Chapter 104: Chapter 103: Escape from the Factory
“How did I co to be here? I only rember Jin being taken away by the Village Chief’s tumor sack, then I rushed to rescue her right away, and after that, my mory gets very blurry.”
“Did I lose? Why am I not dead?”
Dangling upside down, Yi Chen buried his head to inspect his physical body and imdiately noticed the huge cavity in his chest, where the blood had long since clotted.
“My heart!”
“Hey, what’s the panic? It’s just your heart taken by soone else. You’re lucky; as long as the brain hasn’t been destroyed, I can act as a temporary replacent.”
The voice of Little Grape ca at this ti, and a faint vibration from the right side of the chest could also be felt,
Yi Chen imdiately controlled the plants inside his body to check the situation in the right chest,
Little Grape had transford into a heart structure covered with black hairs, adjoining the core blood vessels and perfectly taking over the function of the original heart.
It even felt stronger than the original heart, and his body was incredibly light.
Little Grape continued to speak:
“It’s lucky the Village Chief was fast enough to bring you here within ‘five minutes’, otherwise if the delay was too long, your brain would have died from lack of oxygen… Then I would have to tearfully eat your grapes and turn you into a controllable undead, and send you off to Easton Cetery to bury yourself.”
Yi Chen controlled the plant roots to gently slide over the surface of the black-haired heart, as if caressing Little Grape.
Of course, such actions were utterly distasteful to Little Grape, who responded by giving Yi Chen a one-second heart stoppage.
“Whoa! Don’t ss around… If I really died, I suppose you would take care of the burial.”
“Stop blabbering, any mont now they’ll co for your corpse to cut it up, find a way to escape! With so many corpses hanging here, you likely won’t be noticed if one less is missing.”
But Yi Chen didn’t care in the least whether it was his turn, “Why leave? Isn’t it quite comfortable hanging here?”
Little Grape imdiately understood Yi Chen’s intention, but still retorted with displeasure, “If you speak to in that tone again, I’ll stop this heart right now!”
Yi Chen, however, appeared unconcerned, while switching to another important topic, chatting while waiting in line to be taken to the slaughter.
“Little Grape, how was my heart taken out?”
“You really don’t rember that last part, huh? Aside from the Village Chief and you, there was a third person… the first one who spied on you in the woods, probably related to the Church.
That person had strong concealnt, directly took out the heart from behind.”
“A suspected Church intervention? If the intruder is indeed the first one who observed us… it seems they were very interested in Jin, while having quite the opposite attitude towards , otherwise I wouldn’t be hanging here.
So, the mont Jin gets captured, they would promptly finish off.
As for what they want with Jin, it likely has a close connection to so internal affairs of the Church.
It’s even possible that from the mont we set foot in the forest, the Church was assessing the quality of our bodies, with intentions of training us to beco instructors or used for sacrifices or such.
The details will only be clear upon contact with Church personnel, and killing the Village Chief might also shed so light on the situation.”
As Yi Chen was thinking this through, the Pig Head Butcher had already approached him.
The huge hand easily grabbed both shins and lifted him off the hook with an upward motion.
Turning around, he threw,
directly landing Yi Chen stably onto a blood-sared processing table from several ters away, smack!
While walking towards the table, the Butcher casually spun the slaughter knife in his hand, and through the eyes of the pig head mask, he seed to already visualize the perfect ‘decomposition line’ based on Yi Chen’s body proportions.
The slaughter knife was raised,
aid at the waist,
and was about to chop down when,
the corpse on the table suddenly raised its left arm, smack! A palm strike hit the underside of the pig’s jaw, visibly rippling a layer of aty waves.
The impact to the jaw sent shocks directly to the brain ventricles, as the pig brain continued to collide violently with the cranial walls,
The intense dizziness nearly caused the butcher to stumble and fall.
“Root Piercing”
The palm strike was rely an appetizer,
the hand that was against the jaw instantly grew sharp root spikes, piercing through the pig snout and stitching it shut.
At the sa ti, a net of plants blocked the esophagus and nasal passages to restrict any sounds that could bring trouble.
Not just that,
the plant burrowed down the pig’s throat, rapidly searching the body for the ‘Pathogen Core’.
However, as a high-quality entity filtered out for catalyst illness, the butcher who could work here was naturally no simpleton.
Even though he was dizzy and unable to breathe,
he relied on the butcher’s instinct, sensing the breath of life, and instinctively swung out a knife.
This strike was incredibly swift and predictive~ whoosh!
It cut into the shoulder, slicing open a terrifying ten-plus centiter wound… ultimately stopped by the net of plants inside Yi Chen’s body.
“Found it!”
At that mont, the roots had located the pathological tumor nestled between the stomach chambers.
