The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 235 The Slaughterhouse (13)

Sensing Su Ninglong's resistance, the Guixu Umbrella instantly flew out and unfolded, completely blocking that eerie gaze.

Su Ninglong held the umbrella in front of her, but when she looked again, the bespectacled pig-headed man had vanished.

Her expression darkened slightly.

This pig-headed man is definitely unusual... but what's so strange about him?

“He didn’t have a work badge on him,” Su Ninglong said, as if talking to herself.

A small bamboo shoot on her shoulder touched her face with its soft leaves and whispered, "Factory Manager! Factory Manager!"

"My little bamboo shoot is so smart." Su Ninglong smiled gently.

The little bamboo shoot proudly shook its leaves, mimicking her words: "So clever!"

So cute! Little Bamboo Shoot is just as cute as her.

Suninglong is never stingy when it comes to praising Xiaosun.

I tried pushing open the door to the factory manager's office again, but it still wouldn't budge.

Su Ninglong gradually lost patience. Taixu was unsheathed, and with a flash of cold light, the door panel was cut in two.

However, behind the door was a cold, hard solid wall.

So this door was just for show? What to do? The contract itself must have been tampered with, and even the forms filled out at the security office were stapled in and are now completely stuck together.

Do these documents only apply to people who have already been transformed into pig-headed people?

Or perhaps, all of this is just a smokescreen?

Su Ninglong has always only wanted to be the bookmaker behind the gambling game, even at the cost of it, just to control the situation and see the truth.

She was never willing to be a gambler, much less risk her teammates' lives to experiment.

So she has to get it stamped and try.

The office isn't here at this time of day in the morning. Do I have to wait until evening?

No, it shouldn't be. She came here last night, and there was no sign of an office at all.

It seems that going tonight won't work either. The only possible time is either the time before the morning bell rings or the time when all the employees go to "withdraw money" in the evening. It seems we can only wait until then.

She instinctively reached out to check her bracelet, only to remember that the device had already been handed over and was being kept by Lei Qingya. Now she couldn't even access basic information.

Before entering the contaminated area, she did not carefully record the information of each victim, but only focused on the superpowers possessed by the hunters who entered the area.

Right now, she must rejoin her teammates as soon as possible.

Having made up her mind, she turned and headed towards the area where Tong Zi was.

Holding the quality inspection team leader's badge, Suninglong entered the assembly room without any hindrance.

The pig-headed people here seem to have been completely assimilated, even their breathing and movements are synchronized, like a group of precisely operating parts.

Tong Zi and the others unconsciously followed suit, and she didn't even realize her mistake until Su Ninglong approached.

Having been a hunter for so long, this isn't the first time I've fallen for a trap, but it's unbelievable that I've unknowingly become a beast of burden.

“I need to know the factory manager’s information,” Su Ninglong whispered to Tong Zi, “Who exactly was the original factory manager here?”

Perhaps it was just her intuition, but the "factory manager" with glasses just now gave off a completely different feeling; his aura was different from these pig-headed people.

Tong Zi blinked, preparing to answer.

"What position are you in? Talking is prohibited during work hours!" The pig-headed group leader of Tong Zi's group suddenly spoke up to stop them, his tone stiff.

Tong Zi rubbed his cane, his expression turning serious, ready for battle at any moment.

Su Ninglong remained expressionless and made up a story: "I reported to the factory manager that the quality inspection team leader is short of an assistant. I came to see this colleague to ask him to come with me to the personnel department to see if he can be transferred to another position."

The pig-headed team leader was clearly stunned: "???" He had worked here for so long and had never heard of such a procedure.

"No, he's in our group..."

Su Ninglong smiled faintly, but her tone left no room for doubt: "The quality inspection team leader disappeared this morning. Without anyone's help, I can't finish my work."

She seemingly unintentionally showed off the name tag in her hand that read "Quality Inspection Team Leader".

The team leader's face instantly turned extremely ugly.

He couldn't publicly question Su Ninglong about what she had done to the quality control team leader, but the fact that the work badge was no longer with him only meant one thing: the team leader was gone.

A chill ran down his spine: this employee was neither a team leader nor held a position; the fact that she had obtained a work badge likely meant that she had directly killed the other person.

Huh? Why isn't the supervisor here to deal with this? She killed someone!
A deathly silence fell over the surroundings, with only the assembly machines still humming rhythmically.

