The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 232 The Slaughterhouse (10)

His special ability can not only amplify teammates but also interfere with spirits; it can be used for group attacks, defense, and control.

“Okay, Song Hu will go with you.” Zhao Piku smiled mischievously. “Teacher Tong’s performance bonus was halved, and she’s already in debt before even starting work. She’ll have to work hard today. When I get back, I’ll definitely tell that guy surnamed Ji about this, so he knows that Princess Tong has also learned how to make money.”

"He's not as naive as you." Tong Zi rolled her eyes at him, then suddenly her expression turned serious. "Wait, how does he know so much about me? Was it you, the traitor, who tipped him off?"

Zhao Piku dared not recognize it.

Ji had gone to great lengths to pursue Tong Zi, and he didn't want to cause any trouble because of his loose tongue.

"No, absolutely not!" He quickly waved his hand. "That guy surnamed Ji has his heart completely devoted to you. He spends all his time around you during holidays. What does that have to do with me? Besides, he's a member of the military. If he wanted to know your whereabouts, wouldn't that be a piece of cake?"

Zhao Piku is cunning and shrewd. Tong Zi always felt that he was hiding something, but since she had already become Ji Chengyi's girlfriend, she couldn't investigate further.

At six o'clock sharp, the sunlight from outside seeped in, and the curtains became stiff and straight again.

The entire slaughterhouse was restored to its original state in the blink of an eye, as if all the terror and bloodshed of the previous night had never happened.

It was as if time had been reset.

Perhaps it's because it's in a sub-dimensional space? That's why the Filthy Spirit can't completely control this place?
Su Ninglong found it somewhat amusing; it seemed that this "master" didn't have as much control over his territory as he had imagined.

She pushed open the door, but the doorbell didn't ring. The corridor was unexpectedly quiet, with no one in sight.

Seeing that everything outside had returned to normal, Tong Zi led Ying Gu and Zhao Piku toward the canteen—not to eat, but to check what the canteen would be serving now that all the pig-headed people had already eaten "meat".

She stretched her stiff neck and asked in a low voice, "Do you guys feel particularly tired?"

"It felt like I hadn't slept at all."

"You haven't slept much to begin with."

Tong Zi glanced at Zhao Piku, who always chimed in, and then looked back at the lounge. "If Eagle Bone hadn't tested the Soulless Bullet outside yesterday, I would have almost suspected that there was something wrong with the lounge itself."

“That’s not necessarily true,” Zhao Piku quickly pointed out the flaw, “The eagle bone only blew up the outside, not the inside.”

Eagle Bone: "Shall I blast the inside again now?"

"What are you talking about? If you're going to blow something up, blow up another room first." Zhao Piku tapped Yinggu's pig head. "Don't make any rash moves. Let's wait until Su Ninglong takes care of the HR manager and gets back the contracts and forms we were forced to sign."

The indiscriminate bombing now is only alerting the enemy.

At the same time, Su Ninglong and Song Hu had arrived outside the quality inspection team leader's door. "Team leader, it's me, open the door."

The quality control team leader didn't sleep well all night, feeling a chill on his neck, fearing that the not-so-thick door would be smashed open by those fierce-looking pig-headed men.

Hearing the knock on the door, he instinctively shuddered.

Only after confirming that it was Su Ninglong outside did he cautiously open the door a crack. A pair of small, beady eyes peeked timidly from behind the door. After confirming that it was indeed Su Ninglong, he opened the door completely.

The light from the incandescent bulbs in the corridor was actually rather dim, but it felt especially warm to the quality control team leader who had been living in fear all night.

A string of snot involuntarily dripped from under the pig's snout. He sniffed and asked in a tearful voice, "Y-you've finally come?"

He cautiously peered down the corridor, asking incredulously, "Isn't it... dangerous outside? How dare you walk around in the corridor?" He paused, then muttered to himself, "But it looks no different from daytime."

The quality control team leader kept rambling on and on, as if he had a bellyful of grievances and lingering fears. While the other team leaders were reprimanding their subordinates with stern faces, he was practically clinging to Su Ninglong's legs and crying.

Song Hu watched silently from the side, and couldn't help but think: it seems that everyone and everything that appears around Su Ninglong has a special "personality".

"Shut up," Su Ninglong interrupted him. "Let's discuss a plan to deal with the HR manager."

Upon hearing that he could be "promoted," the quality control team leader immediately perked up, his pig-like eyes shining brightly: "Great!"

Promotion means the ability to compete for greater power and obtain more "rewards".

