On my second playthrough, they were full of malice towards me.

catalytic?

Could it be that...

It was only at this point that Liao Ji finally began to understand.

This factory is filled with a thick layer of taint and pollution, but from another perspective, it's also a resource. If external items could be smuggled in and deliberately kept away from the cross, allowing them to become contaminated with this pollution, who knows, it might transform...

Items associated with misfortune and calamity.

No, judging from the man's appearance, it doesn't matter if it's not a real item of the Turbid Calamity. As long as the item is tainted with the Turbid Calamity aura, he can make a fortune by selling it on the black market after taking it out!

This was the path to wealth he had initially told Liao Ji.

next to.

Irene was stunned.

The girl stared blankly at the "clay sculpture" item she had been given. How familiar it seemed, how ironic.

Six years ago, her father, filled with joy, believed he had found a "precious" cursed item on the black market, which led him to become a cursed person and trigger a series of tragedies.

Irene had never imagined it, never thought of it.

So that's what happened.

"Artur, have you ever considered what kind of disaster it will cause when you taint these items with taint and they circulate in the settlements outside?" Liao Ji asked, taking a deep breath.

"Huh!? Are you out of your mind? You're so greedy, aren't you? What happens to those who bought the goods? What the hell does it have to do with me! If anything goes wrong, I'd say they deserve it, they brought it on themselves!"

"Have you ever considered that if you didn't do these things, many tragedies could be prevented?"

"Hey, you're really funny, aren't you? Trying to pick a fight! I won't do it? You think I'm the only one doing it? Bullshit! There are tons of people in Kaleva like me, sneaking around doing this to make extra money!"

Artur seemed a bit annoyed. He had kindly helped them make money, but now these two were asking him if he had any conscience.

Is conscience useful? Can conscience make him rich?

Return your conscience

Pooh!

"Come on, let me tell you, if you really have a conscience and want to be a good person, then you should shut down this factory. That way, we won't have anywhere to work. But do you have that ability? Do you know what's in this factory? If you don't have that ability, then don't give me that bullshit!"

"What is it?" Liao Ji asked.

Seeing that the young man opposite him was still being stubborn, Artur sneered.

Immediately afterwards, the gangster, in a tone full of pride and arrogance, mocked Liao Ji:

"Hehe, listen up, newcomer. What's stored here is the biggest trump card that makes us Kaleva so powerful and the reason we became the masters of this dark abyss!"

"Those are relics of the legendary 'Great Emperor,' which we unearthed from the [Ruins Cave]!"

As he spoke, a fervent and longing expression appeared on Artur's face. No one would be less excited about anything associated with the word "Emperor," especially when it was a genuine relic.

He's only had a tiny bit of the "relic's" soup, yet it's so juicy and flavorful. This makes countless Kaleva members risk breaking the rules to desperately try and get a taste of it.

It is conceivable how enormous a fortune it would be to possess the original form of an "Emperor's Relic"!

unfortunately

This is just wishful thinking. After all, even the Kaleva haven't figured out how to use the "Emperor's Relic" they unearthed. Otherwise, they wouldn't have built such a large factory and been collecting "test subjects" to try and awaken the "Relic".

However, Artur believed that one day, their Kaleva would be able to successfully activate the "Relic" and awaken the true power of the "Emperor's Relic".

Then at that time

hum.

Forget about the Black Hole, they're heading straight for the biggest gang in the entire Holy Kingdom.

Just as Artur was still lost in his fantasies about a bright future, the young man who had been silent for a while beside him spoke up again.

"Oh, I see. No wonder," Liao Ji said with mixed feelings.

"What do you mean 'no wonder'? Hey! Wait a minute, where are you going?! Don't wander around!"

Watching Liao Ji's departing figure, Artur grew anxious. Drinking soup made from "relics" was an unspoken rule in Kalevane, and if they were caught in the act, they would be severely punished.

But to everyone's surprise, in response to his anxious dissuasion, the young man turned around, as if he had thought about it seriously, and finally said:

"I guess he's going to retrieve what's rightfully mine?"

A super-sized chapter!

Chapter 37 The Emperor's Relics

"Please, please don't!"

"My daughter is only five years old. She can't lose her father."

"Let me go! Let me go!"

"Put that thing away!!"

