The shrill alarm startled not only the residents nearby but also Manager Dian and the others, who were enjoying themselves. They immediately realized something had happened at their Factory. Manager Dian's face changed dramatically. He hurriedly sent a Player to check on things, then rushed back with another.
By the time they returned, the Factory's Players were already fighting the Rebel Army's Players. The mutated Evolvers had been killed, and many workers had died or been injured as well. But none of that was the most urgent problem. The people being held beneath the Factory had escaped. Most of them were young men and women, and several boxes emitting a chill had been scattered across the ground.
Nearby armed aircraft and Surveillance Department officers had already received the news and were arriving from every direction. But that did nothing to ease Manager Dian's despair when he saw the boxes lying on the ground. Clutching his head, he shouted, "Quick! Quick! Put those boxes away and send them out..."
Before he could finish, several flashes of blade light sliced the boxes—and whatever was inside them—in half!
Fresh human organs spilled out of the boxes.
"People from the East District have never treated us in the West District like human beings! They built this Factory under the pretext of processing toys, but in reality they're harvesting the healthy internal organs of West District residents!" A masked Rebel Army member stood atop the Factory, pressing a Jammer that destroyed every aircraft overhead. As heavy objects crashed to the ground, he scattered countless leaflets. "Look at the prices printed here! This is how much the Factory earns from selling West District residents' organs!"
"We live in the worst places, eat the worst food, and get trampled into the mud and filth by people from