"Obviously, it was deliberate."
Without spending much time, the three of them arrived at the food-processing factory called "Shiwei." It was not far from the school, only a few kilometers away.
Standing at the factory entrance, Jiang Qiao did not smell anything strange.
"Is it hidden?"
"There's supernatural interference here."
Don looked around, feeling as though he had entered a region filled with curtains. The factory grounds were spacious, and the view was fairly open, but his perception kept hitting walls everywhere and could not reach very far.
"That proves there's a problem."
Jiang Qiao's expression remained impassive, and a faint flicker of lightning flashed in his eyes.
With the obscure enhancement of the rules, the scene before him began to change. The factory was still a factory, and the operating equipment was still ordinary machinery.
But.
The workers on the assembly line, who had been wearing clean and tidy uniforms, abruptly became disgusting corpses covered in rot and mold, constantly dripping viscous Corpse Water.
Their movements were mechanical and repetitive, their expressions numb and focused.
Extremely serious.
"I see."
"This is a factory that uses corpses as workers."
Jiang Qiao observed carefully.
He discovered that not all the assembly-line workers were decayed corpses. Some were fresh corpses that had only just developed livor mortis, while a very small number were healthy living people.
Those living people were still normal.
But every corpse carried a curse.
The curses would spread to other things along with the sticky, disgusting fluid on their bodies.
That was where the school's corpse oil came from.
However, these curses were very faint. Ordinary people could not smell anything or detect anything unusual. After entering the body, they caused no problems in the short term. But with long-term accumulation, they would cause a person's body to