"Lao San, are your breeding pigs and old sows still able to survive? You've only given birth to so few piglets this year?"
"Boss, if you think it's too young, don't even mention it and leave."
"Ah, if you don't mention the piglets and raise them, how can you kill them and sell them for meat?"
"..."
Two voices came into Chen Yang's ears from far to near.
Then the whole world became clear.
Chen Yang had heard it before and didn't think anything of it. Wasn't it just an ordinary conversation?
Ordinary farmers, even some who specialize in killing pigs and selling meat, do not raise old sows and breeding pigs. That is the responsibility of specialized pig farms.
Every year, I go to the pig farm to pick up some piglets and raise them for a year and a half. When they are fat, they kill them for meat and then sell the meat.
But as the picture became clearer, Chen Yang seemed to be floating in mid-air, looking down from a condescending perspective. When his eyes fell on the owners of the two voices, his expression suddenly changed.
Fat head, big ears, tall nose, fangs sticking out from the lips...
The eldest and third youngest who spoke were clearly two pigs, one black and one white.
It's just that these two pigs walked upright, with their shoulders hunched over their backs, and they looked like humans. They were even dressed in coarse cloth and covered their heads. They looked like two fat men, but you couldn't tell they were squeaking pigs.
"Don't they know they are pigs?"
"Or does this fantasy want to create some heavy flavor for me to see?"
Chen Yang's curiosity was really aroused.
But it made no difference whether his curiosity was aroused or not.
He is now like a transparent human-shaped kite, pulled by the kite rope, floating behind the two pigmen.
As long as Chen Yang doesn't want to struggle, but just goes with the flow, then in this illusion he can do nothing but watch.
It's all an illusion. Chen Yang is here, so naturally he wants to see what the Zhu family wants to do?
He just followed the two pigmen to the pig farm.
Pigman is the nickname Chen Yang gave to the two pigs when he was bored.
Pigs become humans and are called pig people.
The third pigman picked up the pig grass that had been cut long ago and poured it into the trough. He was still muttering: "Boss, look at how well I raise these pigs. They are all in good health and can eat."
It can grow meat.”
Following his words, a group of little things on all fours swarmed over, eating head to head, making pig noises from time to time.
The boss and the third pigman were chatting and picking on the piglets.
Chen Yang floated behind. Ever since he saw the situation in the pig pen, his face was as dark as water.
In the pigsty, dozens of human children were naked and so dirty that they couldn't tell whether they were male or female. They were crawling around on all fours like babies, and they could only make unconscious sounds from their mouths.
You squeeze me for a bite of pigweed.
"Human pig?"
Chen Yang snorted coldly, somewhat understanding the chill of this illusion and what the Zhu family was behind the illusion.
If a person behaves like a pig, he is called a human pig.
These people are obviously the "pigs" raised by the pig people.
Chen Yang suddenly came to his senses.
It's not that the two pigs don't know they are pigs, it's that in this illusion, the meanings of humans and pigs are completely opposite.
The situation of humans and pigs is also reversed.
Pigs are the protagonists of this fantasy. They have their own civilization and their main source of meat is humans.
People are reduced to pigs in this fantasy world, and some adjustments have probably been made to them. They can grow from babies to adults in one year, and become fat and obese people who can be killed by pigs.
Chen Yang did not leave this illusion directly because of his anger. Instead, he calmed down and saw everything that happened next.
He saw:
Each of the little human pigs was taken out and stabbed below when they were very young.
The pig man who performed the cut was still chatting, saying that without the cut, the pork would have had an unpleasant smell and the meat would not grow quickly and not much.