Chapter 226 Friends walk together for a lifetime
Amid the flames and thick smoke, the apprentices fled in all directions.

Along with a loud roar, the reborn monster roared, devoured the distorted pollution floating in the air, and greedily plundered all life within its reach.

Grow again!

But in those big bloodshot eyes, a hint of doubt flashed across his face...

Why does it seem like everything changes just by blinking my eyes?

It seemed like it was still the workshop, but it wasn't the same workshop. There seemed to be a lot of people, but they weren't the same people. It seemed like I had just opened my eyes, but something was missing.

Right, right, right; wrong, wrong, wrong… numerous contradictions and conflicts emerged from that non-existent little brain. The rationality that had never existed before might be confused by this, but at this moment it became more and more angry and violent amidst the numerous disharmony and contradictions.

Hunger and thirst devour, rage, and grow!

Among the crowd of people running around, the only disabled person with difficulty walking was still sitting on his workbench, leaning back.

He smiled and stroked the president's head, looking at his 'old friend's' high-spirited appearance.

Yes, it was the aberration that he had packed up using solid alchemy in the association's recycling department...

There is a saying that goes like this: after a long drought comes the rain, and when you meet an old friend in a foreign land...

In just a few days, everyone moved from the association's recycling department to the deep garbage dump - the work was still the same work, the environment was still the same environment, and you and I were still the same you and me.

Even if everything else is different...

The twists and turns of fate are really hard to predict.

There is always a cycle in the dark...

"thank you."

Ji Jue stuffed the handle of the toolbox under the table into the president's mouth, rubbed its head, and watched it leave quietly: "Just find a secret place to put it."

boom! ! !
The ceiling collapsed and the flames spread.

The scattered apprentices cried and shouted, and actually came back again.

There is no way to escape!
The moment the alarm sounded, the underground workshop was immediately closed, just like what should be done with every sewer. Don't let the stinky water flow back up.

Isolate the inside and the outside and lock out the disaster.

So the apprentices could only run around crying, trying to play hide-and-seek with the deformed monsters.

Fortunately, the underground area was large enough, and there was enough food and waste, so that no one died except the supervisor at the beginning and the apprentice who had no idea what was going on.

In the chaos, some people thought about fighting back or gathering together to protect themselves.

Unfortunately, it didn't work at all.

Those sporadic attacks would only anger the deformed monsters, while the carefully planned attacks had no effect other than shattering the outer shell made of waste materials.

Instead, it began to pay attention to this group of ungrateful ants. It became extremely ferocious, waving its metal limbs made of scrap parts and began to rampage around the workshop, destroying assembly lines and workbenches, gnawing at containers, and swallowing up pollution.

Then, he pierced the limbs of the little bugs that didn't know their own limits.

Lifting it up, splashing it wantonly, tearing it apart, and sucking in big gulps of blood and soul.

The neighing became louder and louder.

“——▇!!!”

"Don't be afraid, let's go together, let's go together!" A manager trembled and shouted with his arms raised, but it was no use. Everyone had scattered and the army was in disarray.

The attacks were in vain, with constant bombardment from bullets, rays, ice and fire.

Unfortunately, it didn’t break the defense at all.

Covered by the metal shell, it is completely ineffective. Even if an attack is lucky enough to penetrate the gap, it cannot damage the core that is wrapped in layers.

In the chaos, no one noticed the figure walking around with crutches.

Ji Jue bent down from time to time and picked up the parts that had fallen to the ground with some difficulty.

Assemble them in your hands.

Twisted springs, rusted iron sheets, broken steel pipes... in his hands, they are like toy parts, easily pieced together, and under the operation and processing of Feigong, they usher in transformation and rebirth in the invisible furnace. Repairing or cutting, with debris flying, one piece after another shakes off the iron filings and fits into each other.

Firing pin, magazine, hammer, firing base, sleeve, grip...

Those reliable little friends gathered together again, gradually forming a rough and exaggerated outline, which was heavy to the touch and so cute.

Finally, a bullet as thick as a thumb was loaded.

That's it.

Ji Jue whistled.

Professor Ye once told him that the Way of Embers and the Way of White Deer were actually the same in terms of cruelty.

The domination and rule of the superior over the inferior is absolute, except that the one uses theory and ability, and the other uses violence and intimidation...

The Way of Embers was so profound that he did not dare to say that he had mastered it, but as a person who had personally experienced the struggle between the dragon heads, he did have some small insights into the Way of the White Deer.

As the saying goes, one person for one job. Sometimes, if the person above doesn't move out, how can the person below have room for promotion?
He smiled and looked at Sun Ci who was panicking in the crowd.

