"I see..."

Upon hearing that they might need it too, the person next to him immediately understood.

After all, they didn't come here for selfless dedication, but to extend their lifespan at the Gate of Longevity after obtaining contribution points.

The suffering and death of the displaced people were completely forgotten at this moment.

Old Liu then spoke up again to remind him:

"Tie it tighter, grip it firmly with the pliers, who cares if it twitches or not! In the end, it'll all end up in the trash heap anyway, no one will hear it no matter how much it screams! Hurry up, or we'll delay our esteemed guest's recovery time!"

“No problem.” The other party quickly stepped forward to cooperate.

Immediately afterwards, several extremely painful whimpers seemed to come from inside the door, as if something was forcibly silencing them, but they were immediately drowned out by the sound of rough movements.

This conversation completely shattered any pretense the Changsheng Sect might have had.

Materials, fast track, waste, throwing away, contribution points...

Every word lingered in the minds of the Hei brothers, never fading away.

Black Three suppressed his surging anger, waiting for Li Yu to give the order to act, while Black One and Black Two watched everything with cold eyes.

However, Li Yu continued to lead them forward, passing through a room whose door was frequently opening and closing.

Each time the door opened, an even stronger stench of blood and a smell similar to a mixture of nutrient solution wafted out.

Li Yu paused deliberately, just as the Hei brothers turned to look inside.

Instead of metal platforms for controlling refugees, the room contained rows of metal cabinets arranged like a honeycomb.

The interior of each cabinet is a narrow space that can barely accommodate one person.

At this moment, each cell is "embedded" with a naked, numb refugee waiting to die!

Their limbs were firmly fixed to the cabinet wall with metal rings, their mouths were forcibly opened by thick tubes leading directly to their esophagus, obviously for feeding them the liquid "nutrients" needed to maintain basic life, and their lower bodies were fitted with catheters for urination and defecation.

It seems that the moment they were locked up, there was no intention to let them out again.

Even more shocking is that these refugees had needles fixed to their arms, thighs, and even necks, connected to several transparent tubes of varying thicknesses.

Bright red blood is being slowly and continuously drawn out and flowing into the complex pipe system above.

Some cabinets also have illuminated scales that display data such as blood collection volume and heart rate.

The blood is taken away by a highly efficient suction device, which automatically stops when it approaches the maximum amount that can be extracted, controlling the blood to a level that is not immediately fatal while maximizing the use of the regenerative capacity of the 'resources' so that it can be extracted again at any time!

Rows of metal cabinets, like 'blood jars' made up of refugees, are practically no different from being kept alive in captivity.

At this moment, the Hei brothers finally understood what the Changsheng Sect meant by the blood bank. It was not a warehouse for storing blood at all, but a warehouse for storing "living blood sources"!

Just as they were in shock, a loud noise and a painful groaning came from inside the door in front of them.

The Hei brothers couldn't help but step forward and slowly push the door open a crack, peering through the gap.

The scene inside the door was an even more direct and bloody "processing workshop" than the "blood tank" room.

Seven or eight cold metal tables were arranged in two rows, and on each table a refugee was firmly bound.

Several "experts" and assistants, dressed in rubber suits and masks, were working simultaneously to extract "materials".

Their gazes were fixed on a metal table closest to the door.

An expert is performing the operation with skill and speed.

The refugee, secured to the body, had an incision made in his flank. The "expert's" hand reached inside, clamping blood vessels and separating tissues and organs.

Soon, the dark red kidney was completely removed, still with some adhered tissue and blood streaks on it.

"The left kidney is intact and functioning well," the expert said calmly. Upon hearing this, his assistant immediately handed him a specially made container.

Experts carefully placed the kidney into a specially designed container filled with energy. The energy crystals on the container immediately emitted a soft, stable light, beginning to maintain the organ's optimal physiological activity.

The refugee on the stage, whose kidney had been removed, was clearly not completely dead after experiencing excruciating pain; his body was twitching weakly and unconsciously, and his pupils were already dilated.

The expert enlarged the incision again, casually reached in and pinched it a few times, then shook his head:

"There is no surplus value."

The refugees whose kidneys had been removed no longer needed to be forcibly controlled.

Upon hearing this, the assistant stepped forward and untied the various restraints controlling the refugees, then casually pushed them to the side of the stage with a device.

"Thump!"

Its body crashed heavily onto the cold, smooth metal floor with a dull thud.

The refugee's eyes were wide open in a daze. His body convulsed a few times before becoming completely still.

The dead body was tossed aside on the ground like a rag, awaiting disposal.

Soon, several people pushed over a cart and, as if dealing with garbage, expressionlessly tossed the rapidly cooling body onto the cart and skillfully carried it away, leaving only a dark red bloodstain on the ground.

Inside the truck bed lay two or three equally naked and mutilated bodies.

Throughout the entire process, no one cast an extra glance at the life that was lost.

The only sounds were the clanging of machinery, the slamming of containers, and the rolling of wheeled carts...

The experts then completed their task and turned to walk towards the door.

The Black brothers immediately shrank back, hiding in the shadows by the wall, their eyes filled with bloodshot veins and incredulous horror.

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