Mu Rufeng peered around the corner and saw a glass panel on a wall more than ten meters away.
The faint light was emanating from within the glass.
After checking, there seemed to be no surveillance or guards.
Mu Rufeng immediately walked over.
However, as Mu Rufeng laid his eyes on the scene inside the glass room, he was instantly taken aback, and his scalp started tingling.
"Huff, huff, huff~~!"
Mu Rufeng breathed heavily, forcibly suppressing his emotions.
This glass room was essentially a massive, fully automated slaughterhouse.
The slaughterhouse was vast and also featured a high ceiling.
Near the four walls, there were a total of eight huge spiral conveyors, each connected to delivery ports above the walls.
On these conveyors were hooks, each hook holding a person.
These were all clones wearing white robes.
There were men and women, old and young, densely packed, countless in number.
