The weapon refiner is not doing her job properly

Chapter 236 The Slaughterhouse (14)

The office environment is not much better than the assembly room outside. The only advantage is that there is no strong odor and you don't have to face the bloodshed of slaughter.

But HR manager is quite satisfied with his current position—at least he doesn't have to be constantly on guard against the watchful eyes of lower-level employees.

In just one day, he had already adapted to his new identity: "What are you doing here again?"

"You're in HR, you should have a list of all the people on site, right? Give it to me."

You just reach out and ask for it? Why don't you just fly to the moon?
Under pressure from Su Ninglong, the HR manager didn't dare to turn against her or argue back. She could only bury herself in printing out the personnel list, which filled ten pages.

Looking at the densely packed list of employees, Su Ninglong was momentarily at a loss. Did she really think there were so many people in this slaughterhouse? Killing them one by one was clearly unrealistic.

Fortunately, the previous HR manager was quite organized; the list was divided by group, and new employees were marked with asterisks.

Su Ninglong carefully put away the list and walked out of the office as if nothing had happened. As she passed the equipment group's office, she saw the equipment group leader gnawing on a human hand with great relish.

This scene is really quite an eyesore.

She composed herself. There was no need to choose a specific day for slaughtering pigs; since she was going to do it anyway, she might as well do it now while the Star Alliance members were still observing.

Su Ninglong knocked on the door.

Seeing that she was all alone and still smelled of fresh meat, completely untouched by the "human and animal" odor of the lower-level employees, the equipment team leader grinned and said, "Come in!"

Suning pushed open the door and entered, and a short scream immediately came from inside the office.

When she opened the door again, all that remained in the room was a strong, putrid smell.

Next, Su Ninglong followed the same method, "visiting" each of the team leaders who had their own offices.

After clearing away the lone pig-headed men, she summoned the HR pig manager and ordered him to dispose of (eat) the corpses.

HR Manager No. 2 followed timidly behind her. Every time he left the office, he felt his life was in danger, but he couldn't help but be tempted by the "temptation" offered by Su Ninglong.

"You really gave me all of it?"

"As long as you can clean it up."

The HR manager swallowed hard. "Then I won't be polite."

He didn't mind being the cleaner and happily began to eat. But towards the end, clutching his round, almost bursting stomach, he desperately covered his mouth, groaning, "I really... can't eat anymore..."

"If you can't eat, find someone to help you. You have to clean it all up," Su Ninglong threatened coldly.

The HR manager, who rarely gets to enjoy a good meal, is actually unwilling to share these "delicacies" with others, but Suning has slaughtered far too many pig-headed people.

"How about... feeding it to 'humans and animals'?" He would rather benefit those at the bottom than let his colleagues get a share.

"Go find someone from your office. If these places aren't cleaned up, I'll feed you to the animals."

In the end, he could only reluctantly go to find someone, his ears drooping.

As the lunch break bell rang, the hunters of the Star Alliance looked up and saw a group of high-ranking executives following behind Su Ninglong. Those pig-headed men all had smiles plastered on their faces, displaying a fawning and obsequious demeanor.

It seems that the unhealthy influence that Suninglong brought with it has finally blown into the polluted area.

Qian Rujin and the other team members were all shocked, completely unable to understand how she did it.

"Old Jin, is the prophecy of 'The Key to Prophecy' really not translated correctly?" a team member couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

How exactly will the "narrow victory" mentioned in the prophecy be realized?

It seemed that Su Ninglong had already walked over a hundred steps, while they had only managed to take twenty or thirty.

"Have someone follow her," Qian Rujin decisively ordered. "Don't get too close. Just find out where she's been." He grew increasingly anxious, wanting to complete the mission in this contaminated area as quickly as possible. If they lost this round, the initiative in the next round would completely fall into the hands of the Star Alliance.

The Star Alliance leadership had already made it clear that if they lost the competition, the exploration budget would be drastically reduced, and even Yuan Dusen wouldn't be able to fill the funding gap.

Qian Rujin subconsciously touched the pendant around her neck and gently opened it.

Inside was a small family photo, showing him, his wife, and their child. They had all died in a contamination incident caused by a mysterious spirit invasion.

He hoped the world could return to normal, with no more mysterious spirits or parasites.

However, the Star Alliance's ideals conflicted with his beliefs.

