The limb from which blood was being drawn trembled slightly, yet it could not escape this cruel fate and could only endure the torment.

These refugees had vacant eyes, like fish on a chopping board, their bodies twitching uncontrollably, each tremor a struggle that symbolized their freshness.

Only those refugee children with better 'standards' were eligible to be numbered, put into metal boxes, and sent to designated locations.

The staff members next to him were expressionless, their eyes blank, mechanically repeating the blood-drawing actions.

Everything was proceeding openly and honestly, without even the slightest intention to conceal it.

The staff seemed to have gotten used to it, treating these 'people' like animals.

In their eyes, refugees can no longer be called human beings; they can only be treated as mobile blood packs, a consumable mobile resource.

And this was just the tip of the iceberg. Luo Fei felt a chill run down his spine. He didn't even dare to imagine what the refugee children inside would encounter after the "goods" were delivered to their destination.

Is it a more brutal dissection? A more horrific experiment? Or... being drained of blood and every last bit of value, then discarded like trash?

Could it be... food?

Luo Fei's brain instantly went blank, as if it had crashed.

He stood motionless, his eyes reflecting the life being drained away, filled with indescribable shock and horror, unable to contain any other emotions.

"What are you doing? Hurry up! Stop dawdling."

An impatient, stern shout came from beside the old cripple. The leader had also noticed Luo Fei's unusual behavior; his fierce gaze was like a knife cutting into Luo Fei's face as he continued to urge him on:

"You're so slow. If this shipment weren't so large and required covert transport, you wouldn't have had the chance to deliver it."

“This batch of ‘high-purity nutrients’ must be delivered to the seventh laboratory before sunrise. You can’t afford to be even a second late.”

The leader's cursing was like ice water poured over Luo Fei's head, jolting him awake and forcing him to barely break free from his immense shock.

He subconsciously looked down at the metal shipping box he was holding; the box's cold, heavy touch felt like a branding iron burning his nerves.

It seems that the world changed after I heard the inexplicable cries for help.

For some unknown reason, Luo Fei's eyes seemed to be able to see through the metal box, and he could even vaguely see a child inside.

"Is it an illusion? Which side is real?"

Luo Fei carried the boxes as if he had lost his soul, his steps mechanical and slow.

Upon reaching the corner, he hesitated for a moment, then secretly reached out to search for a very hidden buckle at the bottom of the box.

That's the pop-up switch for the "trip recorder" that must be installed on all transport containers within Zhongzhou.

Luo Fei planned to secretly take one and go back to find out what was going on.

"Click".

Luo Fei pressed the latch and secretly observed his surroundings.

Everything was normal, and no one noticed his little trick.

Just as he was about to take out the long, metal strip-shaped recorder from the bottom of the box, the box in his hand seemed to trigger some kind of mechanism and suddenly broke.

"Clang!"

A piercing sound of metal snapping suddenly rang out! It echoed in the silent and oppressive space.

The metal transport box in Luo Fei's hand suddenly split in two, and the two boxes fell directly to the ground with a dull and alarming thud.

Amidst the scattered cushioning material, a huddled refugee child rolled out like a broken doll and collapsed to the ground.

The child's face was ashen, and tubes still connected to his body were inserted all over his body. He made a weak groan, a cry for help that seemed to come from the depths of hell, faint yet heart-wrenching.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

The entire factory suddenly fell into dead silence, and all movement came to an abrupt halt.

Countless gazes focused on Luo Fei, who stood frozen in place!

"Old cripple—!" The team leader's voice, as cold as a venomous snake, pierced the deathly silence with a chilling aura.

"Your illusion has failed!"

The old cripple's weathered face instantly drained of color, and his lips trembled.

"No...this shouldn't be! My abilities have always been very stable! Luo Fei, he..."

Although he and Luo Fei hadn't known each other for very long, they were like close friends despite their age difference.

They had worked together seamlessly on previous missions without any incidents.

Looking at Luo Fei's pale face and the exposed "goods" on the ground, the old cripple felt a surge of panic and reluctance.

The old cripple knew the rules, but he still tried to salvage the situation, his voice tinged with pleading:

"Boss! Don't be impulsive!"

He didn't want to watch Luo Fei disappear because of this, so he hurriedly spoke up to defend Luo Fei.

"Luo Fei is one of us! He... he just accidentally slipped up! He's very obedient and won't say anything! I promise!"

Luo Fei was completely panicked at this moment, and immense fear gripped his heart like a hand.

He just wanted to bend down immediately, pretend nothing had happened, pick up the box, stuff the 'goods' back in, and let the nightmare be covered up by the illusion again!

"I..." Luo Fei's lips moved, wanting to make a sound to agree, but he only felt his throat was dry and tight.

However, before he could speak, countless murderous gazes had already enveloped Luo Fei.

Cold, indifferent, like the cruelty of a butcher looking at a lamb to the slaughter.

The atmosphere was so thick it was almost suffocating, and Luo Fei, who was extremely tense, felt a chill envelop him.

The foreman's harsh face was completely distorted, revealing undisguised ferocity. He glanced at the recorder in Luo Fei's hand and sneered:

"One of our own?"

"Only those who remain silent forever are the most reliable friends!"

He had no intention of giving Luo Fei any chance, because only the dead can keep secrets forever.

"Take him down! Dead or alive!"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding crowd gradually gathered around. Luo Fei slowly retreated, his mind racing amidst extreme fear, with only one intense thought remaining in his mind.

"run!"

His survival instinct erupted like a volcano, unleashing boundless power within him.

In an instant, blinding blue energy erupted from Luo Fei's body. He poured all his energy into his legs and turned to rush desperately into the darkness deep inside the warehouse behind him!

"Grab him!"

"Don't let him get away!"

A series of angry roars came from behind.

Heavy footsteps and the buzzing of energy bursts echoed through the air.

Countless law enforcement teams and awakened individuals from the Thunder Bureau rushed out and frantically chased after the raging blue light, determined to capture Luo Fei.

Watching Luo Fei flee, the leader's eyes were devoid of emotion; he simply turned back and coldly said:

"Old cripple, you really are getting old. You can't even control such a small number of people."

The old cripple slowly lowered his head and remained silent, his heart filled with regret. He had never expected that Luo Fei would suddenly break free from mental control and even dare to open the box and take away the recorder.