Became a vicious male mother

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The sky was foggy, and the air was filled with a faint sour smell.

A plume of black smoke continued to drift eastward from the long chimney, mingling with the layers of overlapping clouds, resembling a giant lead plate.

Gu Xinglan followed behind Li Jiang.

The last time he came, at least the place outside was clean, and the air didn't have such a strong fishy smell.

But now, just seeing that iron gate from a distance, the stench that hits you is like a black tide rushing into your mouth and nose.

Not to mention the big red lantern hanging at the entrance, which seemed to match the meat-shining lights in the market, making the surrounding air feel thick and sticky, and making people feel uncomfortable.

"benefactor……"

"Call me Xiao Gu." Gu Xinglan stopped and looked at the well-dressed Li Jiang: "Once we're inside, I'll figure something out myself. All you have to do is stall for time as much as possible."

Having said all they could say, the two walked silently, one in front of the other, to the front door.

Someone was already there to greet us.

It was right around the time people were getting off their night shifts, and a large influx of people was pouring out.

One face after another, all of them expressionless.

Gu Xinglan made eye contact with one of them.

The man just stared straight at him, his pupils devoid of any light.

"These are people going out to eat." The person who came to greet them grinned, revealing two rows of yellow teeth, while holding a cigarette in his mouth. "They're going to your stall, right?"

Li Jiang was in front, carrying him on his back.

He couldn't see Li Jiang's expression clearly, and the words he heard were also indistinct.

I don't know what Li Jiang said, but it made the person receiving us laugh.

This renowned journalist's abilities were evident to all at the villa.

Gu Xinglan breathed a sigh of relief and followed closely behind the two.

Go inside.

The nose has completely lost its sense of smell.

Their minds were filled with an overwhelming stench of decay, and the occasional mournful cries of dying animals echoed through the passageway, making it seem as if they were walking not on a man-made path, but on a ghostly road to the underworld, an abyss.

"Um... Boss, my stomach hurts."

Gu Xinglan lowered her eyes and jogged forward to Li Jiang's side.

He got close enough to hear a few words from their conversation: "recruitment" and "meat".

Especially what the other party said: all of it was fresh meat transported from outside the city.

The two were interrupted, the air seemed to freeze for a moment, and four eyes stared straight at him, all hidden in the deep darkness.

His voice, seemingly echoing the surroundings, trembled slightly: "I need to use the restroom..."

"Young man, are you scared?" the other party laughed. "There have been some problems with the power system these past few days, and generators are already being prepared."

Finally, pointing to the green indicator light, he said, "Go towards this light and you'll find the restroom."

"If you can't find me, just wait at the door." Li Jiang patted him on the shoulder.

The sound was neither too loud nor too soft, loud enough for several people to hear.

Is the power system damaged?

The backyard immediately came to mind.

Two days ago, he didn't dare to climb over the wall because there were many surveillance cameras installed there; he saw more than a dozen.

If you actually climb in, you'll be discovered in less than a minute.

Now that the camera is out of power, isn't this the perfect opportunity for him to take action?

……

The surrounding crowd surged, and footsteps echoed everywhere.

Gu Xinglan was among them.

In the dimly lit environment, no one noticed anything amiss with him.

He hid in the toilet for a while, listening to the noise outside subside.

I made a point of noting down the peak times for people when I opened my stall yesterday.

The slaughterhouse employees all wear blue vests, making them easy to spot.

So today, I arrived at the agreed-upon time for our conversation almost right on time.

This time period falls between the end of the early shift and the lunch break.

There was a "squeak" sound.

Gu Xinglan quietly peeked out from behind the door and looked around.

There were no windows, no people, only a creaking door.

outside.

Guided by the system's prompts, Gu Xinglan continued to move through the passageways.

System: [This is all the assistance this system can provide you.]

He had no intention of answering the system's question.

Until a rusty iron gate came into view.

Gu Xinglan's heart finally jumped.

This is the back entrance to the slaughterhouse.

System: [Host, aren't you scared? This system is quite scared right now.]

"What are you afraid of?"

I'm afraid you'll die.

Upon hearing a certain word, my whole body stiffened.

He continued, "Why are you talking nonsense? Say something auspicious."

……

Lunch break.

After a busy morning, the workers finally had a moment to catch their breath, either huddled in their cramped dormitories or went outside to have a hot meal.

No one would want to come to this place with their feet wading through foul-smelling black water and their stomachs rumbling.

There was one exception.

backyard.

The iron gate was gently opened from bottom to top.

The light from outside shone inside.

This place, which is cold and gloomy everywhere, should make people feel warm.

But everyone inside cowered, curling up in a corner, burying their eyes in their arms, trembling all over.

Darkness enveloped everyone.

The flashlight slowly swept across.

The cages were next to each other, and the animals were dressed in rags and were emaciated.

The bloodstains had long since congealed in the cracks between the floor tiles, leaving one feeling lost and confused. Every step left a dark brown and reddish-brown mark.

Finally, the flashlight stopped at the only iron gate where someone was lying a little further out.

Can you speak?

A soft sound drifted into my ears, like a gentle breeze in early spring caressing the Colorado River—a warm illusion that appeared in a world of utter despair.

The dying person strained to lift their eyelids and look up.

Even though the bright light was from the side, the blood had already congealed on my eyelids, and I couldn't see anything except that sound...

"Can you hear me now...?"

"I will do everything in my power to find a way to get you out..."

"..."

Are you listening?

It's not an illusion.

It was the Messiah and Savior of the Church of the Holy Sepulchre who heard his call.

He forced his lips open, and the blood in his mouth, unable to mix with his voice, struggled to escape from between his teeth.

"Help."

With his stained and mutilated fingers, he stretched out with all the strength he had ever mustered to write "SOS".

"Understood... I will definitely rescue you. This slaughterhouse has broken the law, and the law will punish them!"

The moment I left those words, the bell signaling the end of my lunch break began to ring in my ears, jarring and oppressive, pounding heavily on my heart.

*

Gu Xinglan's hand holding the phone's flashlight trembled for a moment, and she quickly turned to look at the door.

He spent too much time groping around outside.

What does this ringing bell mean?

This means that the power system of the entire slaughterhouse has been restored!

Soon, there was a sensation of the floor shaking.

The footsteps were orderly and rapid, quickly approaching this direction.

Gu Xinglan spread her fingers, gripped the severed finger that had emerged from the cage, and wiped away the three blood-red letters.

"wait for me."

With a "whoosh," he grabbed the blue vest and whip hanging on the wall and ran quickly into another passageway.

His legs moved so fast they left afterimages as he stepped onto the tiled floor, making a series of thuds that blended into the sounds of the bustling crowd and were absorbed by the ringing of bells outside.

As Gu Xinglan ran, she put on her vest, shouting in her mind:

"System, I'm counting on you."

System: [Received!]