They tend to believe that the Mystic Spirits are an integral part of this world, and that completely eradicating them is as unrealistic as exterminating cockroaches. Therefore, the Star Alliance advocates developing highly targeted artifacts or promoting human evolution to suppress the Mystic Spirits.

It was for this reason that he chose to switch to the Star Alliance back then, because the Star Alliance advocated the complete eradication of the Mysterious Spirits without leaving any room for maneuver.

But after all these years, the Star Alliance doesn't seem to have truly fulfilled its promises.

He needs funding, and he needs to delve deeper into more ancient ruins to find a way to completely eradicate the Mystic Spirits.

Perhaps, I won't be able to do it in my lifetime! He laughed self-deprecatingly.

Su Ninglong knew that Qian Rujin had sent people to follow her, but she didn't care.

By following them now, they've already missed the most crucial moment. If they continue to track them, they'll only return disappointed by nightfall.

The slaughterhouse at night is not a place where ordinary hunters can move around freely.

Even if the Star Alliance members come, it will probably be in vain.

She can move around freely, but they can't.

After eliminating all the lone team leaders, she could no longer find any pig-headed men who could evade the Star Alliance's gaze and strike alone.

She spent the entire afternoon meticulously checking each group against the list provided by HR. She had a clear understanding of the distribution and operation of each department, but the last two lists caught her attention—those were marked as night shift positions.

The assembly workshop at night seems to be used as a "tasting site," and the creatures that only appear under the red light are likely the remaining employees who have not yet shown up.

It seems we'll have to wait until tonight to explore further.

Last night, in order to figure out the overall layout, I didn't have time to investigate the details of those creatures.

Time flew by in the midst of their busy work, and it was time to collect their "wages" again. Su Ninglong handed the quality inspection team leader's badge to Tong Zi: "You can try to get your wages. If not, forget it. I'll start taking action after I find out the factory manager's location."

“I’ll mark the rooms of those higher-ups later.” Tong Zi abandoned the marks used for combat and instead set teleportation points inside each room so he could coordinate with Su Ninglong from the inside. “I killed so many team leaders today, but I didn’t attract the overseer. I suspect it’s because I acted too quickly and directly sealed the organization node of the Secret Spirit. Tonight, I plan to try kidnapping an ordinary employee to the freight room.” It’s far from the rest area, making it less likely for the Star Glory Alliance to detect our movements.

"The foreman is the strongest fighter I've seen here, but I always feel... something's missing. The factory manager's aura is very stable, almost devoid of any ominous feeling, more like a manipulated puppet." Su Ninglong couldn't quite put her finger on what was wrong. The factory manager didn't seem like a parasite, nor a mutant.

She could only raise her question again, hoping to get an answer.

Regarding the factory manager, since no one else had direct contact with him, it was difficult to make any effective guesses. "We can try our luck."

Eagle Bone: "Speaking of luck, isn't the 'King of Luck' right here!"

Xuanxi, the "lucky egg" who combines the talents of Charlie and Lian Xinyi, is definitely a queen of opportunity.

Under the watchful eyes of his teammates who had high hopes for him, Hyun Hee felt immense pressure: "I might not be able to draw it out."

“It’s alright,” Eaglebone patted his shoulder and said solemnly, “You have to believe that those two people have extraordinary luck.”

Xuanxi was still a little hesitant: "But I haven't encountered any bad luck today, could it be... that my luck has run out?"

Eagle Bone: "Brother, maybe all the bad luck has been piling up, just waiting for this moment?"

Xuanxi: "???"

The plan was set. Su Ninglong took Xuanxi to find the factory manager, while Tong Zi and the others went to "collect their wages," and incidentally marked the various rooms under the pretext of delivering meat.

The slaughterhouse was unusually quiet because all the pig-headed people had gone to "collect their wages."

Only their light and cautious footsteps remained in the corridor.

Su Ninglong only pointed out the route to the factory manager's office, leaving the rest to Xuanxi to act on his intuition.

When they returned to the factory manager's office, the door remained split in two, showing no signs of repair.

Xuan looked at the cold, hard wall behind the door and couldn't help but mutter, "What's wrong with this factory manager?"

"I can't figure out what's going on either, which is why I brought you here to give it a try."

Xuanxi slumped his shoulders, looking somewhat helpless: "I'm not an intuitive type, I really don't know what to do." At this moment, he looked like a stray dog ​​with nowhere to go, pitifully staring at the office door, his face full of distress.

