Squeak~
A police motorcycle stopped in the open space in front of the Fertilizer Processing Plant. Lu Bai took off his helmet and hung it on the rearview mirror.
"This is definitely the right address."
He swung off the bike and looked around.
The factory grounds had been abandoned.
A thick layer of dust covered the barrier at the security booth by the entrance. It clearly hadn't been raised in a long time, so there was little chance the factory was still in normal operation.
Remote, quiet, and rarely visited.
He wasn't surprised at all that the Parasitic Organisms had chosen a place like this, far from anywhere, as their base.
"So what happened here?"
Lu Bai muttered to himself as he walked into the factory.
Along the way, he spotted several bodies. The lumps of flesh on their necks were still posed to attack, even in death.
It didn't look like the work of Death Fighters.
Had the monsters turned on each other?
Realizing there were no points to be gained here, Lu Bai immediately considered turning around and leaving.
But...
Forget it.
He sent Xu Qiang a quick message asking him to bring some people, then decided to investigate anyway.
Following the clues provided by the bodies, he gradually approached a large warehouse.
There wasn't much noise coming from inside, but the broken roller door and the few Parasitic Organisms standing guard outside suggested that all his questions would be answered in there.
The fighting was over.
Blood covered the floor. Some of it had dried completely, turning a heavy, dark brown.
The vast warehouse was littered with severed limbs, but there were even more broken strips of flesh, scattered across the floor like harvested stalks of wheat.
The potbellied man stood with his hands behind his