MTL - After the Global Evolution, I Stand at the Top of the Food Chain-Chapter 66 066

66/seven streams

Almost immediately after sending the order, Lu Yan felt that the surrounding air had become a lot colder.

A fly landed on Lu Yan's shoulder and rubbed his hands excitedly.

Having lived here for nearly a week, Lu Yan has almost gotten used to these pervasive ugly things.

He took out the insecticide in his pocket and sprayed it twice.

Not only did the flies not die, but I even felt that this watermelon-flavored insecticide was very suitable for summer. It was very refreshing. I opened my mouth and took two more puffs.

But because they felt Lu Yan's dislike, they still flew buzzing.

The system said: [These flies, ‌The eyes used by the slaughterhouse to monitor. ]

"‌‌‌?"

[‌'s. ]

Lu Yan held an umbrella and turned back.

Now take a rest, and the streets are full of people.

Shannan is a big pork province, and X city is also the provincial capital of Shannan. In this way, even in the business district, you can see several pork shops that have been passed down for hundreds of years.

Butchers with big arms and round waists were standing in front of the shop in their aprons and undershirts, and a half-cut pig was hung on a barb without a head.

This kind of store usually has a pig farm with a stable supply source, and comes to the city center to find some traffic.

The smell of blood lingering on the tip of Lu Yan's nose gradually intensified.

The old man said that the smell of pig blood and blood is not much different.

On the street, there are traces of blood residue at the sewer mouth, which was diluted by the rain. The citizens of X City seem to have become accustomed to it, and they don't take a look when they pass by.

Lu Yan was about to say that the citizens of X City are really big-hearted, but he accidentally stepped on a small ball that rolled out of an alley.

He lowered his head and found that there was actually an eyeball.

[Wow, it will explode. ]

Lu Yan glanced into the alley, and it was clear that it was dark inside, and a loud noise could be heard.

[The period of time between signing the order and completing the order. Your star customer at the slaughterhouse. ]

[The butchers understand that the customer comes first, but the butcher who took the order seems to have some doubts. You may or may not go. ]

In the Apocalypse Forum, the slaughterhouse has always been a high-risk pollution area, and the information given is pitiful.

Even after more than ten years, we only know that it is in a certain location in X City, and the pollutants can be ordered to the slaughterhouse through the mailbox. I have no idea what the situation is.

For the Apocalypse who entered the slaughterhouse, none of them came back alive.

Lu Yan thought for a moment: "‌I'm gone, can I still come out?"

[Of course, you are customers, but not hogs. But you are too sweet and soft, my darling. I'm really afraid that you will be slaughtered by those butchers as a pig. ]

[If you have to go, I suggest you show the king fish. The breath on it can cover up your origins. ]

Lu Yan nodded slightly.

Holding a red umbrella, he walked into the alley.

The fish scales slowly emerged from under the skin, and since the last time the fish tail grew, the area covered by the scales on his body has become larger and larger.

The king fish stuck out his tongue and helped him hold an umbrella.

Lu Yan saw his own reflection in the puddle. He was still wearing a mask, and his fingertips became strangely curved and elongated. Ears, fins grow out. The pupils in the eyes are inorganic silver.

The alleys are filled with bluestone bricks and covered with moss. Under the weak sunlight, three distorted blood-red characters appeared: "Pork Alley".

These three characters are complex, and the first "pig" is written as "hogger".

[High school Chinese. hog: pig. Interviewer: What kind of ‌. ]

Lu Yan glanced at it quietly, because the distance between the hog and the people was too far, and he was a little unsure whether it was a "pork alley" or a "hog alley".

Passing through this dark alley, the scene in front of me suddenly became brighter.

Just like the vegetable market, the pork stalls on both sides are lined up one after the other. Many butchers still have tragic heads on their cutting boards.

