Animal Protection, Wild Game Barbecue on the Second Level

The elevator car dipped slightly as Sing Sing stood in front of the mirror and loosened his tie.

Taking off his hat and handing it to Christina beside him, Old Zhou then pulled out a comb and began to comb his hair.

Christina leaned against the wall of the room, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

She actually wanted to ask what high-tech secrets were hidden in that Pig Butchering Knife, but she swallowed the words back.

"Director Zhou, are you always in such a rush when you go on a mission?"

"What else?"

Sing Sing put the comb back in his pocket, put on his hat, and turned his head to the side.

"The worst thing you can do when you're out working is to dawdle. Finish your work early and go back to the foot massage parlor for a soak. That's called keeping work and personal life separate."

After a brief chat, the elevator doors slid open to both sides.

What came into view was a vast, dark rainforest stretching as far as the eye could see.

Towering man-made trees with intertwined roots stand overhead, illuminated by lights that mimic the blazing sun, while artificial rain sprinklers spray a steady stream of moisture.

The muddy ground was littered with the gnawed bones of large animals.

Christina was on edge, scanning her surroundings warily.

Sing Sing raised his hand and fanned himself twice in front of his nose.

"These capitalists have spare money for indoor greenery, but they can't even afford a high-powered ventilation system?"

"This smells even more pungent than the sewage ditch at a farmers' market in the summer!"

Click!

Above the dense canopy of the tree, several vines were torn off.

Three large black shadows, each the size of an off-road vehicle, descended from the sky, splashing up foul-smelling black mud.

Upon closer inspection, they were three enormous beasts with exaggeratedly large bodies.

Its entire body is covered with thick, grayish-black skin, its frame is broad and its muscles are strong, and a row of bone spurs protrude from the joints of its spine.

The commander's voice, filled with gritted teeth, rang out:

"Stephen Zhou! Do you think you can run rampant in Deep Well with just a cold weapon?!"

"Welcome to the 'Arena'! This is Silver Peak's latest chimeric bioweapon, a fusion of Sabretooth bone hardening genes, Africa Beast burst genes, and high-purity berserk serum!"

"Their skin is impervious to even heavy machine gun armor-piercing rounds, and their nervous system is cut off from pain perception, making them perfect Hound designed to clean up battlefield debris!"

"Enjoy the feeling of being torn to pieces!"

The furious roars echoed through the rainforest, making one's eardrums ache.

Christina had learned her lesson this time, turning to look at Sing Sing with an unmistakable meaning.

Ta-da!

Sing Sing pulled a frosted plastic spray bottle out of the Mini Dimensional Box.

The bottle has a line of cursive script written on it in black ink:

Da Vinci invented: Full-Spectrum Beast-Attracting Floral Water (for summer wilderness survival and luring enemies).

Christina stared blankly at the broken plastic bottle.

"Attracting floral water? People are trying to avoid wild beasts, why would you carry around something to attract them?!"

"Young people's thinking is too narrow."

Sing Sing Chow turned on the spray nozzle and sprayed it twice stylishly at the collar and cuffs of his black suit.

"It's better to take the initiative than to be passively attacked. If we draw all the hatred to ourselves, wouldn't our comrades around us be safe?"

As the spray dispersed, a strange smell filled the surroundings.

It smells like a strong, pungent mixture of cumin and chili powder, along with a strange odor from cheap artificial flavorings and wine.

For Bloodlust bio-engineered beasts, this flavor is like a deadly stimulant injected into their very soul.

Roar--!

The largest Liger in the very center kicked off the mud with its hind legs and pounced straight at Sing Sing.

Immediately afterwards, the other two Liger on both sides also pounced out.

Claws grazed the hem of his clothes, and Old Zhou's figure flickered uncertainly between the intertwined claw shadows of the three giant beasts.

"Hmm... the bone hardening process has been quite a struggle, but the joint spaces, in order to maintain flexibility, are completely covered by a layer of keratin!"

With the Pig Butchering Knife drawn, Sing Sing leaped and flipped through the air on the back of the giant beast, the Pig Butchering Knife slicing into the cartilage gap of the first cervical vertebra, the tip of the blade twisting in the process.

