"The materials shipped in the last batch are not of high grade, and it will be very troublesome to make."
"This batch of sacrifices should be shipped away together with the previous batch. Otherwise, they won't last long."
Speak calmly.
Suspended in front of a huge meat pillar composed of his own tribe, a third-level peak alien species gave expressionless orders to his subordinates, then quickly circled around the meat pillar.
I saw that he seemed a little dissatisfied with the quality this time. He inserted it into the head of the alien species in the meat column, and with a bang, pulled out the alien species that had died at an unknown time.
The limp alien creature, with its limbs removed, lay limp on the ground like a flesh worm.
"Didn't I ask you to check it all the time?"
"This kind of dead material will contaminate other materials if mixed in."
A pool of pus was squeezed out of the torn-out flesh column. Under the high pressure, the missing area quickly recovered again.
Thousands of aliens squeezed into strips of meat opened their mouths. They were pressed in the pillars of flesh. At this moment, they could only look at this peak alien in pain, moaning as if begging for mercy.
However, looking at the distorted face of either young or old, male or female, this peak mutant just chuckled and whispered to himself.
"You should feel honored to be a sacrifice to the new world."
Chapter completed!