The man behind the scenes: My entry is so evil that it's crazy

The towering chimneys, black smoke billowing, the entire incineration plant is shrouded in smog, and the air pollution index is almost visible to the naked eye.

Feng Mu sniffed, and a strong and indescribable smell entered his nasal cavity, like a rotten corpse that was washed by toilet cleaner, smelly and fragrant, making people nauseous.

Wang Jian quickly took out a mask and handed it over, saying: "It smells bad, right? I couldn't stand it when I first came here, but I got used to it after two days. Well, wearing a mask can also block most of the smell."

After Feng Mu thanked him, he took a look and found that it was slightly thicker than the medical mask in his previous life.

Wearing a mask, the smell is much reduced, at least it will not cause physiological vomiting.

Feng Mu asked, "Is this the smell of burning corpses?"

Wang Jian nodded and shook his head: "The incinerator is divided into many areas, and burning corpses is only one part of it. There are also burning pollutants, radioactive materials, waste and garbage, etc., but the most pungent smell is indeed the smell of corpses."

Feng Mu swallowed his saliva: "Is the air toxic?"

Wang Jian scratched his head: "It was disinfected before incineration, so the factory said it was not, but the workers in the factory privately thought it was, so, Feng Mu, do you still want to come?"

Feng Mu said disapprovingly: "It's okay, aren't you here too, I just wear a mask."

Wang Jian showed a close smile on his face: "Well, there is definitely some poison, but the harm is not as great as outsiders think. My father has worked in the incinerator for almost 20 years, and I haven't seen him have any problems."

Feng Mu nodded and pinched the edge of the mask tightly without making a sound.

Wang Jian had never talked to Feng Mu in class before, but they were both dropouts, so when they met again after leaving school, they felt that they were easy to get close to.

Wang Jian thought about it and lowered his voice: "Actually, this job is not only easy on weekdays, but sometimes you can also pick up some unexpected benefits."

Feng Mu was not very interested in the benefits Wang Jian mentioned, but his face still showed a proper curiosity: "What do you mean?"

Wang Jian deliberately did not answer and kept it a secret: "Let's go, you haven't seen the evil corpse, I'll take you to take a look, if you are lucky, maybe..."

Wang Jian laughed twice, pretending to be mysterious.

Feng Mu's eyes lit up, he pulled the straps of his schoolbag, and followed Wang Jian with interest.

…….

The sultry temperature steamed ripples in the air.

Wang Jian opened the hatch of the incinerator, bent down to pick up the black body bag on the ground, threw it on the table skillfully, and then unzipped the body bag.

Wang Jian: "Look, this is the evil corpse."

Feng Mu's eyes widened. He had seen pictures of evil corpses on the Internet, but the visual impact of the real thing up close still shocked his heart.

The head was covered with lumps of flesh, the chest was strangely sunken, the hideous ribs were interlaced like a cannibal's sharp mouth, and the two arms were twisted beyond recognition. Only the two thighs in the lower body could vaguely see the human form.

Feng Mu covered his mouth with his hand, horrified: "It's more terrifying than the picture. It's hard to imagine that humans can be deformed into this appearance."

Wang Jian vomited his food when he saw the evil corpse for the first time. He still couldn't adapt to it now, but he forced his face and said calmly: "I suspect that the pictures on the Internet have been retouched. Otherwise, when you think that if you go wrong with martial arts training, you may become like this. How many students dare to practice martial arts?"

The cause of the evil corpse has not yet been clearly determined.

But there are two mainstream theories:

One is that excessive nuclear radiation accumulates in the body, causing gene mutations;

The other is that after practicing martial arts to a certain level, something goes wrong, or one goes astray, causing cell deformation.

Feng Mu subconsciously touched the coolness of his chest and gave Wang Jian a pale smile: "What you said makes sense. Now I think it's not a bad thing for us to drop out of school."

Wang Jian zipped up, suppressed his nausea, pushed the body into the incinerator, and started cremation.

The dense holes at the bottom of the incinerator gushed flames, turning into hundreds of fire snakes that wrapped around the corpse, greedily corroding the bones and sucking the marrow.

Wang Jian turned his head to look at Feng Mu, forced a smile and said: "Yes, I wish that the group of college entrance examination candidates in the class can all be admitted to college, improve their martial arts, and then one day, all come to me."

Feng Mu nodded speechlessly, then seemed to think of something, and quickly took off his schoolbag and pretended to throw it into the incinerator.

Wang Jian was startled: "What are you doing?"

Feng Mu stopped, unzipped, took out the outermost "graduation certificate", and then generously opened it to show Wang Jian the papers piled inside.

He said: "I want to burn all the stationery papers, just as a farewell to my failed and incompetent student life."

Wang Jian grinned and waved his hand: "Burn it, burn it, burn it clean."

Feng Mu zipped up again, exerted his strength, and threw the schoolbag in an arc, which happened to hit the chest of the corpse, and was swallowed by the "sharp mouth" and merged into the flames.

Wang Jian took out a cigarette and handed it to Feng Mu, who shook his head.

Wang Jian took off his mask and held the cigarette in his mouth: "Then you help me keep an eye on it, I'm going out to smoke a cigarette, the smell in the room is too strong."

Feng Mu smiled gently, his pupils reflected in the shape of flames, and the shadows of his feet seemed to be melted by the scorching flames, and turned into a bright mold.

After finishing one cigarette, there was still one left, and after finishing the next one, there was still half a pack left...

When Wang Jian walked in, reeking of cigarettes, the incinerator had already automatically shut down, and only a pool of pale bones and... black lumps were left on the hot metal plate!

Pitch-black, irregular, apple-core-sized black lumps.

In a pool of paleness, the black was shocking.

Feng Mu's pupils slightly opened, staring at it without blinking, as if the black lump had some strange magic that attracted him.

His Adam's apple moved, Feng Mu swallowed his saliva subconsciously, and then was startled by the desire of his body.

"I want to eat."

Feng Mu was shocked, and suddenly looked away, looking at Wang Jian who came in.

"Oh, it's out, you're lucky, usually you have to burn 10 corpses to get a black core."

While Wang Jian was speaking, he clamped the black lump with pliers and rinsed it in cold water.

As he rinsed, the appearance of the black lump became clearer and clearer, like a walnut that was dented, but not broken, with many deep and shallow cracks on the surface.

Feng Mu looked at Wang Jian's expression: "Strange, he doesn't seem to be affected, so, am I the only one who wants to eat it?"

"Here you go." Wang Jian suddenly threw it casually.

Feng Mu suppressed his inner impulse and reached out to catch it steadily.

Almost at the moment he started, a prompt box popped up in his mind.

"So I said this job is not bad. Occasionally, you can burn out black cores. Although I don't know what they are used for, there are people on the black market who specialize in recycling them. Although the price is not high, only a hundred or so yuan, it is still extra money picked up for free."

Wang Jian seemed to be very eager for Feng Mu to take this job, and persuaded him,

"How about you come to do it? We can still be partners in the future."

Wang Jian really didn't want to burn the corpse alone. The day shift was okay, but the night shift was not. It's not that I'm afraid, but sometimes I feel scared.

Feng Mu held the black lump in his palm, feeling the cold temperature, but his tone was full of heat: "Well, come."

Of course, it's not for that little extra money, but because...

[Special metal detected - fragments of Yinsha Jiuyou Evil Resentment Iron. ]

[Is it edible: Yes. ]

[Current edible column - pig iron, no vacant edible column. ]

[Tip: If you want to eat new iron, please remove the occupied edible column first and reset the edible degree. ]

[Remove reset? ]

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