Zhou Yun had visited this stomach-churning factory before, but the scene she saw then was completely different from what was before her now.
Last time, Zhou Yun had pretended to be a tourist who got lost and came to ask for directions, and she entered through the main gate. Inside the factory workshop, despite the stifling and putrid air, at least the animal carcasses and rotten flesh were sorted into different pools for processing. There were many workers constantly cleaning and moving things around; it was nauseating to look at, but compared to the current situation, it was like comparing a witch to a great devil.
"Ugh..."
She really couldn't help it; Zhou Yun couldn't bear to look at everything inside the workshop any longer, she felt like she was about to vomit out the contents of her stomach.