"This is the chuck cut; it's lean and perfect for making dumplings."

Pfft!

The ligament was severed.

Immediately afterwards, Old Zhou twisted his waist and flipped to the side in mid-air, the back of his knife sliding down the forelimb of the second attacking beast.

"The foreleg tendon has too much fascia, it gets stuck in your teeth when you chew it... It needs to be simmered in a clay pot over low heat for four hours to become tender."

The Blade cuts along the bone, showcasing the ultimate level of knife skills, akin to that of the Cook Ding Cuts Up an Ox.

Each time the Pig Butchering Knife is extended, it gently pushes along the natural texture of the ingredients.

The sound of a sharp blade slicing through fascia was even as pleasant as tearing fine silk.

"As for this piece... tsk tsk, a premium pork belly, perfectly marbled with fat and lean meat."

"Those guys at Silver Peak who do biochemical experiments might not be good at anything else, but they certainly invest a lot in feed formulation..."

With a final, casual remark, Sing Sing landed lightly on the rock.

Clatter

The Pig Butchering Knife slid smoothly into the scabbard at his waist.

Sing Sing raised his hand to press down the brim of his hat, and then smoothed out the wrinkles on his suit vest.

Thump!

At this moment, the three menacing Liger crashed to the ground.

Christina's eyes widened instinctively, staring intently at the scene before her, unable to come to her senses for a long time.

The three animal bodies slid cleanly away from the ground the instant they touched the ground, following the already severed bone gaps!

Snap! Splash!

Bones are bones, and flesh is flesh.

The thick ribs were neatly arranged on the left, while the tenderloin, with the tendons and membranes removed, was piled squarely in the center. The four thigh bones were also peeled clean and neatly arranged into three long strips of meat counter!

Christina stood frozen in place, having spent years as Mutants struggling underground.

It's not uncommon for superpowers to tear enemies apart.

However, disassembling the three-headed chimera on the spot into finely processed, aged, chilled meat from a farmers' market...

"You're making a fuss over nothing."

Sing Sing took out a lighter, lit a cigarette, and took a big drag.

Smoke slowly rose in the damp air. He examined the chunks of meat on the ground through his sunglasses, shaking his head repeatedly.

"The illegal research institutions of today are morally corrupt and have absolutely no concept of the rule of law."

"What level of protection are tigers and lions? The State Forestry Administration issues official documents every year, repeatedly emphasizing the strict prohibition against hunting, killing, and consuming rare and endangered wild animals!"

"What's wrong with them? They're randomly inserting Mutant Genes into protected animals. If this happened where we were, they'd be locked up for life!"

While Old Zhou was righteously and sternly condemning the capitalists' illegal actions, his hands were never idle.

He skillfully opened the mini- Dimension Box and pulled out an extra-large plastic bag labeled "Red Star Fresh Cold Chain Special".

With a flick of the knife, the piece of tenderloin, weighing several dozen kilograms and with fine texture, went into the bag.

Since we're already here, we can't just waste the fruits of our labor, can we?

This tenderloin is firm with evenly distributed fat. Take it back and give it to Fatty Hong to make braised pork; it will be absolutely delicious!

The surveillance cameras, hidden among the branches of the man-made giant tree dozens of meters high, transmitted all of this back to the top of the tower.

"Bastard! You son of a bitch! You yellow-skinned butcher!!"

The commander was furious. He grabbed the tablet from the table and slammed it onto the control panel in front of him.

"That's a chimera prototype worth twenty million dollars! Not a pork stall at a farmers' market!!"

The commander yelled hoarsely into the communicator:

"Activate the emergency protocol! Forcefully awaken all hibernation pods!"

"Clone army! Release all clones with combat capabilities!"

A yellow emergency alert was issued for the artificial canopy above the rainforest.

Click!

A folding suspended ladder slowly descended from overhead.

Directly above the stairwell, the air pressure valve leading to the third floor suddenly opened, revealing the space behind it.

Sing Sing exhaled a smoke ring and waved to the girl behind him who was still in a daze:

"Let's go, young comrade. Look at the sign; this building isn't finished yet. We still have to climb up."

Christina swallowed hard, suppressing her shock, and quickly followed after him.