Su Ninglong still had that faint smile on her face, calmly meeting the team leader's horrified gaze.

After a moment of internal struggle, the pig-headed leader finally relented and said, "You... go with her."

Tong Zi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She had long known that Su Ninglong never did anything without being sure of success.

The two walked out of the assembly room one after the other, with countless probing eyes fixed on them until they were completely out of the area.

As soon as they reached a secluded spot, Su Ninglong immediately told Tong Zi about her discovery and her speculations about the factory manager.

Tong Zi pondered for a moment, then felt a headache coming on: "So, to break this deadlock, we might have to kill all the pig-headed men?"

Leaving aside how long the killing will take, the more troublesome issue is that merely eliminating the pig-headed men doesn't constitute a true victory. The final outcome depends on who can take the life of the four-star Mystic Spirit, or who can successfully seal most of its power with the Mystic Token.

In terms of numbers, the Star Alliance is at a disadvantage.

Once the large-scale purge begins, the Star Alliance will inevitably join the fray. At that point, the Star Alliance's progress could fall far behind.

“We must win this round. Only if we win will the Star Alliance go all out in the next round…” Tong Zi paused, “You should understand, right?”

Su Ninglong smiled knowingly: "Of course I understand."

Since the agreement is to have three matches, then none of them can be missed.

If the Star Alliance refuses to concede and demands a tiebreaker, the Star Alliance will absolutely fight to the bitter end. The most difficult tasks have always fallen to the Star Alliance; it's time for them to take over.

Since they enjoy the resources and reputation of the Hunter Organization, they should naturally share the corresponding responsibilities.

Fortunately, Tong Zi had memorized the relevant information thoroughly before entering the contaminated area.

Su Ninglong obtained crucial information about the factory manager from her.

Comparing the information about the factory manager provided by Tong Zi with the bespectacled pig-headed man she had just seen, Su Ninglong felt that the two were very similar in appearance.

Both wore glasses, had more ordinary appearances, and were former managers at large companies. It's said that many people were willing to follow this factory manager when he resigned, demonstrating his personal charisma.

However, the factory manager was ultimately just a factory manager, not a real investor, so he was unable to bring his original team with him.

“He disappeared very quickly, completely out of my range of perception. Finding him won’t be easy,” Su Ninglong asked. “Does this factory manager have any special abilities?”

“I don’t know. Although there are now reporting and monitoring mechanisms, and most spiritual practitioners are registered, the registration of spiritual practitioners wasn’t so strict before the slaughterhouse became a contaminated area.” Tong Zi added, “Moreover, this slaughterhouse employed many disabled people back then, but I’ve never seen them here. Did you notice them last night?”

“Hmm.” Su Ninglong recalled another slaughterhouse she had seen last night: the overseer’s arms were embedded with heavy weapons, and among the pig-headed men with numb expressions, some were in wheelchairs and some were missing their eyes.

The original factory employees are very likely still there. A vague guess began to form in her mind: Could those people have also become part of the power of the Filthy Feast Spirit?

“We must act within these two days. By the third day, there won’t be enough time. How about this…” Su Ninglong leaned close to Tong Zi’s ear and whispered her plan to deal with the pig-headed man.

"You figured it out so quickly?" Tong Zi had already memorized the layout of the slaughterhouse, but operating in the contaminated area often required more on-the-spot adaptability, because plans can never keep up with changes.

"This is the fastest way to achieve our goal. Our advantage over the Star Alliance lies in our smaller numbers, greater mobility, and better concealment. Once we change out of our robes, it will be easy for us to blend into the pig-headed men."

Tong Zi thought to herself that Su Ninglong was indeed very farsighted. She deliberately made the robes extremely conspicuous so that the Star Glory Alliance could easily identify them by their clothing.

But once they take off their robes and blend into the crowd of ordinary pig-headed people who look alike, the people of the Star Alliance will definitely be face-blind instantly.

Tong Zi considered herself to be quite clever, but Su Ninglong's methods were truly like "boiling a frog in lukewarm water," silently taking control of the situation.

“This wasn’t my idea; it was Feng Ying’s.” Su Ninglong never claimed credit for something that wasn’t hers. “But ultimately, it’s just a clever trick with limited practical help. The disparity in numbers is still there. If you can avoid taking off your robes, it’s best not to; they’re essential for survival.”

Tong Zi nodded and reminded Su Ninglong, "The Star Alliance likes to use the 'Key of Prophecy' for divination before taking action. They delayed for a while before the competition, which was very likely because they were using the key to make a prophecy."

