The Zhu Nuo Family did not manage these people very strictly. Perhaps they believed that after being affected by the environment, these people had lost even their last bit of value. Their attitude toward them amounted to nothing more than giving them enough food to stay alive and work.
Xu Huo had not been sitting near the factory for long when a burly man came over and sat across from him without asking. Slapping a hand onto the table, he said, "Friend, you've been hanging around the factory for quite a while. There aren't any dungeons nearby, so if you have no business here, leave early."
Xu Huo set down his teacup. "You're not me. How do you know I have no business here?"
The burly man smiled. "This is Zhu Nuo Family territory. I don't care whether you have business here or not. If I tell you to leave, you leave."
Xu Huo looked up at him. "But what if I don't want to?"
The burly man's smile faded, and his expression darkened. Pointing toward the factory, he said, "Then you can go keep the people inside company. You can never have too many consumables."
As soon as the words left his mouth, he abruptly sprang backward. At the same time, an invisible force swept toward Xu Huo. Yet it had no effect at all. The man seated at the table did not even twitch a brow, maintaining the same posture as he raised his teacup again.
Players closed in from all sides, hurling abilities, props, and instruments at him, intending to seize the initiative and end the fight swiftly.
They were in the middle of a city, with Zhu Nuo Family property beside them, so they had not brought weapons capable of widespread destruction. Instead, they mostly used