——It’s your time to show your abilities, Manager Sun!

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Sun Ci tried in a panic to activate the restraint and suppression, but a burst of sparks came out of the operating table, making him even more desperate?
Short circuit? At this time?!

His eyes went dark, and then he heard screams and chaos beside him.

Amid the howling wind, the apprentices scattered.

But when he turned around, he saw the deformed creatures running towards him, their bloodshot eyes staring at him, so hungry, with their fangs and claws bared. Fear came suddenly, and he didn't even have time to react. He subconsciously took out his gun and pulled the trigger repeatedly, but it was useless. All the bullets were empty.

He threw the pistol away with a sad face, and picked up things beside him and threw them around.

Sadly, it was completely useless.

In panic, someone stuffed a gun into his hand. He subconsciously raised his hand, as if controlled by an invisible will, aimed at the gun as if inspired by his mind, and then, instinctively, pulled the trigger.

That moment...

--boom!!!!!

An unexpected and terrifying roar erupted from his hand, reverberating in the underground workshop and ravaging everyone's eardrums. And in his hand, the barely put-together pistol broke apart and exploded.

His arm felt a sharp pain and almost broke.

But he didn't have time to scream.

Because of the shrill roar that erupted from the front...

The hideous deformed monster that was running wildly towards them suddenly screamed, and its limbs lost strength. It fell to the ground, slid, and moved forward under the action of inertia, twitching.

On the huge body, the sharp leg suddenly stopped and stopped in front of Sun Ci's pale face.

Just a little bit...

Immediately afterwards, a large amount of viscous liquid gushed out from the chest cavity like a rainstorm.

In the ruptured chest, the core fell out like internal organs, and a huge crack appeared. The ferocious giant eye stared at Sun Ci, and the crack appeared, but in the end, it looked at one of the apprentices in the shadow behind Sun Ci.

Wailing, dissipating, never to be seen again.

"Dead, dead?"

Sun Ci fell to the ground and crawled backwards for a long distance using his hands and feet before he reacted slowly. He looked at the breathless deformed body, then turned his head blankly, only to see a number of equally blank faces.

Shock, confusion, awe, fear, envy.

Then, he finally understood a little.

He lowered his head and looked at the remaining handle still in his hand.

"I?"

Sun Ci murmured doubtfully, his mouth twitching, unable to suppress his smile: "Is it me?"

"Yes, it's you."

Ji Jue nodded and said decisively: "I saw it with my own eyes. Manager Sun shot the huge aberration with one shot, and it died instantly!"

"Yes, that's right!"

"That's you!"

"Sun is a great manager!"

Cheers and exclamations were heard continuously.

The many apprentices who survived the disaster breathed a sigh of relief, surrounded Sun Ci in ecstasy, and cheered.

beaming.

As for the broken corpses and gradually cooling blood in the corner, no one cared.

"Will it not interfere with the next work?"

Three minutes later, the upper-level craftsman who rushed over took a glance at the messy scene, frowned, and asked the first question. After getting a definite answer, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Only the furnace was broken, so it only needed repairs, but the other losses could be compensated.

As for casualties, that is not a problem at all.

"Please sit down, please sit down, Lord Cunling, please sit down." The surviving managers hurriedly brought a chair and asked the craftsmen who had come to sit down.

I never expected that such a high-ranking figure would visit us.

The spirit that had been relaxed after the great disaster suddenly tensed up and became trembling with fear, fearing that there would be any mistake.

Jian Yuan's second disciple, now the direct manager of internal affairs, the craftsman respected as "Cun Ling" ignored the courtesy of these people at all.

After walking around the workshop with my hands behind my back, I roughly understood the process and the cause.

After hearing that the supervisor was dead, his expression became even gloomier: "Waste, it's not a pity to die!"

After taking a look, he understood the cause - in order to rush to complete the task and collect more money, they didn't even filter and store the evil spirit essence properly, and in the process of dismantling and cleaning up the waste materials, they hatched such a large deformed creature in just a few days...

Fortunately, he doesn't have much brains, otherwise if he had hidden for a while, he might have caused some big trouble.

If the teacher is called in to ask for punishment...

Just thinking about the consequences, Cun Ling's face turned pale.

So this loser just died like that? Died so easily? Damn, his death was too easy! Which bastard nominated him to be the supervisor?

Seeing Cun Ling's expression, a craftsman who was hurriedly following behind him changed his expression slightly, subconsciously took a few steps back, and did not dare to speak.

Cun Ling glanced at the crowd with a smile and said nothing.

Instead, he paused for a moment, lowered his head, picked up the bullet embedded in the wreckage, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

interesting.

(End of this chapter)