Ignoring the man's desperate pleas, two Kaleva gang members, one on each side, firmly held the arms of the man who was about to become the test subject in the transparent isolation room.

No matter how much the man struggled, he could only watch helplessly as the third gangster, holding a syringe, pushed open the door and walked towards him.

Soon

puff!

The needle pierced the skin, revealing an ominous, dark red liquid, which was slowly squeezed and injected into the man's body.

[Turbidity Reagent]

This is Kaleva's greatest research achievement.

There are three forms of turbidity: gas, liquid, and solid crystal that exists only in legends and in theory.

Normally, turbidity appears in a "gaseous" state, which covers a wide area but has poor absorption. However, now, thanks to the research of the "Emperor's Relics", Kaleva has mastered the technology to refine and concentrate the "gaseous" turbidity into a "liquid" state. This is the [Turbidity Reagent].

They can infect users with a large amount of turbidity in a very short time, thus causing great stimulation. If the target is an ordinary person, they will be forced to undergo the mutation of "cursed one".

Just like what's happening in the room right now.

After doing all this, the gangsters immediately released the man and quickly withdrew, leaving the man curled up on the ground.

"Ughhhhh."

"It's so hot! Give me some hot water!"

In the first few seconds, the man convulsed as the turbid reagent injected into his body began to flow through his bloodstream, and blood-red lines quickly appeared on his skin.

He quickly got up from the ground, started tearing at his clothes, then clutched his head and shook himself wildly.

"Stop! Don't... don't shout in my ear!"

"Get out of here if your brain's about to explode!"

"Shut up! I told you to shut up!!"

The man scratched his eyes and ears with his fingers because the turbidity of the body produces intense hallucinations and incoherent ramblings. When the body can no longer bear these, it tries to counteract the confusion by destroying its own senses.

Unfortunately, the calamity directly affects the mental level, so no matter how much the man in the room scratched his eyes and ears until they bled, he could not alleviate the pain in the slightest.

Outside the transparent room, a group of gangsters, resembling researchers, surrounded the room, holding various instruments and equipment as if they were constantly recording data from the entire process.

The one clearly in charge was a thin man wearing a gray overcoat and with messy long hair.

Dr. Loca adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose.

He narrowed his eyes, staring intently at the crazed man merging with the turbid evil within the transparent room.

The preceding processes are all similar; the key lies in what comes next.

Can the miracle of this afternoon be repeated?

Dr. Loka was very much looking forward to it.

"No, I don't want to become a monster."

"Anna is still waiting for me. She's still waiting for her father to come home. I...I..."

"We can't lose!!"

"I want to go home and pick up Anna, Anna."

The miracle has appeared!

As the man roared, the blood-red patterns on his body, which had been flashing with an eerie light, stopped spreading and even seemed to be retreating.

Correspondingly, the man's mental state improved considerably. He stopped harming himself and instead gritted his teeth, as if he were fighting a final battle against something with all his might.

Outside the transparent room, many researchers exclaimed in surprise, some even cheering directly at the man in the gray coat who was leading the group.

"Doctor! It seems we've succeeded! Your newly improved [D-01] turbidity reagent has indeed increased both the concentration and greatly enhanced stability."

Before this researcher from Kaleva could finish his excited speech, he was interrupted by a sudden, agonizing scream coming from inside the transparent room.

"No! No! No! No!"

All eyes were drawn back to the man, where the crimson markings that had been fading earlier had returned with lightning speed and covered his entire body.

Immediately afterwards, the man's body began to swell and twist rapidly. In just a few seconds, he had completely lost his human form and turned into a hideous, tumor-like monster.

This is the fate of all those who perish.

沦为

A filthy corpse.

boom! boom! boom!

Several swift gunshots ended the newly mutated zombie, blowing its head off. It was clear that this was pre-planned, and the entire process was performed with practiced ease.

"Sigh," Dr. Loca sighed.

He frowned, his previous joy vanished, and with a troubled and frustrated expression, he slammed his fist hard on the table in front of him.

"Damn it! 36% concentration is still far from enough? Judging from the current situation, to achieve a success rate of over 50%, we'd need at least 45% concentration of the corresponding turbidity reagent. But..."

"How could you possibly purify something with such a high concentration, you bastard!"