A summit meeting was being held inside Northern Biopharmaceutical.
Slightly farther out, the core forces of the various factions were also probing one another. Zhou Zhi knew that the reason people like Xue Yihan had been allowed in for exchanges was because the Xue Clan wanted to obtain something from the other factions.
Mill's Plague-Slaying Blade production procedures, Ancient's Plague Extermination Art, and the Ten Thousand Limbs Sect's human research manuals and medicinal-human resources.
Of these, the Ten Thousand Limbs Sect, an underground faction that had once been obscure, was actually the most important to the northern families.
The reason was simple.
Refining Elixirs and developing new medicines required more than just lab rats. They also required... [volunteers].
Medicines were updated at a dizzying pace, and there clearly might not be enough volunteers. That was where the Ten Thousand Limbs Sect came in handy.
Zhou Zhi clenched his fist. Instead of looking at the ancient female Plague Exterminator on the ground, he turned toward the Ten Thousand Limbs Sect faction amid a sea of astonished stares.
At their head stood a strange man wearing half a skullcap on his head. He was gaunt and over two meters tall, practically as thin as a bamboo pole.
Whenever he moved, the joints in his body crackled.
Beside him stood an equally tall, emaciated woman holding a long-handled scythe, watching Zhou Zhi with a sinister, strange look in her eyes.
"Those two are Protectors of the Ten Thousand Limbs Sect."
"[Prison Warden] Yang Zhi and [Ripper] Cheng Lian."
"They are a married couple. They used to belong to the Vacuum Theocracy, but fled after committing a massacre there. Now, they oversee the Ten Thousand Limbs Sect's [Organ Transplant] division in the northern underground world."
Twenty-Three said, "Minor characters."
They really were minor characters.