From above, the slaughterhouse is not large, with only one main gate for passage. The other three sides are blocked by high walls, and the other side is the factory building.
The giant black cats would only warn Liu Nian after the infected had built a human ladder; otherwise, Liu Nian only needed to keep an eye on the gate.
With the Dark Knight personally blocking the door and skeleton warriors on both sides, although some infected people entered, they were all kept under control.
Even if something unexpected happens, Liu Nian has extra summoned creatures to deal with the crisis.
The bodies of the infected piled up higher and higher, eventually blocking the entire gate.
The remaining infected people behind the door roared around the door for a long time, and gradually dispersed after not hearing any movement from inside.
In the dead of night, the system notification arrived right on time.
Liu Nian walked into the slaughterhouse and found a comfortable spot to settle into her bed.
Even someone as powerful as him wouldn't dare go out to fight monsters at night.
Looking down at the city, lights gradually appeared in many corners, adding a touch of vitality to the city.
Some are happy, some are sad; Dugu Xing is currently among the sad ones.
Because the team of scouts he sent out all mysteriously disappeared, leaving no clues whatsoever.
At this point, they were occupying a fruit-themed hotel, and not choosing to join forces with the mysterious team was the best decision they ever made.
That road led them to encounter a large number of infected people throughout the afternoon.
Infected with enhanced attributes are simply easy targets for experienced players, resulting in a one-sided massacre. Only infected with agility bonuses pose a threat to players.
Everyone was scrolling like crazy, so engrossed that they forgot about time.
As night approached, the group returned to the hotel, still feeling quite unsatisfied.
After taking a headcount, they discovered that the scouts they had sent out had not yet returned.
Everyone was immersed in the thrill of leveling up, except for Dugu Xing, who remained vigilant, but no one believed him.
One guild leader even patted him on the shoulder and said he needed to rest, as he was under too much pressure.
In a presidential suite at the Guojia Hotel, the gullible Dugu Xing could only sit alone by the window, drinking his sorrows away.
Looking out at the dark sky, his expression remained unreadable.
“Those who can act as scouts are all highly alert people. They probably can’t come back for the time being and are lying low somewhere.” Seeing Dugu Xing’s worried expression, Zhao Rui knocked on the door and entered to offer words of comfort.
After all, infected individuals experience a significant increase in attributes at night, which can be explained.
"I hope so!" Dugu Xing had an ominous premonition, as if a venomous snake was lurking in the dark corners of the room, watching him and waiting for him to let his guard down before dragging him into the abyss.
On the welcoming pine tree in front of the hotel, a raven is quietly preening its feathers.
Inside the opulent club, four people were waiting in the lobby.
The fact that all their weapons were taken away indicates that they did not come here voluntarily.
If Dugu Xing saw these people, he would realize that they were his lost scouts.
After hearing his subordinates' report, Meng Ziyi realized that these four men were quite alert. If they weren't unfamiliar with the terrain, capturing them wouldn't have been so easy.
Seeing the four people sitting upright at the table, Meng Ziyi subtly observed them.
As he sized up the four people, they were also observing him.
"My name is Meng Ziyi. Meng means 'Mencius,' Zi means 'mengzi,' and Yi means 'righteousness.' Although the way I invited you all here is not very civilized, these days you can do whatever you want, so why not join us?" Meng Ziyi said to the crowd with a smile.
The four of them didn't speak, and the atmosphere became a bit awkward.
Meng Ziyi wasn't angry. Instead, he gave his subordinate a wink, and the subordinate understood and left.
Then bags of crowns were tossed onto the table, the ropes binding them loose, and the crowns spilled onto the table like water.
The table full of brightly lit crowns, illuminated by the firelight, made the four men's eyes dart around, reflecting their faces.
The four were somewhat moved, and one of them began to soften his gaze.
Meng Ziyi observed them and, seeing this, was secretly pleased. It seemed they weren't a monolithic group after all; there was hope. He then made a note of the person.
"Whatever crowns the original team gave you, I'll give you double," Meng Ziyi gradually increased the stakes, tempting them.
"A few hundred crowns a month, is it worth risking your life?" Upon hearing the word "several hundred," one of the four men's expressions changed.
It seems I was right, Meng Ziyi nodded to himself.
Not good enough, we need to add more fuel to the fire.
Several scantily clad young women were brought up and lined up in front of the four men.
"As long as you join us, you can enjoy these women anytime. How about it?" Meng Ziyi stood up, walked behind the woman, put his arm around her shoulder, and happily embraced her on both sides.
Winning someone over is simple; just cater to their preferences.
Money, women, power—if you have the desire, things become much easier.
Seeing the burning gazes in some of their eyes, Meng Ziyi became even more smug.
Where there are desires, there are weaknesses.
Even so, there were still two people who didn't quite trust him and remained unmoved.
There's nothing we can do about it then, Meng Ziyi sighed inwardly.
"Since they are unwilling to join, let them go!" Meng Ziyi said gently to his subordinates from an angle where the other two could not see him.
Watching the other two being escorted away, he said, "Take care!"
The two people sitting there thought of leaving when they heard this, but then the screams of two other people in the courtyard made them realize the true meaning of leaving.
"So? You two brothers, are you interested in joining us?" Meng Ziyi said gently as he pushed the woman next to him into their arms.
Just as their hearts were turning from hot to cold, they suddenly felt a pair of icy little hands roaming over their private parts, and their hearts turned from cold to hot again.
Ultimately, they gave in and nodded in agreement.
"Very good, those who know when to yield are wise, I will not treat you unfairly."
"However, there is something I need you to do," Meng Ziyi said, changing the subject.
Their private parts were being held, and the two felt an unbearable itch. Before they even heard what was going to be done, they both nodded.
“Great, come with me.” Seeing the two nod, Meng Ziyi led them out.
The men at the door handed the two a rusty dagger.
Their former comrade in front of them had not been killed, but lay on the ground with his tendons severed.
“Kill them, and you will have everything,” Meng Ziyi said gently, as if he were commenting on the weather.
The two men looked at the rusty knife in their hands and knew that this was a test, or rather, a pledge of allegiance.
The armor of the two men on the ground had long been stripped off, leaving them like lambs to the slaughter.
Looking at their former companions and recalling the splendor and wealth in the hall, the two exchanged a glance and saw the answer in each other's eyes.
He wiped his palms, which were covered in sweat, from holding the knife.
The two walked towards their former companion with expressionless faces.
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