Processing Plant 9

Huang Xin pressed her lips together. "Suman, please, don't make things difficult for me."

Suman remained noncommittal, choosing not to press further. Giving Tingting one more glance, she already had a rough idea of the situation in her mind.

Glancing around, the remaining pigs had quieted down for some unknown reason. She said, "Once Tingting's emotions settle down, take her back to the dormitory to rest. Brother Zhu is dead, so there shouldn't be any trouble here for the time being."

Since she could get no information from Tingting and Huang Xin, and the so-called truth would only reveal itself at night, Suman decided to use this time to go out and look around.

She still had no idea how busy the other few people had been.

Huang Xin had wanted to tag along, but considering her own current predicament, she didn't dare say anything more. She only reminded Suman to be careful, specifically warning her, "Don't go near Boss Zhu's side. For some reason, Boss Zhu has been in an exceptionally bad mood lately."

Leaving the breeding ground, Suman crouched down in a concealed corner, rummaged through her backpack's inventory slots, and pulled out a map.

This was the map she had found from that pig-headed man who had tried to harass Sun Li when she last came to this factory. She hadn't expected it to actually come in handy.

The map was drawn in excruciating detail, and she quickly located Breeding Ground Number One, where she currently was.

Breeding Ground Number Two was located symmetrically opposite her current breeding ground, separated in the middle by a massive assembly-line factory.

Suman guessed that the three men should be right there in the central assembly-line factory.

However, she had no intention of intersecting with them just yet.

She searched for the location of Boss Zhu. It was extraordinarily far from her breeding ground—even the small distance on the map looked distant, like the North Pole and the South Pole.

Walking there on her two legs, she had no idea how long it would take. She did have that taxi, but not only did she not know how to drive it, but last time her taxi had also caused quite a commotion. If it appeared again, Boss Zhu would definitely be on guard.

Startling the snake before hitting it would do them no good.

"Huh? What is this?" Suman suddenly noticed several points specially marked by the pig-headed man.

"Loot spots?" She counted them; there were five such loot spots.

Out of the ten factories of various sizes on the entire map, his loot spots alone accounted for five.

One of those loot spots was extremely close to where she was.

Boss Zhu's affairs weren't urgent at the moment, so she decided to go check out the situation at that loot spot.

Putting the map away, she carefully felt her way in that direction following the bearings.

That area was a small-scale boxing assembly line. Everywhere were various packaging boxes, with vehicles coming and going for loading and unloading.

Suman blended into the crowd without seeming out of place at all, simply because there were very few pig-headed people here; most of them were 'normal' humans like Suman.

The people near the main gate were the most numerous, all acting as laborers moving various boxes up and down.

Suman also temporarily found an empty box to carry as a disguise.

While blending in through the gate, she inadvertently overheard a conversation coming from the half-open window of a delivery truck: "Is this trip going to deliver to Boss Zhu?"

"It's not delivering to Boss Zhu; we're going to see Boss Zhu, and then listen to Boss Zhu's personal arrangements on where to send these things."

"Lean closer, and I'll tell you. Boss Zhu seems to have offended someone recently, and all these things are arranged by Boss Zhu to be sent out as gifts."

"Ah? Just sending these things—can that be of any use?"

"Who knows? But our goods here aren't just random things; those are piglets that many big shots love."

"Shh, stop talking. If anyone hears us, our sweet gig will be over."

Piglets? Piglets again?

Suman hadn't originally thought these piglets were anything special, but after listening to those two sentences, she started having some thoughts.

However, Boss Zhu had offended someone again? Or was it still that Duan Jing?

As she was pondering the connection, the truck that had just spoken started up and was about to drive away.

Without giving herself much time to react, she immediately dropped the box and, at an extremely tricky angle, quietly scrambled underneath the vehicle.

Since there was a free ride to Boss Zhu's place, she still needed to go meet Boss Zhu first.

Just before setting off, faintly, she seemed to hear screams coming from inside the factory gates, but when she listened again, she couldn't hear anything at all.

From her low vantage point, as the truck drove away, she caught a distant sight of a ferocious-looking green-faced ghoul running out of the factory, only for that green-faced ghoul to be dragged back inside by a few pig-headed men before it could take two steps.

It seemed this loot spot was truly not simple; she would have to come back and check it out if she got the chance.

The truck rumbled and bumped as it sped along. Suman climbed out from under the chassis and, crawling like a gecko, pried open the oilcloth and burrowed in among a pile of cargo.

"Hey, that truck that just passed—I think I saw something strange clinging to the back."

A pig-headed security guard sitting on a chair outside a small assembly-line factory, whom she passed by, pointed at the truck and said doubtfully.

Another pig-headed guard beside him glanced at the rear of the truck, which now only left behind exhaust fumes, and shook his head. "Do you even know what kind of truck that is? Don't worry about it. When that truck was loaded, there were ten security guards watching. It's safe."

"Is that so? Well, I guess I'm getting old and my eyesight is failing. Ah, I'm getting old, getting old."

Meanwhile, the protagonist of the discussion, Suman, was inspecting the cargo and knew nothing about the ten security guards.

She was considering whether to transfer the items in the truck bed into her own inventory space.

Those two men hadn't been wrong, either: these piglets truly were piglets, except they were piglets still wrapped in fetal membranes, lined up rigidly inside boxes, having been dead for who knows how long.

She didn't know what was so precious about these things, but weighing the options for two seconds, she still decided to put these items into her inventory slots.

Even if it just added a little extra trouble for Boss Zhu, it was worth it.

Her method of theft was extremely clever. In the innermost position where it was completely invisible, she stored the items along with the boxes directly into her inventory slot. For the surrounding positions, she stole the contents inside while leaving only empty boxes to keep up appearances. She didn't even touch the outermost perimeter, creating the illusion that everything was completely intact.

Fortunately, a single inventory slot of hers could hold items of the same category; otherwise, even if she had the intention, she wouldn't have been able to carry it out.

Having finished all this, the swaying truck seemed to have arrived at its destination. Suman peeked through a gap and saw that the scenery outside was becoming somewhat familiar. Without further hesitation, she quickly crawled out once more to hide beneath the truck, following it as it parked right outside Boss Zhu's office door.

There was the sound of a truck door opening and closing; the driver seemed to have gone to look for Boss Zhu.

Suman seized the opportunity to dart out from under the truck.

Yet before she even had time to clearly see her surroundings, she heard a roaring shout: "Who goes there?!"

Immediately following that came Boss Zhu's furious voice: "Lock down the information immediately! Seal off all entry and exit points—an Arbiter has sneaked into the factory!! Kill every single one of these Arbiters, leave none alive!"