Chapter 177
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The security guard grabbed Lou Yan and said menacingly, “You can’t go in either! Give me the keys, and I’ll take them to Director Lou.”
Lou Yan looked up at the security guard, and the sense of urgency he had feigned suddenly turned into calmness. “Really, I can’t go in?”
The security guard said firmly, “No!”
Lou Yan chuckled coldly, “What if I insist on going in?”
Before he finished speaking, Lou Yan suddenly pulled his hand back from the strong security guard, causing the guard to stagger back two steps. Without waiting for the guard to react, Lou Yan fiercely punched the guard in the face.
The burly security guard, like a black bear, let out a howl of pain, clutching his face in dizziness. While he was seeing stars and swaying, Lou Yan delivered another powerful punch, sending the guard flying over a meter high before crashing heavily to the ground, knocking him out cold.
Lou Yan shook his wrist, sneered, and quickly rushed into the Victory Factory.
Using his fastest speed, he bulldozed through all the security guards blocking his way like a tornado.
The Victory Factory was as big as a town, divided into multiple smaller factories.
Among them were beer factories, newspaper factories, livestock breeding factories, meat processing factories, and so on. These factories were all square white buildings, identical except for the signs hanging in front of them, like copies and pastes.
Employees constantly entered and exited these small factories, all wearing uniforms of the same style but different colors. Lou Yan observed that grassroots employees wore white uniforms, middle-level employees wore blue, and senior-level employees wore black.
As Lou Yan rushed in, he mostly encountered grassroots and middle-level employees. It wasn’t until ten minutes later that he saw a senior-level employee wearing a black uniform.
The place was so vast, and the roads were so intricate that Lou Yan didn’t know where to start investigating. When he saw this senior-level employee in a black uniform, he immediately followed behind him without hesitation.
Accompanied by two middle-level employees and five grassroots employees, the senior-level employee led the group, turning left and right until they reached the entrance of the “Pet Processing Factory.”
Lou Yan was stunned, feeling puzzled.
As a businessman, Lou Yan was clear about the classification of factories. Factories and processing factories were different. Processing factories specifically referred to places engaged in industrial production. While it was possible to associate pets with processing factories, they were generally pet food processing factories or pet product processing factories. Live pets shouldn’t be directly associated with the term “processing factory.”
Two grassroots employees came out of the pet processing factory carrying protective suits, handing them over to the senior-level employee and his group for inspection. Just as the senior-level employee and those around him were putting on the protective suits, the senior-level employee’s walkie-talkie suddenly crackled.
The senior-level employee, with a fat head and greasy face, picked up the walkie-talkie and said a few words before suddenly shouting in shock, “What?! Someone has broken into the factory?!”
“What?! The security guard was knocked out too?!”
“What?! More than one security guard has been knocked down?!”
The employees began to murmur in shock, their expressions showing signs of panic.
The senior-level employee coughed heavily, then sternly silenced the others with his gaze before speaking into the walkie-talkie, “Have they found out where the intruder is now?”
On the other end of the walkie-talkie came the response, “Director, not yet.”
“Useless!” The senior-level employee scolded loudly. “Get the factory disciplinary committee to act! Quickly catch that audacious intruder!”
The factory disciplinary committee?
Lou Yan’s heart skipped a beat.
There was also a disciplinary committee in the neighborhood, and from the name alone, one could guess the role of the “disciplinary committee.” Should he take action before the disciplinary committee arrives?
As Lou Yan was contemplating, his [Crisis Perception] suddenly sounded.
Lou Yan quickly turned his head to look behind him and saw a group of people wearing red protective suits and black gas masks appearing about a hundred meters away. Their arms were covered with red sleeves, with the words “Disciplinary Committee” written on them.
These people were fast, almost reaching Lou Yan twenty meters away in the blink of an eye. As they approached, Lou Yan smelled a strong and nauseating stench.
It was a mixture of the smell of blood and raw meat.
These people were dangerous!
Lou Yan swiftly drew out his spinal whip and lashed out, entangling the neck of one person and yanking his head off! At the same time, Lou Yan kicked fiercely at another person’s chest, and the bone spike in his hand pierced the person’s heart.
Lou Yan had no trace of contempt. He used eighty percent of his strength from the beginning, almost taking a life with each move. In less than twenty seconds, he had killed all these seemingly terrifying factory disciplinary committee members!
When he realized there were no more enemies standing around him, Lou Yan didn’t react at first. After a few seconds of bewilderment, he regained his senses, frowning warily as he looked at the corpses on the ground. Were these people really so easy to kill?
No, Lou Yan didn’t believe these people would die so easily!
As Lou Yan had thought, the bodies of the disciplinary committee, which had already died once, began to twist strangely, each one getting up with bizarre movements. Without a word, they charged at Lou Yan again.
Having died once, they became faster, stronger, and more agile. This change wasn’t obvious at first, but as they were killed and resurrected by Lou Yan multiple times, he could clearly feel that these disciplinary committee members were getting stronger and stronger.
