I Slaughtered Through the Dungeon Worlds with My Cheats-Chapter 108 - 98 Spiritual Pollution [Seeking Monthly Ticket!]

Chapter 108: Chapter 98 Spiritual Pollution [Seeking Monthly Ticket!]

Mu Rufeng arrived at the slaughterhouse.

There was still some time before work began.

Several workers of the slaughterhouse were standing around in groups of twos and threes.

When they looked at Mu Rufeng, they all showed a hint of pity and regret.

The pity was because Mu Rufeng probably wouldn’t survive the day, not even the morning.

The regret was that they wouldn’t get to enjoy the fresh flesh of this Contractor, Mu Rufeng.

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They figured he’d probably be raised like a meat pig.

Mu Rufeng was well aware of the factory director’s plans.

It was nothing more than wanting Mu Rufeng to make a mistake under the intense workload, so that he could easily control him.

Then he would squeeze out all the value from him before throwing him into the pigsty to be a meat pig.

Regardless of whether Mu Rufeng could endure the intense workload, the Pig Head Factory Director was definitely going to sabotage him.

However, Mu Rufeng was not panicked at all; he had already thought of a strategy.

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Ding Ding Ding~~!

The work bell rang.

Mu Rufeng entered the slaughter room.

The thick door of the slaughter room closed.

What surprised Mu Rufeng was that when he had left yesterday, the slaughter room had been extremely messy, with feces and urine all over, and blood splattered everywhere.

He had smeared pig’s blood all over those glass walls.

Now, the slaughter room was almost exactly the same as when he had first entered, even the damaged furniture had miraculously been restored.

Or rather, it wasn’t restored, but had been replaced anew.

Almost at the very moment the bell rang, the entrance by the iron cage slowly opened.

Following that, one pig carcass after another was thrown into the iron cage; soon, the entrance was filled, and eventually, the entire iron cage was filled.

However, only twenty pig carcasses had been put inside.

“Hey, what are you doing standing there? Immediately move the pig carcasses into the slaughter room, can’t you see there’s no more room here?” a strange voice suddenly scolded.

Mu Rufeng, upon hearing this, didn’t respond verbally, but stepped forward and opened the iron cage.

Then, he began throwing one pig carcass after another into the slaughter room.

The two strange beings also continued to throw pig carcasses into the slaughter room.

It took almost half an hour to put all ninety-one headless pig carcasses into the slaughter room.

Including the ninety-one pig heads.

After all, the heads of pigs were also quite valuable.

Looking at the full room of pig carcasses, Mu Rufeng felt he truly had a life of hard labor.

He had barely gone from a backbreaking job as a loader to a government employee with a proper unit, and now here he was, back to slaughtering pigs.

After his complaints, Mu Rufeng began his work.

Because of the Pig Slaughter Blade, and the fact these pig carcasses had no fresh blood,

processing them was not only much faster but also incredibly effortless.

In just a few minutes, he could process a pig.

That is to say, cleaning the insides was a bit slower; otherwise, simply chopping them in half was exceptionally easy.

As time passed, a black mist suddenly emerged from the floor of the slaughter room.

On closer inspection, this mist seemed to be emanating from the pig carcasses.

Initially, Mu Rufeng didn’t notice, due to the sheer number of pig carcasses.

Moreover, Mu Rufeng didn’t open the transmission portal after processing each pig, but rather after processing ten at a time, then he would continuously transport them.

Half an hour later, when Mu Rufeng transported the first batch of processed pigs, he noticed the disturbance on the ground.

“What is this?” Mu Rufeng moved his foot to sweep it a few times, but also noticed something was off.

When he transported the second batch of processed pigs, he finally realized that the black mist was emanating from the processed pigs.

However, Mu Rufeng didn’t care about this, because he didn’t feel any discomfort at all.

Mu Rufeng continued to work.

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Three hours quickly passed.

Mu Rufeng was now sitting on a chair to the side, resting.

Half of the pig carcasses were still left.

Mu Rufeng hadn’t been working himself to death but took breaks whenever he felt a bit tired.

It was a joke to think that he would work himself to exhaustion in an instance.

Just then, the Pig Head Factory Director and Manager Fang appeared outside the slaughter room.

“Hmm? Why hasn’t he been affected?” The Pig Head Factory Director saw Mu Rufeng resting, his expression extremely grim.

“Um, Director, I’m not sure what happened,” the Supervisor said, pointing at the floor of the slaughterhouse. “But despite that, he remains as lively as ever.”

“It seems that the guy possesses some item that makes him immune to Spiritual Pollution. This kid is truly loaded,” the Pig Head Factory Director said, his expression growing greedy.

After a Strange dies, besides certain specific ways of death, bodies usually vanish. Under normal circumstances, the bodies remain even after a Strange’s death.