Strange-shaped pollutants shuttled through it. Some are like a mass of mucus; some are wrapped in black robes, and their hands are bare bones; some are not at all, their necks and heads are separated, and a mass of plant stems and leaves grows from the trachea. , where the head should have been, was carrying a huge rose.

Compared to Lu Yan's appearance, it was quite normal. But such pollutants are not uncommon.

The fish scales concealed his breath very well.

Lu Yan's nose only had a strong stench. ‌The long-standing smell of blood.

There is very little noise here except for the sound of bones being chopped with a machete.

Even the sound of flies that had been around my ears disappeared.

[Be careful. ]

The system is muted.

Although the system is not very serious most of the time, it is always very serious at critical moments.

Lu Yan can understand, after all, he is a doctor.

When they were laughing and laughing in the operating room, when the chief surgeon made frequent quotes, and the assistant doctor appeared in a hurry, the disease would probably never die.

On the contrary, the doctor in charge of the operation had a serious face, and the medical and nursing staff were cautious and soft-spoken when they went out.

He let the king fish hold an umbrella and swim between the butcher shops like a regular customer.

Probably because his heart was already prepared, Lu Yan's expression didn't change much.

There is no doubt that the "meat pigs" here are occasionally aberrations that have not been completed and become pollutants.

Usually, like a buy-one-get-one-free gift, they use iron chains to pass through the chest, one by one, tied to the side of the pork shop, and it is impossible to see whether they are alive or dead.

These butchers are not all the same.

Standing on the outermost side, the number of butchers selling meat with their burdens is the largest.

They had a circle of kraft paper around their waists, they were naked, and they wore a large, pointed, triangular hat that covered their heads tightly.

The white caps have no holes, and they don't know what they rely on to see.

Lu Yan wasn't even sure if there was a head under this hat.

[This lowest-level meat butcher can't speak. ] System introduction.

[Pollution value 1000 to 1500. ]

[There is a difference in talent. ]

[Direction of lesions: insanity, blood thirst. ]

A contaminant with bunny ears stepped forward: "I'm going to buy a pig."

The meat butcher glanced at it, held the scythe at his hand, lifted the rabbit's ear, waved his hand, and the rabbit's ear was cut off.

The little rabbit kicked his legs with tears in his eyes: "You big profiteer! Other bosses only need one ear!"

The meat butcher turned a deaf ear, and threw a fat man with a full layer of fat from the meat load and smashed it to the ground.

This meat pig has been disemboweled and preliminarily processed. His brain was dug out and soaked in blood. If he wanted to buy it, he would have to pay more.

The large intestine, heart and other pigs have been sent to the high-precision processing factory in the slaughterhouse. These things can make a pile of meat puree that I don't know what to do. Anyway, I have always bought it, which is more cost-effective than selling it.

The butcher also grabbed a deformed man next to him, raised his thigh, and struck with a knife. The leg was chopped straight off, and hit the ground together.

The distortion strung on the chain let out a scream.

The little rabbit stepped forward and took a bite of the pork loin. Its fluffy and cute bunny mouth was split to the point of exaggeration, and red blood was smeared on the rabbit fur.

It felt that the quality of today's hogs was good, and even the broken ears didn't hurt so much. He put on a plaid beret and dragged the hogs away.

Lu Yan moved forward, and the pork market environment in the neighborhood looked much cleaner.

The various parts of the meat pigs are cut off and placed in different categories. The thighs hung on the upper shelf, very fresh, and some were dripping with blood. In addition to adult hogs, small pigs are also sold.

The butchers here are stocky, with metal utensils on their faces. There is a layer of lustrous grease hanging on the blocky muscles, and the thick snake tail descends from the waist, which is close to 3 meters when standing up.

Snake tail butchers have narrow waists but have a strong sense of strength, and they feel that the waists of male dogs can be seen in the film.

"Guest, you have the smell of the ocean on you." The snake tail butcher couldn't help attracting the guests, sticking out his slender tongue, "Does it come from the sea? X City is inland, and there are very few guests in the sea. See you. I can sell it to you cheaper."