Su Ninglong didn't disturb him. She walked to the side and silently reviewed today's actions.

"If it were Charlie and Lian Xinyi... what would they do?" Xuanxi tried to clear her mind and put herself in the shoes of those two people.

Even Xin Yi, who is extremely curious, will stop any passing dog to ask if it is male or female.
Charlie, on the other hand, is a walking encyclopedia of questions; he'd dig inside and out of any dog ​​hole he saw.

He took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind, and began to imitate the behavior patterns of the two men.

He reached out and carefully touched the wall, feeling along the cracks in the bricks, sometimes tapping, sometimes pausing, as if he could really sense some hidden pattern in the cold wall.

His movements were a little awkward at first, but he gradually became focused, seemingly completely immersed in his "dialogue" with the wall.

Su Ninglong observed quietly from the side without making a sound.

Just as Xuanxi's fingers were gliding over a slightly darker-colored brick, his movements suddenly stopped.

Xuanxi carefully examined the office door and noticed a barely perceptible arched pattern engraved on the lower half. He tentatively placed his hand on it and gently pulled, and a hidden little door slid open silently.

A powerful suction force suddenly came, and Xuanxi only had time to let out a short "Ah" before he was violently pulled into it.

Su Ninglong: "..."

As expected of the "King of Luck," he easily discovered the entrance she had been searching for.

Without hesitation, she opened the door and let the irresistible force suck her in.

As soon as she entered, she saw Xuanxi constantly releasing her supernatural powers, struggling to resist the sharp hooks hanging from the roof.

His steps were steady, and his martial arts foundation was solid, but those hooks were countless times sharper than those on his name tag, and their speed was beyond the limits of what the naked eye could perceive.

They all aimed at the blind spot on his back, attempting to hoist him up. The robes Su Ninglong had given him were already torn to shreds.

Su Ninglong immediately unfolded the Guixu Umbrella in preparation for intervention, but as soon as she took a step, the factory manager wearing glasses appeared silently in front of her.

The moment they met eyes, Su Ninglong was frozen in place for half a second by an invisible force.

In that instant, a pair of iron claws pierced through Xuan Xi's chest. He didn't even have time to cry out in pain before he was hung on the wall, covered in blood.

At the same time, Charlie and Lian Xinyi, far away at the camp, suddenly felt a tearing pain and exclaimed, "Hiss... Teacher Lena!"

Seeing their faces turn deathly pale, Lena immediately turned the healing chamber to its maximum power. She placed her hands on each of them, and gentle healing energy seeped into their bodies, barely managing to heal the terrible wounds that had appeared out of nowhere.

Sally quickly joined in, doing her best to calm the two of them down.

Yun Fei, who was standing by, frowned and held his breath, not daring to make a sound and disturb Lena's spell.

Charlie was in so much pain he could barely breathe, and he secretly took on most of the pain his teammates were experiencing.

Only in this way will teammates not faint on the spot, even if they suffer serious injuries.

However, the price he will pay is that the pain he suffers will increase exponentially.

The twelve-year-old child was experiencing severe pain and his whole body was convulsing.

Lei Qingya quickly put him on an external ventilator and tried his best to maintain his basic vital signs.

Lena and another spiritualist continued to channel healing energy into Charlie and Lian Xinyi's bodies, not daring to relax for a moment.

Lei Qingya's expression was grave as he whispered, "I wonder how Su Ninglong is doing..."

“She should be alright,” Yun Fei said calmly. “Qi Rui is still with Qi Shen. If something really happens, Qi Rui will bring her out.”

Even so, seeing Charlie and Lian Xin looking so weak and listless, no one dared to really relax and could only hope that Su Ninglong could resolve the predicament over there as soon as possible.

At this moment, hidden inside the office, the Guixu Umbrella automatically split into two shields. One shield steadily blocked Su Ninglong's back, while the other shield separated her from the factory manager like a transparent lens, instantly cutting off the corrosive power of the bewitching ability.

Su Ninglong immediately broke free of the control and quickly looked around: this hidden space was filled with a thick, ominous aura, and the factory manager's superpowers were greatly enhanced here. Although Xuan Xi was impaled on the wall by the iron claws, he still managed to maintain his consciousness.

The situation was extremely unfavorable for her.