After the global recovery I crossed

[The smelly factory is close at hand, you are addicted to the increasingly intense aroma, and you can't wait to explore the source of this aroma. ]

The prince and Audrey went to the palace under Lin Xingtao's order, but Lin Xingtao left the reluctant people and went to the new industrial zone alone.

I didn't feel it next to the Vosges Mountains before, but as we got closer to the industrial area, the sense of gloom could no longer be suppressed.

Lin Xingtao put his hands in his trouser pockets, slowly shaking his waist-length blond hair.

Occasionally, he would jump briskly under the huge sky, and the soft leather shoes on his feet stepped on the ground, making a light and mocking sound.

The earth seems to be longing for his trampling, and the swirling dust leaves his footprints.

Sometimes, inevitably, he overlooked the poor wretches leaning against the corner, drowsy.

He leaped onto the wall, dodging people eager to kiss his shoes, and embraced the smoky sky.

Ah——The black smoke was responding to him, just like a crazy painter was scribbling with a pen, the black ink was stirred and splashed, and then fell on the face of the person like a catastrophe.

Lin Xingtao's green eyes flashed with excitement and pleasure, but also with some unknown gloom. He watched a small branch protruding from the black smoke, heading towards the palace.

The king's time is numbered.

When the thicker darkness fell into his arms, he withdrew his hand and casually said to the people gathered at his feet:

"Do you long for redemption?"

Not wanting to hear a boring answer, he walked into the distance through his dirty hands that were stretched out indiscriminately.

The poor people slowly got down on their stomachs, and pressed their dry and cracked lips against his footprints.

[Your character card has been updated.Church: Your believers are gradually increasing in Lorraine and Bali. Their number may not be large enough, but their faith is strong enough. ]

[Your priest——Viscount Salian cleared away the remaining ghoul traitors for you, and you gained the power of life. ]

Thus, under Lin Xingtao's casting of the mantra of life, people's shriveled faces, like zombies, gradually took on a vivid color.

Thus, they were inspired and recited the name of God.

[The situation in the industrial area is more serious than I imagined. ] Lin Xingtao approached the entrance of the industrial area and said to the keeper.

After receiving the workers' prayers, he had already imagined their situation, but he didn't expect the fact to be more serious.

The ones just now were those who lost the ability to work and were kicked out of the factory. They were about to decay, and Lin Xingtao's mantra just made their death less painful.

The managers of the factory might not be able to stand the smell of corpses, so they had already cleaned up the surrounding area, so Lin Xingtao only saw some big rats scurrying around, but not too many corpses and filth.

In fact, not to mention the smell, the tip of his nose has always been fragrant.The aroma of industrial waste gas actually resembles bread.

As he got closer and closer to the factory, the aroma of bread became stronger and stronger.

Hot buttered bread.Lin Xingtao took a deep breath, and the crispy and delicious feeling burst out on the tip of his tongue.

He couldn't help laughing happily, and similarly, the workers' thick laughter came from the factory.

"Hahaha——" It was a heartfelt, undisguised laugh.

[A strange thing happened. You found that the workers in the harsh environment were very happy, and they didn’t seem to feel uncomfortable or worried about losing food, but just one day ago, they were still asking for help in pain—maybe it was the gods who appeared to help kill them. ]

God - Lin Xingtao's smile immersed in the fragrance gradually became subtle.

Footsteps sounded, the door of the factory was opened, and his eyes gradually moved down to a short man.

A short worker who only reached Lin Xingtao's thigh happily ran past.

He ran too fast and hit Lin Xingtao's leg.

Bang - he rolled, and when he was about to roll between Lin Xingtao's legs, Lin Xingtao stepped on him to stop him.

Lin Xingtao looked at the dwarf carefully. He thought it was a child laborer, but looking at his face, it was a flat, compressed face, and every organ was a size smaller.

It's like a dwarf stretched out to the sides - indeed like a dwarf in the West.

[Charm failed. ] The keeper made a special reminder.

The dwarf faltered to avoid Lin Xingtao's trampling, not at all like other charmed people who wanted to jump under their feet.

"God, please let me go, I only have my work in mind, and I don't want to waste time."