When he spoke, Snake Tail Butcher bent down slightly, and the torture instrument hanging on his body rattled.

The butchers here have no prices, and there doesn't seem to be a market surveillance organization. ‌Look at the willingness of the stall owner.

Lu Yan did not dare to buy things in such a black market.

[Snaketail Butcher, pollution value 3000 to 4000. ]

[Direction of lesions: python ‌, blood thirst]

Lu Yan was in a daze for a long time in front of the meat stall.

The system asks: [What are you thinking about? ]

Lu Yan: "I'm thinking that Zhou Qiming will go crazy if he sees these butchers."

Although I can't see my face clearly, I feel like a handsome guy.

System: […you don’t need to push it to Zhou Qiming. ]

Lu Yan didn't answer Snake Tail Butcher's words, he held an umbrella and continued to walk forward.

Wang Yu held the umbrella for him with his tongue. After holding it for a long time, he was already a little tired and twisted like a baby.

The old man said that a red strip of meat twisted and twisted in the air, which was very spiritual pollution.

It can't speak, but after living together for so long, Lu Yan knows what it wants to do with his tongue up.

‌‌, Lu Yan took the umbrella.

The next second, where he couldn't see, a mouth cracked open on Lu Yan's neck.

The long tongue, like a frog's tongue, wrapped around a red fly and swallowed it.

After chewing on this mouth, Lu Yan stretched out his hand to touch it, and felt the blood of his hand on his neck.

"Don't eat indiscriminately, what to do with diarrhea." Lu Yan said.

The king fish licked his palm with his tongue.

The Snake Tail Butcher withdrew his gaze with some regret.

In this pork alley, the most arrogant person is probably the pig head butcher who has a shop on the side of the street.

At this time, only one of the ten stores opened.

The only boss who opened the door was sitting in front of the shop sharpening his knife.

He has a pig's head, and the apron he wears has been soaked with blood from different periods of time. A bizarre butcher knife hangs from his waist. There are machetes, saws, and three rusted anchor hooks hanging from the other waist.

The number of customers here is even less.

The pork butcher looked at Lu Yan, his fangs were pointing to the sky, and his eyes were glowing with green light.

[Pigface Butcher, pollution value 7700. ]

[talent: bloodthirsty base, giant strength]

[Lesion direction: pseudo‌‌, blood thirst]

[It used to be a Sanjiang white pig bought from a pig farm, and was castrated when he was very young in order to make the meat fat and delicious. As a smart pig, it always eats the least and hides the deepest. Having lived on the pig farm for many years, it has excellent pig raising and killing techniques. ]

[So, when it stood up, it was killed by the breeder. Avenged the death of his comrades. ]

[Unfortunately, this pig had the opportunity to become the boss of the slaughterhouse in X City, but it couldn't beat the woman. ]

The pig's head butcher's back is an iron cage.

The hogs are locked in the house, and the living Apocalypse, but most of them are dying.

[The Apocalypse comes at a high price, and few ‌ buy. So for a meat pig, butchers may keep it for a long time before it can be sold. ]

[However, the ones sold here are basically the apocalypse with a low spiritual power threshold. The Apocalypse with a high spiritual power threshold is a good source of supply, and the owner of the slaughterhouse and her friends like it very much. ]

The fat on the butcher's head trembled.

Lu Yan said to the system: "I really like eating pork, this is the only pig that makes me feel like I have no appetite."

While he was complaining to the system, the butcher who sharpened his knife and hooped stood up. The pig-headed butcher is very tall, with a ring on his nose, and the **** aura on his body is extremely thick.

"It came pretty fast, so you asked me to place an order?" the butcher asked.

Saying that, it took out a crumpled medical record from its apron pocket.

"What did you write?" the pig head butcher asked, his expression gloomy and terrifying, speaking in Mandarin with a strong local accent, "Read it to me, I can't understand it."