"Where is the shortage of people recently?" The man in the well-dressed clothes frowned and thought hard.

"Oh Master Qi, don't worry about where the shortage of people is. If you hesitate for a while, they might be targeted by Master Lin. Let's register them first and then slowly allocate them later." The little old man spoke quickly.

Quickly and authentically.

"That's right, you should get rid of this matter quickly!" Mr. Qi said with a serious expression.

"Yes!" The little old man disappeared from the place with unpredictable speed.

Master Qi was about to go elsewhere to ask about the situation, when the middle-aged man who had just answered suddenly said: "Sir, our factory still has a few empty psychic furnaces, why not assign some new people to come and help."

"Okay, then I will get dozens of people over later. You are responsible for teaching them how to operate, but don't affect your mission!" Mr. Qi nodded, his tone as harsh as ever.

"Don't worry, sir." The middle-aged man sighed secretly in his heart. The work in the Spirit Factory was relatively easy, and he could only do trivial things. He could only help as many people as he could.

Mr. Qi gave a few more instructions, then carried the black whip to the next cave. His job was so monotonous and boring. He had to inspect all the areas he was responsible for every day, and such unbearable work

He didn't know how many years he would stay in this place.

If he wants to meet the harsh and perverted requirements from above, he can only exert more cruel pressure on the slaves under him. Who makes this a world of personal cannibalism?

After Mr. Qi completed a circle, the thiefy little old man came out from nowhere and said with a wink, "Sir, I have brought all the new workers here intact. Please take a look."

"Where are the people?" Master Qi raised his head and asked.

"Quick, quick, come in, don't wait!" the little old man turned around and shouted.

Hundreds of slaves were pushed and shoved in. The originally spacious cave suddenly became much narrower. Many slaves still had angry expressions on their faces, cursing and muttering something. Apparently they were not conscious yet.

to the situation you will face in the future.

"Well, the quality of this batch is pretty good." Mr. Qi stood up and walked around these people carefully, as if he was selecting goods.

A slave couldn't help but said angrily: "Are you the leader here? Let me tell you, if you dare to touch me, my uncle..."

With a "snap" sound, the black whip in Master Qi's hand was printed into the slave's cheek, and his voice suddenly stopped, replaced by an extremely shrill scream.

"Damn it, if it weren't for the shortage of manpower recently, I would have sent you on your way just now!" Master Qi stepped on the slave's face and twisted his ankle vigorously until his head was completely pressed into the sticky and soft flesh.

Disgusting soil

He just snorted coldly and said: "I'm tired of hearing this kind of talk. My parents, uncles, aunts, seven aunts and eight aunts have all been sold to this place, and they don't have any consciousness at all. I'm so annoyed.

I have to deal with you one by one!"

The other slaves were already terrified, and the cave was so quiet that only the slave's intermittent wailing remained.

"You, pick him up. If he's out of breath, throw him to the fifth factory to be used as fertilizer. If he can still move tomorrow, let him go to work in the 23rd factory. Let's see what he can do." Mr. Qi raised his feet.

, wiped off all the blood stains on the slave's robe, and pointed at someone casually.

The young slave who was named was quiet from beginning to end, and there was no excessive look of fear on his face. He just dragged the unlucky slave up.

"Huh? What's your name? You actually have the cultivation level of Enlightenment?" Lord Qi suddenly noticed something and couldn't help but look at the young slave in surprise.

"Zhou Peng." The other party said a very popular and common name.

Master Qi thought for a moment and then arranged directly: "You go to the third factory, which is the Jiuling Factory to help. It will test your skills there, but... if you still can't learn the basic operations after three days, then you can't

Just go to the Fifth Factory and lie down."

"Zhou Peng" didn't respond silently, and Master Qi didn't bother to care about these details. New slaves are like this anyway. It will take them a long time to accept the reality. This Zhou Peng is quite aware of current affairs, at least he didn't make a big fuss.

Noisy.

"Distribute the others. Remember to send those who are enlightened and above to the first six factories." Mr. Qi ordered the little old man next to him. This is his most capable assistant and has been with him for more than ten years.

He just looks a little bit rough.

"Okay, no problem sir!"