Under the pressure of 60's strength, he naturally couldn't leave by himself. When another short figure ran into him angrily, Lin Xingtao frowned and let go of his feet.

The two dwarves collided into a ball, and they quickly got up and ran to another workshop in perfect harmony.

The short body is full of vitality, and the slender eyes are burning with excitement.They leaned close together and cheered enthusiastically:

"Praise the doctor! Praise the surgery! I have my brother doing the work for me! We are strong in numbers!"

Lin Xingtao turned to lean against the door of the factory building, watching the dwarfs jumping towards the door.

Like squat mushrooms, everyone grows horizontally, with unhealthy gray skin.Some tried their best to raise their heads to take a look at Lin Xingtao, while others lowered their heads and hurried on their way.

"Is he a nobleman? He looks good, but I have my job, so I can't look too much."

"Don't look, he must be someone sent by the factory owner to test us. It's not very polite, but I have to say, it's like those whorehouse guys in the downtown area. They have a leg and our hard-earned money It's gone—we have to hold back."

"Hold it, hold it back." They said in unison, their voices extraordinarily neat.

Lin Xingtao's blowing blond hair was dodged by them in a hurry, and the voices of [Charm Failed] rang out in succession.

Among such voices, the voice of [Successful Charm] is particularly pleasant.

Turning his head, Lin Xingtao looked down at a girl who poked her head out carefully and covered her eyes with her hands behind the door.

The girl was actually of normal height, but her legs and feet had problems, so she had to be dragged on the ground. It was for this reason that she cried and covered her eyes.

She hurriedly explained: "They are all blinded by the black smoke! Your brilliance makes them unable to open their eyes! They don't deserve to look at you!"

"You must be a big person who came to inspect the work situation. We have already worked hard to fulfill your request. Don't worry!"

"What request?" Lin Xingtao asked.

The dwarves turned their heads in unison, and after whispering to each other, they bowed: "My lord, please prepare the bread you promised."

The two dwarves jumped up together and stuffed the paper into his hand.

[Notice to all workers in the new industrial zone:

Ask someone who can read to read it to everyone.

I regret to inform you that our struggle has been lost, and miserly old folks have swallowed up our property, not wanting to lose even a paltry piece of power.

Despite the unprecedented difficulties, as the owner of the factory, I promise you: there will be bread!There will be money too!

However, precious bread and money cannot be given to lazy and slippery people!They are the treasures of hardworking and kind people!

Therefore, after completing the daily work quota, I will send people to conduct additional evaluations-the faster and more people do it, the more bread and money they will receive!

I hope everyone will work together to complete our industrial masterpiece as soon as possible!I believe that one day, we will gain our own power!

——The factory owner who is always trying to find ways to make everyone's lives better]

Holding the piece of paper in his hand, Lin Xingtao asked the girl, "Why are you different from them?"

The girl blushed and replied softly: "Because I couldn't walk over and my leg was hurt, they all disliked me and said I was a mouse that ate bread."

"Where are you going?"

"Go to the doctor, go to him for an operation."

"What surgery, surgery to heal the leg?"

"No..." Before the girl could finish speaking, the dwarfs screamed.

"You can't tell! The doctor said he didn't want others to know! You betrayed the doctor, and the doctor will leave us..."

Suddenly, an unspeakable pressure permeated the air.

The dwarves struggled to see the pity in the blond nobleman's green eyes, but rather than saying that he was sympathizing with them, it was more like a superfluous thing that came out after barely suppressing his impatience and tyranny.

The dwarves stopped talking in unison.

"Carry her," he ordered.

The dwarves lifted the girl up with humiliation.

The girl panted excitedly, and moved on the dwarf's palm, trying to get closer to Lin Xingtao.

Lin Xingtao stared into the girl's eyes and said, "Continue."

"...It is a very powerful operation. The doctor said that it can improve the efficiency of work and allow us to complete the task quickly. In this way, everyone can eat delicious bread."

"The doctor is a very good person, you...you too. Let me give you my bread, okay?" It seemed that you were replaced by you, the girl was a little uneasy, and bit her lips sweetly.

