Mu Rufeng walked alone into the slaughterhouse.
The room was sealed off, its door made of heavy iron. Clearly, it must be incredibly sturdy.
On one of the walls, there was a large glass window through which one could see outside.
Aside from the glass, whether it be the door, the walls, or even the floor, all were marked with deep scratches or bite marks.
It was evident that this glass was either frequently replaced or extremely tough.
What caught Mu Rufeng's attention was the unusual cleanliness of the slaughterhouse. There wasn't even a hint of a strange odor.
Mu Rufeng didn't bother to ponder it, as there were only three minutes left before work began.
He started to wander around the slaughterhouse.
The layout of the slaughterhouse was quite intriguing.
With his back to the main entrance, Mu Rufeng looked to his right, about seven or eight meters away, there was a one-meter-wide colossal hole.
Within the hole was a conveyor belt, obscured by a black curtain.