Thinking of the perfectly marbled pork belly from yesterday, so delicious it made him feel elated, he couldn't help but smack his lips, subconsciously ignoring the fact that the HR manager's salary wasn't even as high as that of a new employee like Su Ninglong.

“There are many empty areas in the slaughterhouse, and most of the time there is no one there.” Su Ninglong casually drew a simple map and pointed to the freight room, which was downstairs from the assembly room.

However, there is a drawback: the freight yard during the day is too spacious, and even the slightest noise will create an echo.

Fortunately, Song Hu was with us this time, and his words of wisdom could completely shut the HR manager up.

Of course, given Suninglong's style of quick and decisive battles, the fight won't last long.

Her only worry was whether something strange would happen after the HR manager died.

"Can you lure the HR manager to the freight room?" Su Ninglong asked the quality inspection team leader.

The quality control team leader stared blankly at the simple map, trying hard to recall if he had taken Su Ninglong to the freight room yesterday.
It wasn't until Su Ninglong's sharp gaze swept over him that he snapped back to reality: "I... I can't lie to him..."

“Every higher-up is wary of us team leaders. Unless summoned by someone higher up, they will never easily leave their posts,” he explained in a low voice. In fact, not to mention the HR manager, even he, as the quality control team leader, receives a power boost as long as he is in his work area; once he leaves, his strength is greatly reduced.

All the senior executives knew perfectly well that the money must not fall into the hands of the lower-level employees.

If Su Ninglong hadn't looked down on the team leader position, the body under his head would probably have been replaced with a different pig's head long ago.

Otherwise, how would newcomers have the opportunity to get a head transplant?

The quality control team leader hesitated for a moment, then stammered, "We usually don't walk with a group of employees alone, except for new employees, most of whom aren't very quick-witted." Of course, the person in front of him was an exception.

Although I don't want to admit that I'm a coward, that's just how it is.

These team leaders are constantly on guard against their employees "swapping their bodies".

Some prefer authority and exploitation, while others favor appeasement and forming alliances; both are ways of survival.

"What if I were to trick him into coming out?" Su Ninglong asked. Veteran employees are wary of each other, but often less so of new employees.

The quality control team leader was taken aback. "You gave him meat yesterday, so he should like you now... That guy is just as greedy as the equipment manager."

He wouldn't have gotten such a big belly if he wasn't greedy. As the HR manager, he controlled the "stay or leave" of new employees, and many employees would secretly share some "extra money" with him in order to stay.

Such covert bribery is not uncommon, even in reality.

"That's no problem. I'll go and lure him over before the work bell rings."

"Now? Isn't it too fast? What if... what if I can't adapt to the role of HR manager?"

"You've got the desire but not the guts? Show me the same ferocity you had when you were cursing people yesterday."

"It's just that... I'm not clear about your strength yet."

“Then you should quit,” Su Ninglong stood on tiptoe and put her arm around Song Hu’s shoulder. “I’ll give this position to my brother.” Song Hu: “…”

If the face in front of him was still Su Ninglong's original one, he wouldn't mind playing the "little bird clinging to a woman" for once, and also teasing this guy who always calls himself the ancestor.

But now she has a pig's head on her head.

Never mind, it's a bit disgusting.

Thinking about it this way, Song Hu realized that his personality was probably quite peculiar as well.

"No, no, no! I'll do it! I want to be the HR manager!" The quality control team leader panicked. "How could a newcomer know the factory better than me?" He couldn't let this kid steal the job, so he quickly vowed not to hesitate any longer.

Su Ninglong asked for the HR manager's room number and gestured for them to wait where they were.

Suddenly, a knocking sound rang out in the quiet corridor.

The HR manager cautiously asked who was outside the door. When he heard it was Su Ninglong, he hesitated for a moment, genuinely missing yesterday's "rations," and asked in a hoarse voice, "What is it? You haven't started work yet. We can talk about it when you get here."

"Supervisor, I managed to get another ration yesterday. I snatched it from someone else, and I didn't eat it myself. Are you interested?" Su Ninglong said in a low voice.

"You're not lying to me? Where did you hide it? I can go get it after I get to work."

"Tsk, they've become sentient." Su Ninglong couldn't help but suspect that these pig-headed people in the contaminated zone might have retained some of their behavioral habits and thought patterns from their previous lives. Otherwise, it would be difficult for the Filthy Feast Spirit to simulate them so vividly.

“I’m offering you this on conditions,” she continued. “I want to be the quality control team leader. Could you do me a favor?”

