He quickly arrived near Slaughterhouse No. 8, and then sneaked into the changing room.
Originally, the protective clothing in the changing room was allocated according to the number of people.
However, because Zhou Bai and Field Director Liu raised their opinions a few days ago, a batch of new protective clothing was sent to the changing room.
At this time, there was still a row of old protective clothing hanging in the changing room.
Zhou Bai picked up one and put it on his body, completely covering his entire face.
Then he ran towards the director's room.
When they saw Zhou Bai put on protective clothing, the audience who had previously laughed at Zhou Bai for not knowing how to behave as a social animal suddenly realized.
——"Ox, it's still Baige Niu!"
——"It turns out that I am superficial!"
——"Brother Bai, take my knee!"
On the way, Zhou Bai conveniently pulled away a small cart.
When he arrived near the director's office, he stood on the cart and pushed it forward with his feet.
I entered in a different way and was still not punished by the rules.
It seems that the top-level logic of this rules and monster world is still very rigid.
Zhou Bai quietly summarized it in his mind, then slid the cart to the door of the director's office.
Then, Zhou Bai saw Director Liu sitting on the chair with a painful expression.
There was another wound on his arm.
Including the two that Zhou Bai just saw, Director Liu had a total of three wounds today.
It seems that his pollution level has become more and more serious.
Zhou Bai knew that now was not the time to think about this issue.
So he looked away and quickly said to Director Liu.
"Director Liu, this is bad. The pigs in slaughterhouse No. 8 can talk."
It turned out that Zhou Bai thought of other excuses to get Director Liu to allow him to enter the slaughterhouse No. 8.
However, after he read the newly obtained rules, he temporarily changed them.
Director Liu squinted his eyes when he heard Zhou Bai's words. Although he was gasping in pain, he still said, "Don't be nervous. You can go into the slaughterhouse No. 8 and kill those talking pigs, and you'll be fine."
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Zhou Bai got permission from Director Liu, turned around and paddled the cart away.
Then, he rushed towards Slaughterhouse No. 8.
When Zhou Bai passed the long corridor, he saw the red door again.
The red door appeared there, obviously waiting for Zhou Bai.
When Zhou Bai passed by, the people inside the door kept shouting in Zhou Bai's direction.
"Hey! Brother guard!"
"Hey! Big brother! Don't run so fast!"
"I feel you have the key on your body. Are you here to open the door for me?"
Zhou Bai didn't have time to pay attention to him, so he sped up and ran, leaving the man's voice calling him far behind his head.
Although Zhou Bai had the red key with him, he had no intention of opening the door for him now.
It's just to have an extra layer of self-defense just in case.
Finally, Zhou Bai arrived near Slaughterhouse No. 8.
In order to make himself look normal, he started to slow down and walk over while still some distance away from his destination.
Although the audience in the Daxia Kingdom's live broadcast room had been frightened by Zhou Bai many times, they still couldn't help but feel sorry for him after seeing Zhou Bai's series of actions.
Especially just now, Skov from the Great Mao Kingdom was bitten to death by butchers who suddenly went crazy.
Therefore, Zhou Bai became the only survivor of this copy.
Except for the Great Xia Kingdom, all other countries were affected by strange stories.
Therefore, even though they saw that Zhou Bai was well prepared, the audience was still worried about him when he was about to enter the slaughterhouse No. 8.
In the live broadcast, Zhou Bai had already opened the door of Slaughterhouse No. 8, and then quickly stepped in.
There are nearly ten butchers inside, all working hard.
No one noticed Zhou Bai's sudden appearance.
Hanging on the shelves in the slaughterhouse were several dead pigs that had been killed, cleaned, and were waiting to be cut up.
Zhou Bai stood next to the row of pigs and picked up a knife on the table.
I followed the butcher's technique and started cutting the dead pig in front of me.
He held down the pig's leg with his hand and then chopped it off with his knife.
Zhou Bai was so strong that he chopped off a big pig leg in just a few strokes.
When he was about to put the pig's legs on the basket next to him, when his hands touched the pig's trotters, he suddenly felt something wrong with the feel of the pig's trotters in his hands.
One, two, three, four, five.
This pig's trotter...why does it have 5 toes?
Zhou Bai was shocked and suddenly let go of his hand holding the pig's trotters.
Then he looked towards the pig's trotters.
I saw that the pig's trotter was very weird, like a shape between a human foot and a pig's trotter.
Zhou Bai suddenly thought of the severed palm in the trash can in the director's room.
Suddenly my heart trembled, and I couldn't hold the knife firmly in my hand.
There was a "clang" sound and it hit the table hard.
At this moment, Zhou Bai felt nearly ten eyes on him.
At this time, cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.
He lowered his head and refused to meet these eyes.
Instead, he continued to grab the dead pig and chop it into pieces with his knife.
Another pig leg separated from the body.
It wasn't until this series of actions was completed that Zhou Bai felt the eyes on him shift to other places.
Only then did he dare to relax.
However, now that I look at the room full of dead pigs, I have a different feeling.
In the waiting area, there were still a few pigs that had not been killed.
The first pig had just been bled, and then someone took the pig and shaved it.
Then, four more butchers went to the slaughtering area and brought another type of pig over.
The pig that was carried struggled desperately and made miserable screams one after another.
Zhou Bai listened to the voice and looked over.
But after just one glance, he froze on the spot.
Because the pig had a palm-sized red birthmark on its face.
The location of this birthmark is exactly the same as the one on my mother's.
Zhou Bai looked at the struggling pig and his eyes turned red unconsciously.
Fortunately, his protective clothing wrapped him tightly, and no one noticed his expression at this time.
On the pig-killing stage.
The butcher raised his knife high.
Then he scratched the pig's neck.
The pig with the red birthmark on his face looked in the direction of Zhou Bai at this time.
As the butcher's knife fell, a tear dropped.
Suddenly, the entire slaughterhouse No. 8 roared.
It was as if there was a lot of accumulated energy, and suddenly at this moment, it all started boiling.
Zhou Bai's eyes widened and he looked at the boiling energy.
Source of pollution!
He finally knew what the source of pollution in this slaughterhouse was!
But at the same time, the butcher who swung his knife also violated the fourth rule of Slaughterhouse No. 8.
[If the animal you killed sheds tears, please kill it again tomorrow.]
Zhou Bai, who was involved in this vortex, was also about to face danger!