Crossing through!
Whoosh!
The pig head’s eyes swiftly dimd, and its corpulent body fell straight to the ground.
Sitting naked with a hole through his chest at the edge of the workbench, Yi Chen held his hand over the slit in his shoulder and let out a wry, self-mocking chuckle:
“Without gentle man’s clothes and weapons, my strength is greatly reduced; even utilizing such stealthy assault thods still results in injury.
If that butcher’s breathing hadn’t been impeded, causing his brain to feel dizzy, the knife he swung just now might have severed my entire left side. Do I really have a certain dependency on weapons and clothing?
Just as well, this serves as a chance to train my own abilities.”
Yi Chen showed no emotional turbulence of a narrow escape; he simply accepted the situation calmly, thinking about how to continue the investigation alone.
One hand pressed against the wound on his shoulder, tender sprouts like threads burrowed into the wound to stitch it up,
While the other hand reached for the butcher’s head, sucking the essence from the brains among the pig’s brain flowers.
As he absorbed nutrients, he also gained information about the “at factory” crucial for Yi Chen, who was trapped within it.
“Layered control, a factory with a perfect supervisory system… trying to slip away unnoticed, there’s a high chance of discovery. No choice but to do this.”
Yi Chen hoisted the butcher’s corpse onto the workbench, turning the tables.
He hollowed out all unnecessary organs and tissues, retaining just enough muscle layer to craft a thick, plush, real leather coat.
He donned the skin,
Sewed on the pig head,
Put on a black leather apron along with the slaughter knife,
And after everything was ready, he even deliberately grunted twice,
Following the mories in the butcher’s brain, he attempted to escape the at factory,
The factory was extensive, located at the northern part of the village; much of its “at” ca from deceased FertilityPatients.
The FertilityPatients, due to their rapid growth, aged just as quickly.
Typically after completing 3 to 5 patrol missions, they would voluntarily co to the factory to realize their final worth.
The flesh obtained mainly had two uses:
One was to make compressed food, distributed to every household in the village to replenish nutrients and improve fertility efficiency.
The other was to make a soup easy for plants to absorb, used to irrigate the outermost tree walls, accelerating expansion and providing life, blocking outsiders from entering.
One could say the factory was the most crucial place in the village, with the Village Chief often taking ti to inspect and ensure the normal operation of each link. But recently, he hadn’t been coming by as often, seemingly preoccupied with other matters.
At present, he formulated three escape plans:
1. Boldly stick out the butcher’s big belly, and walk from the “slaughtering workshop” → “Rest Area Corridor” → “Production Workshop (Number One)” → “inspection point”, covering over a thousand ters to leave through the factory’s main gate.
If intercepted by a higher-ranking workshop foreman, or even the Factory Director en route, he would have to fabricate excuses to get by; if exposed, he would have to shout the workers’ chants and force his way out.
2. Stay here and continue the butcher’s work, processing all the corpses and clocking out normally.
This was the safest thod, but would delay him by at least four hours. Not to ntion, with the situation in the village and the Church continually worsening, Jin, who was taken away, could be in life-threatening danger at any mont.
3. Bulging belly and all, advance from the “slaughtering workshop” → “Rest Area Corridor” → “Production Workshop (Number Two)”.
Workshop Number Two was in charge of producing ‘at Slurry’; according to his mory, there was an overflow drain for excess at slurry leading to an underground area that collected waste fluid.
Due to the absence of any mory regarding the underground area, this escape plan carried a certain level of unpredictability.
[Ten minutes later]
Bulging belly and all, Yi Chen stood at the vile-slling outfall, each inch of writhing, flesh-like wall testing his threshold for endurance.
Clenching his teeth,
He leapt down, tid with the shift change of the assembly line workers.
If one were to describe this process,
It was like an obese recluse who, after engaging in a binge eating session one day, died from overeating at ho. Due to living alone, the body was left undiscovered for three days.
Unexpectedly, a cockroach that blundered in crawled into the deceased’s mouth, enjoying an unforgettable intestinal waterslide through the body filled with food remnants.
Splat!
Yi Chen crashed into an indescribable pit of mud.
He swam to the shore area at full speed, imdiately shedding the filth-caked pig skin coat, trying his best to suppress the physiological disgust.
“Finally escaped, hmm hmm~”
As he spoke with the pig head mask still sewn onto his neck, pig noises accompanied his voice.
After so thought, Yi Chen decided not to remove the pig head, continuing to keep it attached to his head.
One, because it felt quite amusing; he himself quite enjoyed such role-playing gas,
Two, should he encounter any villagers or similar beings down there, he could still try to make an excuse, claiming he accidentally slid down from the factory while dumping the at Slurry.
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