Funi had also used the "Key of Prophecy" for divination, but Su Ninglong had always been dismissive of such things.

Even the patriarch of the Tianji Sect wouldn't dare claim that his predictions were 100% accurate, let alone a broken "cowardly board".

Since one piece has already been melted, there's no fear of making a second one.

"Don't worry, the 'Key of Prophecy' did indeed divine for us, but I concealed my aura with a small mask, so it couldn't detect the trajectory of my destiny."

"Pfft!" Wouldn't the Star Alliance be furious? They synthesized so many divination boards, fully believing that the more they synthesized, the more accurate their predictions would be.

In the end, that's it?

Tong Zi rubbed her temples, half-jokingly and half-sighing, "Sometimes I really want to work for you guys, at least I can learn some skills."

"Since Song Hu can use the Word of Power we provide, it means there is something in common between us. That's why we've been researching it, and if there are any skills that you can also use, we will never keep them to ourselves."

However, the specific price to be paid is up to Su Ninglong.

"I know you're a good girl." Tong Zi had watched Su Ninglong grow up and knew the girl's personality very well. She was never arrogant because of her favored status and treated everyone with a normal attitude.

From a young age, it was clear that this child was broad-minded, tolerant, and never stingy.

Although sometimes his way of handling things seems a bit cold, and sometimes too lenient, he completely lacks the passion that teenagers should have.

But no one is perfect, and it would be good if Su Ninglong didn't suffer a major loss.

Tong Zi is now only slightly taller than Su Ninglong. She reached out and gently patted the other's shoulder, her tone gentle: "We will fully cooperate. Your method is feasible. Let's eliminate some of them first and find out the details before making any further decisions."

Su Ninglong's cheeks flushed slightly, but fortunately, her pig-headed appearance made it impossible to tell.

She could sense that Tong Zi genuinely loved her, a feeling similar to that of Zou Shuyi, yet somewhat different.

In short, the parental favoritism I didn't receive in my past life has been made up for in this one.

"Okay." The two turned around and Su Ninglong walked back to the HR pig management office.

I forgot something; I need to ask HR's Pig Manager No. 2 for it.

Upon seeing the girl step into the office again, the pig-headed accountant immediately became excited, and his shadow silently darted out from under his chair into the aisle.

"Almost there... just three steps, two steps... one step away." As long as the other person steps on her shadow, she can freeze the newcomer, give her a pig's head, and then go collect the bonus.

The finance department couldn't take action directly in the ordinary employee area; she didn't want to provoke an attack, nor did she want to give other idiots an opportunity.

But things are different inside the office. To ordinary employees, she is a higher-ranking figure, and once they succeed, they are at her mercy.

"Hurry up and step on it..." she silently cried out in her heart.

Just one step away, Su Ninglong suddenly stopped.

The accountant slowly raised her head, her tone barely maintaining its composure: "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

Su Ninglong smiled slightly. Could she say that she was very interested in that shadow ability?
This ability held a dangerous allure for her, seemingly binding not only her body but also her soul. Controlling the mystic indirectly through shadows clearly carried far less backlash than direct contact.

It's a real shame that such a useful spirit is trapped in this slaughterhouse.

She took a light step forward, and at the same time, the Guixu Umbrella suddenly unfolded. The umbrella was almost transparent, and the light refracted, casting several very faint shadows at her feet.

The finance pig-headed man excitedly grabbed one of the shadows, then opened his mouth wide and bit down hard on Su Ninglong!

The other pig-headed men in the office were also itching to pounce.

"Gah!"

Protected by both the robe and the nanosuit, the pig-headed man's bite caused virtually no harm. It was the finance officer who, by using too much force and leaving no room for error, had two teeth broken off.

She clutched her cheek, wailing incoherently, "Why...why are you so hard?!"

Su Ninglong walked past her nonchalantly, even adding insult to injury: "Is it possible that you have cavities yourself?"

Seeing that she was completely unaffected, the other executives all withdrew their greedy gazes. Only the finance manager, a complete idiot, was filled with resentment; the duck that was almost in his mouth had flown away just like that.

HR Manager No. 2 secretly regretted that Su Ninglong hadn't fallen for the trap. He should have realized that someone who dared to challenge the HR manager on their very first day at the slaughterhouse was definitely not someone that ordinary senior management could control.