Bread—the delicious smell of bread was indeed wafting from the tip of Lin Xingtao's nose, and he suddenly wondered whether it was really the smell of bread or the smell of industrial waste gas.

The Keeper made a voice: [Your temporary state of insanity—addiction to industrial waste gas is over. ]

[.rd=30.You gain a new temporary state of insanity. ]

[You have acquired an eating disorder - binge eating. ]

so hungry.Lin Xingtao swallowed as he looked at the girl's dusty face.

And the girl stared blankly at the rolling Adam's apple on her fair neck, her eyes unconsciously became crazy.

"I, I will definitely earn a lot of bread for you!" Even if I am made into bread!

But Lin Xingtao could no longer smell the aroma of bread. What he smelled was the sour smell of the girl, the bloody smell of the dwarf, and the pungent chemical smell of the factory.

His tongue slipped in his mouth, licking his gums.

When walking towards the room where the doctor was, he finally couldn't help biting the tip of his tongue.

The thick blood flowed down his throat, and he opened his mouth unsatisfied.

His lips were stained red with blood, turning into the gorgeous color that had been kissed many times.

He heard a man's hearty voice coming from a certain workshop.

"In—I mean, in the fantasies that have become popular recently, dwarves and gnomes are always good at crafting equipment, aren't they?"

"Oh, I would love to make you beautiful as elves, but beauty is not for you, and there are no dwarves who are like elves. You must go back to your place, and you alone can be yours Fill your eyes with love for your work, those painful memories and ominous emotions that will be lost sooner or later will not torment you again, and you will turn to the days of struggle you are familiar with."

The man raised the shiny scalpel and turned his head while cutting a human body into thin slices.

-

Not far from the new industrial zone, there is a tall black tower with its head sharpened.Towers loomed gloomily under the black smoke, their brilliant crystalline structures buzzing with reminiscence of the industrial masterpieces of the age.

This is the dark temple of the god of industry.

At the very top of the minaret, there is a strange polyhedron inlaid.The polyhedron is tightly protected by the surrounding black walls. Only the congregation who often spend the night praying in the temple know that the polyhedron will rotate and be exposed in the deepest night.Those who see it will immediately develop a mysterious and alert imagination. Their sight penetrates the shining surface of the polyhedron, and they see rotating spheres and countless blurred and chaotic darkness.

This is a miracle.They are so sure.

The most devout and luckiest believers will say they have seen the God of Industry.Some say that God is a roaring giant, some say that God is a king in gorgeous robes, some say that God is a tall, dark-skinned man, and most say that God is a swollen monster like a bat.

The gods in mythology are all bright and beautiful, but they don’t feel that their words are profane, and a certain perception and will make them more obedient and happy.They were lying outside the steps of the temple, waiting for the pope's call.

They also revere the Pope, and although their Pope is impossibly young, it is the Pope who spreads the glory of God into the world.Sometimes—occasionally, some people will say that they believe in the pope, but they will not say anything, because there is a saying that the pope is the walker and patron of the god of industry in the world.Some people even secretly speculate that the pope is the incarnation of the god of industry.

Among the waiting believers, one of them was wrapped in dirty cloth and turned around uncomfortably. smell.

"Let me in! At least let me see a nobleman!" His hoarse and terrifying voice echoed in the night, attracting the cold stares of the guards at the gate of the temple.

But soon, a knight wearing exquisite armor and obviously of higher status came out.

"It's the Pope's guardian knight! He has come out to call for someone!" The believers became excited.

The knight glanced down, then pointed casually at the man wrapped in cloth.

"You go in with me."

The man said happily: "Yes, thank you! I am the worker's representative of the new industrial zone, and I have something important to tell His Excellency the Pope..."

The knight nodded slightly, looking a little arrogant as he just walked forward.

But only he knew that his armor-wrapped body was about to explode happily.

There was a blush on his handsome face, in stark contrast to his restrained indifference.

And on the surface of the muscles, the gold threads twisted mischievously, bringing him supreme comfort.

His throat squirmed, finally swallowing a name that shouldn't be said at this time.

The author has something to say: Dark skinned, tall and thin, with high charisma, good at and keen on fooling people——

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