Factory Graves, the name of Messer City residents for an area in the south of the Bronx District, which used to be a gathering place for a large number of heavily polluting factories such as steel and coal burning.
Later, because of the Great Depression and endless accidents, the factory owners here fled on a large scale, leaving "empty shells" one by one.
The most serious and the last incident was a brave reporter who sneaked into this place risking his life and exposed that all the factories here secretly discharged sewage into the Meser River, resulting in the accidental death of at least thousands of citizens for more than ten years.
In addition, the health of the remaining citizens is also at stake.
That report led to the birth of "Grave".
At the same time, Messer City gave birth to the first reporter who won the highest federal journalism award, although the reporter was killed not long after.
Years after the big event, this place has long been covered with dust and has no reputation.
In the middle of the night, there's a genuinely tomb-like atmosphere here.
And recently, due to some mysterious reasons, this place has become a forbidden area.
Homeless people who have nowhere to stay will not risk their lives to come here.
Today, the scene on a dark street seems to be confirming the horror here.
rustle!
What suddenly sounded was the sound of a heavy flesh and blood being rubbing against the dusty road.
The cold moonlight with a hint of purple halo shone down, and four silent, tall figures were walking forward step by step. Their steps seemed to be specially trained, and they were completely consistent, which looked both harmonious and weird.
Four bald men in suits and masks, each holding a hook and lock, dragged a huge monster towards the deepest part of the "grave".
That big thing was an extremely disgusting corpse.
It seems that after the death of a giant, it has been fermented for a long time, forming an even more terrifying "view of giants".
It has a human-like appearance, but its skin is covered with gray-black spots, and pus-like blood flowing under the skin can be faintly seen. It is comparable to the stench of a garbage dump, forming wisps of green smoke, curling up.
One of the urban legends of Messer City, the "stinky giant" who once prevailed for a while, like the dog-masked man in Brown.
In the legend, it is a man who suffered from gigantism since he was a child. He was abandoned by his family and could only feed on the garbage in the garbage dump. In the end, due to various pollution and decay, he turned into a terrible giant with a foul smell all over his body.
Originally, it was just an urban legend.
But perhaps because of the return of the spirit wave, it became a reality.
It is then captured by four "polluters".
The stench, which is enough to suffocate a person alive, seems to have no effect on the polluter.
While the stinking giant looks rotting for years, it's actually very fresh.
Death, not more than a few minutes.
Perhaps because of foraging in garbage dumps since childhood, its vitality is surprisingly tenacious.
Until just now, it lost the last bit of vitality.
A wisp of resentment is rising from its incomparably foul-smelling, rotting body.
What initially appeared to be an unusually tall boy then began to swell rapidly.
In the end, it turned into an extremely disgusting giant. It roared habitually and spit out poisonous gas that could cause plague, but found that it couldn't make any movement.
As soon as it lowered its head, it happened to see its own corpse, and immediately fell into an unbelievable sluggishness.
Before it could accept the fact that it was dead, in the dark night sky, a hand wrapped in smoke silently landed on top of its head.
call!
A little red light instantly turned it into fly ash.
rustle!
In the dark streets below, the polluters marched on.
…
"hum"
On the side of the street, in an abandoned factory, a puff of smoke poured in, and finally turned into a solid figure.
Tang Qi's steps appeared a little heavy. At this time, his state seemed a little weird, as if he had been doing some strenuous exercise, his breathing was a little short, and his heartbeat exceeded the normal frequency.
To put it simply, he was a bit overwhelmed at the moment.
"How many times is this?"
"Although the appearance is too bad, the fuel supplied exceeds any previous one, and it is already a little close to the limit tonight."
Tang Qi stood where he was, silently recalling the previous gains one by one.
For hours he had lingered in the factory tomb, transforming himself into the most industrious and cautious shadow.
Strictly follow the perceived safety boundaries, travel in the night sky, and easily pick up fuel from those fresh corpses.
Occasionally, once or twice, I was almost discovered.
It's just that Tang Qi gave up decisively every time.
Anyway, these polluters keep coming from all over the place, and the unowned fuel is unprecedentedly sufficient, so there is no need for him to be greedy.
Even so, Tang Qi is very close to the limit.
It should be noted that after obtaining the "Judgment", Tang Qi's progress in the furnace meditation method has exceeded 10%, which can make him feel close to the limit at this time, and one can imagine how much fuel he has filled into the furnace .
He had a hunch that after digesting all the fuel on this return trip, the progress of meditation would usher in another leap.
"But such a good day, I'm afraid it won't last too long. No matter when the polluters started this kind of action, it will definitely not be too far away. At least when I first set up traps to kill monsters, these The polluters never started."
"With their arresting efficiency, within a few days, there will not be many monsters with flesh and blood left in the entire city of Messer."
"I don't know how the people in the Castle Bureau will deal with it at that time?"
"And before that, this is my fuel replenishment place."
As thoughts flickered, Tang Qi felt the swelling in his mind, and instead of persisting, he turned around and planned to go to his small building.
Just at this time, because it is close to the early morning.
When Tang Qi got out of the factory and was about to leave in a fog, the atmosphere of the entire factory's grave changed.
The polluters who were walking slowly in the streets of various places seemed to have received some kind of signal. They all accelerated together, each dragging their results, and turned into phantoms, quickly passed the watchtower, and then got into the dark factory Inside.
Originally, the paint was weird, as if deliberately creating countless long and narrow "weird eyes" on the factory surface, suddenly a black light rippling, quickly covering the entire wall.
Soon, a dusty and extremely old factory appeared.
If the watchtower was not still there, it would look no different from the abandoned factories around it.
This scene actually explained why no one noticed the existence of this "dark factory", because it would change.
Tang Qi took a deep look at the factory for the last time, then turned and left without hesitation.
…
Boom!
Before the bulging feeling reached its peak, Tang Qi turned back to the campus, had no time to wash and change clothes, and went directly to the bedroom on the second floor, and sat down cross-legged on the carpet as usual.
"furnace!"
Silently uttering two words, Tang Qi closed his eyes and entered the state of cultivation.
His thoughts outlined the golden sun bit by bit, which was extremely brilliant and dazzling, burning up in the dark ruins.
The "fuel" picked up by Tang Qi not long ago reappeared at this moment, and then flickered past.
A stream of golden light spots flew towards the furnace he had turned into, some like a small stream, some like a small river, all coming together and turning into his spiritual power.
His meditation method is progressing rapidly.