Calamity of Tomorrow-Chapter 1027 - 1025: Pig Farm

Inside a pig farming and meat processing plant in West Mountain City.

In the pigsty, the chubby pigs snuffle around, either eating or sleeping.

In the chilling cold storage, pig carcasses hang one after another in neat rows, waiting to be transported out and processed into different meat products.

Since the twist in the Heavenly Dao, a large number of animals could not withstand the erosion of polluted spiritual energy and perished en masse; the animals humans still breed in the four major cities have become very scarce.

Moreover, to adapt to the twisted environment of the Heavenly Dao, these farmed animals also require long-term injections of different rune vaccines, along with special feed that is free from contamination, to prevent mutations.

As a result, after the twist in the Heavenly Dao, humanity's meat supply is far from what it used to be.

Four factory workers stand outside the cold storage, with displeased expressions on their faces.

A round-faced man sighs and says, "Why the sudden overtime? I still have to prepare for the Dao School exams."

Another middle-aged man, his face gloomy and body thin, says coldly, "There are a few more people mutating in the factory lately, we're short-handed, there's nothing we can do about the overtime."

A short-haired girl standing on the other side glances at the middle-aged man, feeling a subtle discomfort from him. She instinctively steps back a few steps and helplessly says, "If only those cultivators or immortals up there could spend some time improving the farms and factories. A single spell from them could equal a month's worth of our work, right?"

An older woman who has worked in the factory for years says, "They're all busy cultivating, where do they have time to care about what we eat?"

The short-haired girl can't help but say, "It used to be about fighting the Heavenly Demon, but ever since the last great battle, it's been almost a year since there was an invasion, right?"

The older woman responds, "The Heavenly Demon may not have invaded, but something happened over there in Central City. Don't you know? Central City was turned into ruins, and many people fled here, all settled in the west side of the city."

The round-faced young man nods quickly, "I heard about that too. It seems like a few hundred thousand people escaped over here, many of Central City's immortals died, and the city's food is running out."

The older woman sighs, "Lately, more and more people in the city are mutating. You know old Li from the gatehouse didn't show up yesterday, right? I heard he mutated too."

The three of them sighed deeply. Whether it was the news of more people mutating or the fall of Central City and the demise of the immortals, all the rumors made them feel uncertain about the future, as if humanity's future was becoming increasingly bleak.

After a while, a slightly balding and somewhat plump middle-aged man approached, the factory manager Wang Lu.

Wang Lu wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked apologetically at the four employees, "Lately, a few people in the factory have taken a temporary break. Sorry for the trouble, but we need you to work some extra hours..."

The older woman interrupted, "Manager! Don't bother lying to us, old Li and the others have all mutated, haven't they? These days... it's getting harder and harder for ordinary people to live..."

Listening to the older woman's cursing complaints, Wang Lu nodded helplessly, and after some reassurance, finally led the four of them toward the workshop to start the extended shift.

Unconsciously, the thin middle-aged man gradually lagged behind.

The short-haired girl, who had been observing him secretly due to the odd feeling, noticed this too. She watched his thin frame tremble continuously.

Then, to the short-haired girl's shock, two lumps of flesh began to grow and swell on either side of his head, until, with flesh splitting open, they transformed into two giant dog heads, snarling as they emerged from his shoulders.

Ah!

Amid the piercing screams, everyone turned to look at the mutating middle-aged man.

The short-haired girl, older woman, and round-faced young man screamed and tried to flee, but manager Wang Lu charged in with a roar, seemingly trying to buy time for their escape.

The sound of footsteps pattering echoed constantly as the three of them ran hastily past row after row of washed and hung pig meat, heading for the factory gate, while their ears occasionally caught howls and screams from behind, twisting their expressions in fear and contorting their faces.

The round-faced young man pushed the gate hard, but found it locked from the outside.

The young man said in panic, "Why is the gate locked?" 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

The older woman anxiously circled around, joining the young man in banging forcefully on the gate.

With loud banging sounds, the gate seemed unbreakably solid, unmoving.

Just then, the blood-covered manager caught up, panic-stricken at seeing the locked gate as well.

Listening to the increasingly close, wolf-like howling in the darkness, Wang Lu led the three of them, fleeing, in a panic, into a cold storage room, shutting the door behind them.

Girl: "What do we do now?"

The manager wiped his forehead and said, "I'll go out... to the office to activate the alarm. As soon as the cultivators arrive, that mutant is done for. You all block the door here with some stuff and wait for me to come back."

The three of them hid in the cold, scared and barely holding on.

Just as they grew increasingly desperate, thinking the manager had failed, a knock sounded on the door, and the manager's weak voice came through, "It's me, the mutant's dead, you all can open the door."

The round-faced young man opened the cold storage door excitedly, but as soon as the door opened, a giant iron hook had already pierced through his chin, lifting him into the air.

A large fat body holding an iron hook slowly walked in, uttering the manager's voice, "Finally, time to eat."

Looking at the manager, who had swelled several times fatter, sweating profusely from every pore, and with two large fangs protruding from his mouth, the people present realized there was something wrong with him too.

"Manager?"

"You mutated too?"

The short-haired girl and older woman screamed and retreated, only to see the fat body flick its hand, sending out two more large iron hooks originally used in the factory to hook pigs, directly hooking their jaws and dragging all three out.

Amid screams, the three of them were stripped of their clothes and hung in the processing plant's workshop, their naked bodies resembling the other hanging pigs around them.

Opposite them, a man with three dog heads was also hooked and hung up; this was the middle-aged man who had transformed into a monster earlier. He was covered in blood, one arm and one leg seemingly torn off and swallowed by the manager using the pig's mouth.

The dog-headed man said with difficulty, "Wang Lu! So you finally couldn't resist eating humans? The Sect Hierarch won't forgive you."