The food processing factory couldn't afford to hire cultivators above Qi Transformation to act as security, so deploying these soldiers armed with guns was the best choice.
Noro Mai's expression was indifferent, her hand signs changing like smoke, as soldiers were forcibly dragged into a dream-induced stupor one after another.
Noro Mai, leading the people, charged directly into the food processing factory.
The scene that unfolded before everyone's eyes left all the ordinary people dumbstruck.
Inside the food processing factory, there was a deathly silence; mountains of materials were piled up in the warehouse, swarms of flies and maggots clambered over them, all emitting a rancid, rotting stench.
The production line machinery had been out of operation for days; there was no trace of the production line workers, only the occasional two or three employees on duty who, seeing the crowd enter, tried to step forward to drive them away.
"Go away! This is not a place for you!"