These disciplinary committee members were truly the most formidable enemies. They wouldn’t truly die but would become more powerful in battle. Meanwhile, Lou Yan, who was fighting against them, was only a human who could die from exhaustion. If he continued to fight, Lou Yan would only be worn down!
The more he fought, the heavier Lou Yan’s mood became. He glanced at the pet processing factory out of the corner of his eye. The employees there had already put on their protective suits and were preparing to enter the factory.
There were very few factories that required protective suits for entry, and the pet processing factory was one of them. Lou Yan couldn’t miss this opportunity to enter and investigate the pet processing factory.
He flicked his whip to drive back the approaching disciplinary committee members and quickly rushed toward the pet processing factory. Lou Yan grabbed the senior-level employee, pushed the others out of the pet processing factory, and then closed and locked the door!
“Bang! Bang!”
The pursuing disciplinary committee members slammed heavily into the gate.
Lou Yan calmly glanced at the iron door, reached out and pulled off the protective suit and mask from the senior-level employee, and coldly threatened, “Tell me, what’s inside the pet processing factory?”
The senior-level employee looked at Lou Yan expressionlessly, his pupils faintly turning red, as if he were about to go berserk. “Since you dare to grab me, I’ll let you know—”
“Swoosh!” Lou Yan’s bone spike pierced through the senior-level employee’s shoulder, and the bone spikes greedily sank into the flesh, taking a chunk out of the senior-level employee’s shoulder.
The senior-level employee turned pale, beads of sweat dripping profusely. His expression instantly became ingratiating, “I’ll let you know my name, I’m He Yongcheng, you can call me Little He.”
Lou Yan said, “Answer my question.”
Little He enthusiastically said, “What else can there be in the pet processing factory besides pets? This factory is our paradise, providing pets for anyone who needs them. We categorize pets based on their quality and educate them on things pets should know. For example, not to bite their owners or pee and poop everywhere, but to learn to use the toilet. The smarter and prettier the pet, the more expensive it is. Some rare pets are also very popular. This factory is one of the most profitable small factories in our Victory Factory!”
Lou Yan narrowed his eyes. “Take me to see these pets.”
“Alright,” Little He quickly agreed.
The pet processing factory was divided into many workshops, and Little He led Lou Yan to the largest one. As they entered, Lou Yan smelled a nauseating stench of feces and urine. He subconsciously held his breath, scanning the room with a grim face.
It looked like a pigsty, divided into rooms by iron bars, each containing five or six naked people! These people crawled on all fours like dogs, their necks chained, their mouths muzzled, covered in excrement and urine, with dull, lifeless eyes following their every move.
The lighting in the workshop was extremely dim, with no windows, giving a sense of oppressive gloom. In the dim light, the floor was covered with a thick layer of black, viscous substance, making it impossible to step on.
Each iron-barred room also contained a basin of murky water. In the room closest to Lou Yan, two humans crawled on all fours beside the basin, lapping up the water with their tongues.
“Hehe,” Little He chuckled awkwardly, introducing to Lou Yan, “This place is a bit dirty, don’t mind. We hardly ever come into this workshop. Higher-quality pets are kept in the back. The pets in this workshop are of slightly lower quality, either not very attractive or have unpleasant personalities. We temporarily keep them here. If they can be trained to become qualified pets later, we’ll sell them at low prices. If they still don’t meet the standards after training, we have other ways of dealing with them. We won’t let these pets go out and disturb the city or harm people recklessly.”
Lou Yan’s gaze towards Little He was already like looking at a dead man. A hidden anger burned deep within him. He coldly smiled, “What other ways of dealing with them?”
Little He smiled confidently and proudly, “We also have a meat processing factory here. If the pets are truly unqualified, we’ll send them there to be processed into meat. It’s convenient, doesn’t waste resources, and makes good use of them. Convenient, isn’t it?”
Lou Yan suddenly remembered the meat buns he had eaten in the morning. Was the meat clean? His face turned ugly, his murderous intent surged, and he said coldly, “Convenient, very convenient.”
Rubbing his hands, Little He ingratiatingly said, “Now that you’ve seen this, how about I take you to see higher-quality pets?”
Lou Yan suppressed the urge to kill and said indifferently, “Let’s go.”
He wanted to save these people, but if he just let them escape now, it would be useless. They would still be caught and killed. What Lou Yan needed to do now was to find out the mastermind of the Victory Factory. Only when the mastermind died could they truly escape from this paradise.
Lou Yan turned around to leave with Little He, but as they turned, they heard an urgent “Mm mm” sound from behind.
Lou Yan sensed something and turned to find the source of the sound. After stepping on countless dirty things, he finally found a very familiar red-haired young man in a “pigpen.”
The red-haired young man was extremely excited, his eyes red as he stumbled over, ignoring the pulling of the iron chain around his neck. He tightly grasped Lou Yan’s clothes through the iron bars, his eyes full of pleading.
“Mm mm mm mm mm!!!”
Save me, Brain!!!
Please, save me!!!
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