189: Chapter 189: Desperate Assembly Line
...Amidst the spatial distortion, Lin Mo was already in a dark, damp cell.
The ground was covered with rotting straw, the walls were riddled with mold, and faint groans of pain could be heard from beyond the iron bars.
In the corner, several dying Undead slaves huddled.
"Your right pinky finger is broken, weapon damage with both hands is reduced by 30%, and you will continuously be in a state of pain, reducing your mental power by 10%."
"Is this the legendary 'Calamitous Start'?"
"Or is it a 'Laborer's Game'?"
"A Laborer's Game is good. I used to be a laborer, bullied by this dog of a boss and that dog of a supervisor. Now, if anyone dares to provoke me again, I can finally vent my anger and kill them all."
A dark golden glow emanated from Lin Mo's fingertips, and the Light of Gods and Demons enveloped his right hand.
+265 trillion.
The broken pinky finger instantly healed as new, and all negative statuses vanished into thin air.
"Such a minor injury, does it even deserve to be called a debuff?" He sneered.
Looking around, this place was dark and damp, likely part of a dungeon.
"Main Quest Activated: Kill the Undead Emperor."
"Main Quest Not Yet Activated."
Lin Mo: "???"
What's going on?
Since I chose the Undead faction, shouldn't I be occupying human or Living race territory?
Why is there an internal conflict storyline?
"Daily Quest Activated: Go to Work."
"Quest Description: Begin your new day of slaughter tasks: cleaning, butchering meat, and contributing to the upper echelons."
"Quest Reward: 500 Experience."
Lin Mo frowned. 500 experience points?
This isn't how you send off a beggar.
And he had to deal with corpses, which was dirty and disgusting.
However, he had just entered the dungeon and had no information.
He decided to follow the quests step by step and see what happened.
At the same time, all cell doors opened.
The weak Undead who could move slowly crawled up one by one.
They lined up and moved forward in sequence...
"Oh, oh, I'm almost dead from the pain. Can I at least get a basic blood healing potion?"
A half-rotted ghoul begged the overseer in charge.
-18 trillion, Bloody Whip, Kill!
What he received in return was a whip that left a bloody afterimage.
The ghoul immediately fell to the ground, losing his life.
"Medicine? Do you lowly bones even deserve medicine?!"
The overseer cackled, brandishing his dripping bone whip, "I have plenty of whips here. Who else wants a taste?"
He kicked over the Undead he had just whipped to death and roared at the other slave laborers:
"Drag this trash away to feed the dogs! It'll save a meal of dog food!"
Two skeleton guards immediately dragged the corpse towards the kennels, the bone whip lashing the other slave laborers into a stumbling forward march.
Of course, these matters had nothing to do with Lin Mo.
Lin Mo didn't feel any empathy either.
After all, his true identity was human, and he had no connection to these Undead.
Nor did he have any sense of identity with them.
He was just thinking that this so-called slaughterhouse, providing delicacies to the Undead high-ups...
If he followed this path upwards, it seemed he could enter the palace and find the Undead Emperor.
He could just eliminate her.
Then, he could choose to inherit the throne or overthrow the nation and start anew.
Both were good options.
As he expected, after climbing five flights of stairs...
Everyone emerged from the dungeon.
They arrived at a huge blood pool, filled with many floating corpses.
There seemed to be human ones, and also some with pointy ears, like elves from anime, top-notch ones.
But now they were all cold corpses, swaying with the blood.
"Daily Quest Activated."
"(Part One) Quest Requirement: Cleanse 50 corpses. Current cleansed count: 0/50."
Lin Mo: "..."
What the heck? A daily quest for 500 experience points actually had several steps.
The Undead was truly a rip-off.
It was like burning newspapers at a grave, trying to fool ghosts.
As the others began to use bamboo poles to pick up corpses, a heavy voice boomed.
A corpulent Abomination, wielding two cleavers, its greasy intestines dangling from a tear in its belly, roared:
"Hurry up, all of you! If you delay the noble lords' dinner, I'll throw you all into the meat grinder!"
It kicked over a slow-moving slave laborer, its face, covered in rotting flesh, twisted into a hideous grimace.
"Slaughterhouse Cutter. Abomination."
"Race: Undead."
"Affiliation: Scourge Nation."
"Realm: Saint Sovereign."
"Strength: 19 trillion."
"Agility: 9.9 trillion."
"Spirit: 12 trillion."
"Health: 600 trillion."
"Skills: Mince Meat, Debone, Cut, Grind Meat, Gluttony, Sharp Teeth."
"Description: The overseer of the production line, known for its gluttony. It wants to taste everything delicious..."
"He's a glutton, but unfortunately, when it comes to eating, my Taotie is not picky."
Lin Mo couldn't help but shake his head... At this moment, as Lin Mo watched the Abomination, the Abomination was also watching him.
It saw Lin Mo's robust physique and powerful build.
His handsome appearance.
It couldn't help but drool. When a new, chewy ration arrived, wouldn't eating a bite make it fragrant for three days?
To summarize in one sentence, it was: "Brother, you smell so good."
Of course, it couldn't just go up and bite Lin Mo.
If it did, who would dare to work under him?
So.
The Abomination came before Lin Mo, its small eyes darting around, and it said viciously: "Others have already picked five corpses, and you're still standing here foolishly. You deserve to be punished!!!"
"The punishment: let me take a bite out of you!"
A large mouth rapidly chomped towards Lin Mo's handsome face.
-Invalid.
-33 trillion, Damage Reflected!
With a "clang," it took damage itself.
The Abomination felt like its teeth were about to shatter, but the other party hadn't suffered the slightest injury.
Instead, its body was flickering with light, appearing bright one moment and dim the next.
This was Lin Mo's Demonic God Shield, which granted invincibility for three seconds and reflected 100% of damage.
"You, why can't I bite you?"
The Abomination was stunned.
What was wrong with this guy?
It couldn't even bite him.
Lin Mo smiled.
"With so much meat, wouldn't it be a waste to let others eat it? Come out, Taotie!"
The next moment, Taotie emerged from Lin Mo's sea of consciousness.
"My Lord!"
"All the meat here is your Taotie feast."
"Really?"
Taotie's eyes lit up as she looked at the floating corpses filling the blood pool.
"Of course. Not only can you eat the dead ones, but you can also eat the living ones, like this fat guy in front of you."
The Abomination hadn't even figured out what was happening.
The Daughter of Taotie's tail opened into a giant mouth.
And swallowed the fat guy in one gulp.
"You have successfully killed 'Slaughterhouse Cutter. Abomination', gaining 300 billion experience."
The other Undead: "????"
"Oh my god! Ghosts are eating people! Run!"
The remaining Undead were clearly terrified.
They had always been the ones to eat slaves; when had slaves ever been able to eat people?
This was simply outrageous!