The little old man agreed readily, and then waved to everyone: "Let's go, let's not get in the eyes of the adults, otherwise you will be in trouble later. Follow me now, whoever falls behind"

Yeah, hey hey hey, the fifth factory feeds

The ferocious beasts they raise love to eat human flesh the most, and they especially like to torture their prey before eating it. Imagine watching your own legs being torn off with your own eyes, and then being chewed into the stomach by the ferocious beasts.

Go, tsk tsk, that scene is so wonderful."

He was very satisfied to see the expressions of all the slaves change. Basically every time a group of people came, he would use different tricks to intimidate them, which would make it much easier to manage them.

However, he paid special attention to the slave named Zhou Peng. He always had an expressionless face. He didn't know whether he was pretending to be calm or really calm. It seemed that this guy should be a well-established figure outside, but he just entered the two-pole hell.

Even Uncle Hou's son can't expect to enjoy any special treatment.

The little old man hummed happily, which seemed weird and harsh in this dark and depressing environment, and the smile on his face was so out of place.

He likes it here very much, just like his own home, because he has grown up here since he was a child. Even if he is only in his twenties and is as old as an old man, he doesn't care anymore. After all, no matter how good the outside world is,

What does it have to do with him? As a descendant of sinners, he can never leave here.

Therefore, no matter how shitty the environment is, he will still smile with pride. In this kind of hellish place, he has to live for himself.

"You, you, you... you go to the first factory. Congratulations on winning the first prize. Work hard and don't be lazy. You, you, and you... a dozen of you go to the second factory..."

The little old man looked at the list and arranged everyone in an orderly manner. The slave named Zhou Peng and dozens of other people were assigned to the third factory. The little old man decided to pay attention to the movements of this strange guy when he had time in the future.

But what he didn't know was that in Yu Ling's eyes, he was also a very strange guy.

That's right, General Li didn't come up with any innovative ideas, but rather simply and crudely let Yu Ling mix with the slaves and enter the hell of the West Pole. You can't expect a pure military general whose mind is all about muscles to be precise and delicate.

There were more than ten pages of plans listed, and Yu Ling was in a hurry to save people, so she could only make do with it.

Fortunately, until now, everything has gone smoothly, and nothing terrible has happened. It's a pity that this broken place is full of barriers. Yu Ling wants to spread her soul power to find someone, but is afraid of causing too much noise and alerting others, so she can only do it temporarily.

Follow the flow of people to the third factory and prepare to wait until the situation settles down before taking action.

Yu Ling watched the strange little old man go away, and then saw a slave with red spots on his face walking over tiredly, and said in a hoarse voice: "You're new here, right? You are lucky, although the supervisor of our factory is very cruel

, but at least our own people don’t bully each other. Unlike other factories, it’s unusual for newcomers not to be beaten to death when they first arrive. You don’t need to thank me. If you want to thank me, just thank the factory director.”

"Director? He is also like us..." a slave asked hesitantly.

"Yes, the factory director and deputy director are all our own people, but in a place like this, the slave who holds the position is more dangerous, because he is responsible for all of our mistakes. After all, our identities have not changed essentially. Supervisor

If a worker doesn't like the factory director, he can be whipped to death and no one dares to resist. So I'm going to say something ugly up front. If any of you can't finish your work, you can kill yourself. Don't implicate the factory director!" That slave!

He emphasized his tone.

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other, and then someone asked: "Then what are we doing now..."

"Follow me. Remember, Factory No. 3 will be easier to endure. But if the factory director hadn't taken the initiative this time, there wouldn't be a quota for you. If you fall to Factory No. 5, you will be tortured to death in a few years.

Come on." The slave said as he led the way.

"It sounds like our factory director is really a good person..." some slaves whispered.

Yu Ling also had a slight curiosity. He thought that in such a dirty and dark place, everyone should have become desperate and twisted and gave up on themselves. He did not expect that there were still people who could stick to the bottom line of their conscience.

After walking for about a few minutes, the slave leading the way passed by rows of psychic furnaces, stopped at the innermost corner, and saluted respectfully: "Director, the new people are all here."

"OK."

A mellow and steady voice came from behind the shimmering spiritual furnace, and then a slovenly, unshaven middle-aged man dropped what he was doing and walked around from the furnace, glancing around with bright eyes.
Chapter completed!