Upon hearing this, the HR manager's vigilance immediately decreased significantly.

He thought the new employee was quite ambitious and clever, having figured out the "promotion rules" on his second day. But he still felt a bit disdainful: "...It's not impossible. But after you become the quality control team leader, your 'salary' for the first three days will belong to me."

Three days? Why three days?

"But I need a salary to support myself as a team leader. What's the point of being a team leader if I don't have any income? Can I pay you every other day?"

The HR manager originally only planned to ask for one day, but seeing how "generous" Su Ninglong was, he agreed without hesitation.

“Please wait in the freight room first,” Su Ninglong continued. “I will bring the quality inspection team leader over in a while. As long as you help me get rid of him, the reward will be given to you immediately.”

The HR manager nodded. He thought Su Ninglong was indeed smart; she even knew he didn't want to travel with others.

Unlike that timid quality control team leader, he clearly understood that the current state of affairs outside meant that it was safe.

He adjusted his belt; it was just a team leader, he could definitely take him down if he took action himself.

Watching Su Ninglong turn around and knock on the quality inspection team leader's door, the HR manager felt even more contempt for her.

"When we get the head transplant later, we'll definitely have to teach this arrogant newcomer a lesson."

In the quiet corridor, the quality inspection team leader's door was pushed open once again.

He was persuaded by Su Ninglong's "extremely high" efficiency, and despite his inner turmoil, he forced himself to remain calm and agreed to cooperate. The HR manager, hiding around the corner, overheard the quality control team leader whispering:
"Since you gave me half of my salary yesterday, I can go with you. But I have to bring one of my brothers with me."

This guy is indeed cautious.

The HR manager's face darkened as he secretly observed Su Ninglong. Could it be that Su Ninglong wanted him to deal with two team leaders at the same time?

"Is your brother also a team leader?" Su Ninglong asked, feigning hesitation.

"She's a new employee; we got along quite well yesterday..."

Upon learning that it was just a new employee, the HR manager finally felt relieved and walked ahead towards the freight room.

Inside the door, the quality control team leader's legs were actually trembling. "Did I... did I do a good job just now?"

Neither Su Ninglong nor Song Hu could bear to say that he was so nervous that he almost stammered and couldn't speak properly.

"It's time to go, only fifteen minutes left." Su Ninglong didn't want to linger any longer.

"Oh, okay!"

Shortly after they left, the door to the next lounge was gently pushed open, revealing that Qian Rujin's team hadn't been idle. As soon as the environment returned to normal this morning, they secretly searched the other lounges, attempting to gather intelligence, and happened to overhear Su Ninglong's conversation with two pig-headed men.

It was unclear what exactly they were going to do. Su Ninglong and the others were speaking in very low voices, and Qian Rujin's side did not have any spiritualists with particularly sharp hearing.

"Why don't we follow them and see for ourselves?"

Qian Rujin led four team members out of the room silently and followed from a distance. They were well-trained, moving stealthily along the wall, making almost no sound.

"Don't get too close, Su Ninglong is very strong."

"The one next to her should be Song Hu."

Although Song Hu was a promising young talent in the spiritual world, they weren't particularly afraid of this Word Master. Someone in the group snorted softly, seemingly unconcerned.

What they truly feared was Su Ninglong.

She claims to be a "cultivator," and intelligence indicates that she is particularly adept at dealing with physical targets.

"Being good at physical things" is almost equivalent to "being good at dealing with people".

In other words, if you confront her head-on, it's very likely that you won't be the one who loses.

Qian Rujin had to be extra cautious.

Su Ninglong's strength is unfathomable. He knew this as early as when they dealt with the mutant at the club, and he knew that she had far more trump cards than she seemed to have.

The rest of the team shared the same concerns. Intelligence even indicated that Su Ninglong possessed multiple supernatural abilities, including water, fire, and lightning, making her a veritable "polygon hunter."

"Teacher, is there really no need to be so careful? Although she has many abilities, it doesn't mean that her five senses are particularly sharp."

Just then, Qian Rujin suddenly raised her hand, signaling everyone to stop.

In the distance, Su Ninglong stopped abruptly and turned her head slightly.

They quickly hid in the shadows and held their breath.

Ahead, Song Hu asked in a low voice, "Is someone following us?"

A barely perceptible smile flickered across Su Ninglong's lips, but she didn't intend to point it out.

If we point it out, they'll just follow us openly, which is pointless.

Let them continue playing hide-and-seek. It would be great if we could record those weird hiding poses; it would be really funny to watch them on replay.