novelraw Chapter 1374 694: Next
Chapter 1374 694: Next
In the silent clinic, only the sound of rapid breathing could be heard. The pale light shone down, piercing into the pair of eyes that were constantly dilating and contracting.
The person strapped in the chair mumbled indistinctly, struggling with all their might.
The nailed-down chair creaked, echoing in the air that reeked of disinfectant, while the sound of pen against paper was unending.
"Relax, don't be nervous, open your mouth."
The doctor lifted the tongue depressor, tossed it into the trash can, and turned to the assistant: "Male, adult, healthy, A grade, label it with a yellow tag. Next."
The assistant kept their head down while recording, and behind the chair, another person lifted their hand, skillfully pressing the injection gun to the 'patient's' neck and pulling the trigger.
Immediately, the struggling person went silent.
Then, amidst shrill screams, another person was dragged in and tied to the chair.
"Female, old, weak and short-lived, C... white tag, next."
"Female, young and beautiful, B grade, label it with a green tag..."
"This one is no good, under drugs, C grade..."
"This one is also no good, discard for processing."
"B grade, red tag... C grade, white tag... C, white tag... red tag..."
"Next!"
The injection gun's trigger was pulled again and again, operating like an assembly line. In the corridor, those moaning or numb individuals were pushed into the clinic one by one, and then pulled out one by one, pushed into different rooms.
Suddenly, a hair-raising cry and scream sounded.
And then, it abruptly stopped.
With a click, the opened door closed.
Only the creaking of the cart was heard, fully loaded with numerous sealed containers, leaving two intermittent bloody trails on the ground... extending towards the cold storage.
In the cages on both sides of the corridor, the anesthetized spoils of war were thrown into their designated places, not even able to make a sound.
Only vacant eyes widened, staring blankly at the pale light overhead.
In the dead silent lower levels, there wasn't even the sound of speech or whispering, and within the buzzing noise of equipment, the faint sound of sobbing seemed to eternally echo.
Efficient classification and slaughter continued, with faint cheers and commotion coming from the top deck.
Mingled with shouts and curses.
Like two different worlds.
"What's this?"
On the top deck of the Ivory, the wailing abruptly stopped, and the raised golf club paused in mid-air.
Renut stepped on the faint human shadow beneath him, looking back in confusion, frowning: "Wasn't it a big haul? I've turned in more numbers than last time!"
"The quantity is fine, but the loss rate of your product here is too high, a six-point drop compared to the previous period."
A middle-aged man who appeared like a doctor smiled obsequiously, reminding: "The Second Master hopes you can pay more attention. After all, they're for selling, and paying to reshape them is an investment. Moreover, some customers just like them natural, we have to try to meet those demands."
"Damn it all!"
Renut laughed, swinging the club vigorously.
With a whooshing sound, the screams erupted and disappeared amidst cheers from many subordinates. The human head golf flew, wrapped in blood, soared and tumbled, landing in the circular buoy on the sea.
Immediately, another wave of commotion and shouting ensued.
"Haha, did you see that? Did you see that, you idiots! None of you can beat me!"
Renut turned back, laughing wildly: "I'm still the winner!"
"..."
Next to him, the person who had just spoken stood dazed, their white coat stained with blood, stiffening.
"Again with these damn granularity grips, again with the damn cost-saving and efficiency-enhancing crap... I think he's just been made a fool at the Federation, bringing those screw tightening rules here, making unnecessary fuss."
Renut tossed the bent club into the hands of the person across, glanced at their stiff, bloodstained, and terrified expression, suddenly grinned, and reached out, patting their face:
"Wait till he's the head of the Sujano Family, then come talk to me."
Plop, a soft sound.
An eyeball that had fallen from the doctor's shoulder hit the ground, was crushed amidst panic, and immediately, another burst of laughter.
"Note that down, note that down, this one doesn't count as something I broke."
Renut grinned, waved, signaling for another person to come up, downed a shot of strong liquor, then grabbed a straw, inhaling deeply from the powder on the table, his body convulsing violently a few times, as if savoring a sweet delicacy, sighed softly, his gaze becoming blurred.
Amidst a chorus of boos, a flying head fell into the sea, the direction skewed.
"Not in good shape... I'm just too tired just now..."
The subordinate who missed tried to explain, only to be kicked aside by Renut: "If you can't do it, get out of the way, change, keep going! Damn it, my hand's warmed up! Watch as I beat all you fools!"
He grabbed a new golf club again, assumed his position, grinning, raised his hand, and heard the originally intense and high music abruptly cut off.
Silence came suddenly.
A swarthy, burly man pushed aside the obstructing people, stepping forward: "General, there's a ship up ahead, something's wrong."
"Oh?"
Renut was slightly taken aback, then grinned: "Have we run into colleagues? I knew it, my hand's hot, I can grab one more! Everyone, get ready!"
With a muffled pop, he ruthlessly stomped the now valueless 'ball' to pieces.