This applies to security ghosts, or even these pigs, as examples.

And specific ways of death, like how Mu Rufeng, in his first instance, used zombie teeth to suck out all the blood and energy from the Bandaged Lady until she turned into ashes.

In the Mysterious World, bodies left by Stranges after death emit a haunting aura if not dealt with in time.

This aura lingers, particularly strong in enclosed spaces, and contaminates everything.

If a contractor is contaminated to a certain degree, they turn into a Strange.

If a Strange becomes contaminated, they lose their self-awareness and become brutally bloodthirsty.

Of course, the degree of contamination varies.

For instance, a Level 1 Strange’s death could only contaminate a Level 1 Contractor.

Moreover, rapid contamination requires a large number of corpses.

Like the corpses of the fully grown pigs, having amassed together, possess a substantial contaminating ability.

Even the Stranges moving the bodies wouldn’t dare linger on the truck.

That’s why those Stranges looked at Mu Rufeng with such expressions.

Of course, through cleaning and processing, these pollutants can be removed, turning them into genuine food.

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The pigs in the pigsty, if not unexpectedly, would also be contaminated.

However, Stranges inherently have higher resistance to pollution than human contractors, who are more vulnerable.

Moreover, these pigs are vaccinated and are less likely to be easily contaminated.

Having an item that combats Spiritual Pollution is quite rare in the Mysterious World.

The fact that Mu Rufeng, a mere Level 1 Contractor, could last three hours without incident speaks volumes.

“Director, what should we do now? Ninety-one pigs are a lot, but he’ll definitely be able to handle them before his shift ends today.”

Supervisor Fang watched Mu Rufeng and began to speak but suddenly, his gaze dropped to the Pig Slaughter Blade on the table, his eyes flickering.

“Heh, given the major event today, I’ve decided to cancel tonight’s night shift and give everyone a break to relax.”

“Oh right, to prevent any thieves, the security can’t knock off yet. Old Zhang has been missing all day, I don’t know if he’s dead,” said the Pig Head Factory Director, his face somewhat somber.

“Yes, such a big incident at the pigsty last night, and he wasn’t seen either. Probably knocked off by that thief,” Supervisor Fang immediately understood his boss’s intention and quickly recalled last night’s events.

“No calls answered, and he’s not in his room either; it must be him. Well, I’ll take over the security tonight and see if that thief dares to come,” the Pig Head Factory Director said.

“Yes, Director,” Supervisor Bai responded repeatedly.

After instructing further, the Pig Head Factory Director then left the slaughterhouse, heading towards the gate.

His significant client should be arriving soon.

Since those ninety-one full-grown pigs had been dead for a while, though still sellable, the quality of the meat had decreased considerably, significantly reducing the price.

Thus, he leveraged his contacts to secure a major client, planning to offload all ninety-one pig carcasses in one go.

Soon, the Pig Head Factory Director arrived at the residential area.

Suddenly, he saw a contractor in a security uniform lurking suspiciously at the door of what seemed to be the deceased Old Zhang’s.

“Liu Hao, what are you doing?” The Pig Head Factory Director naturally recognized the contractors from the factory and immediately shouted.

“Ah~~!” Liu Hao was startled at once.

Seeing it was the Pig Head Factory Director approaching, he was even more terrified.

However, he quickly regained his composure.

“Good day, Director. This morning, Uncle Zhang didn’t hand over the shift to me, and I wanted to ask him something about work, so I came here.”

“But I was worried about disturbing Uncle Zhang’s sleep, so I hesitated to knock,” Liu Hao explained.

“Hmm? Old Zhang didn’t hand over the shift to you?” The Pig Head Factory Director was not concerned about the rest.

“Yes… yes, Director. Uncle Zhang didn’t come to the security booth for the handover at all. Look, the logbook isn’t even filled.”

Saying this, Liu Hao took out a small booklet meant for signing at shift changes.

The Pig Head Factory Director stepped forward, grabbed the booklet, and saw indeed there was no sign-off for handover.

As per regulations at the pig farm, security personnel must log and sign at shift changes.

No signature meant one thing; Old Zhang couldn’t sign, suggesting that suspected death had now confirmed death.

“Old Zhang has retired and gone home to rest, now you go patrol,” the Pig Head Factory Director waved his hand and then quickly walked towards the gate.

Hearing that Old Zhang had retired, Liu Hao stood frozen in place.

“How… how could he just retire?” Liu Hao couldn’t believe this was true.

“It’s over, it’s over. Without that guy’s information, forget finding the thief today, even by the fifth day, it might be impossible,” Liu Hao’s face turned extremely grim.

“Damn, it looks like I have to risk the idea I had before,” ultimately, Liu Hao thought he still had to take a chance.

Suddenly, Liu Hao remembered something.

He immediately chased after the Pig Head Factory Director.