him backward forcefully.

The employee badge, like a cold, iron blade, easily sliced ​​into his short, thick neck.

The quality control team leader was forced to lean back, his hands gripping the tightly bound name tag, his eyes filled with terror.

“I don’t like people asking me all sorts of questions,” Su Ninglong said.

He pleaded desperately in a hoarse voice, "Heroine... My lady... Old Pig... I won't ask anymore! You don't have to do anything, I'll do all the work! Please don't take my head off."

"But I'm more interested in seeing what you'll look like after your head is removed."

"Please! I worked so hard to get this job... As long as I don't lose my head, I'll do whatever you say."

"What will be the consequences of removing her head?" Su Ninglong asked.

The quality control team leader stammered and avoided eye contact, refusing to say anything.

The name tag tightened suddenly, and you could almost hear the bones cracking under the pressure.

The quality control team leader released one hand in pain, and a sinister glint flashed in DouDou's eyes. Her nails suddenly grew longer, and she slashed backward fiercely.

Seeing that he was still not behaving himself, Su Ninglong immediately released his work badge and exerted force with his feet at the same time.

A sickeningly loud crash rang out, and the quality control team leader slammed face-first onto the ground.

Su Ninglong pulled up her employee badge again and tightened it. "With your pathetic counterattacks, don't even think about sneaking up on me."

The quality control team leader, whose composure lasted only three seconds, completely backed down and, panting heavily, confessed: "As you can see, our name tags are hooked into our bodies, which means that our bodies belong to our positions."

"If you want a promotion, there's only one way: take the other person's head off and put your own on their body."

Su Ninglong became interested: "What are the benefits of a promotion?"

“I can’t say…” His work badge tightened again, and he hurriedly begged for mercy, “It’s not that I don’t want to say, it’s that the work badge restricts us from revealing these things.”

Su Ninglong's eyes flickered slightly, and she roughly guessed what benefits this attack pattern would bring to the Mystic Spirit.

Fear is contagious, and these employees and their superiors are probably already suspicious of each other, walking on thin ice at every turn.

No wonder the quality inspection team leader reprimanded the HR manager directly and expressed dissatisfaction earlier.

She suddenly had an interesting thought: "Would you like to be the factory manager?"

"I can't climb up there. The superiors are all too strong. The quality inspection team leader is the highest position I can reach."

"Didn't you want a strong subordinate? I'm pretty good at fighting. How about we team up, I'll help you get promoted?"

Is there such a good thing?

"really?"

"Of course!" Su Ninglong replied without hesitation. Anyway, it was "Old Pig" who agreed, so what did it have to do with her "Ancestor"?