Chapter 106 Disinfection room?
The Piltover people hate everything about Zaun except Renata and her Gorsk Industries.
Renata's elegant and extremely sophisticated alchemical technology design conquered the proud residents of Piltover. Now every Piltover person who is at the forefront of fashion owns at least one Gorask product.
Golask Industries' corporate headquarters moved from Zaun to Piltover, becoming an "international enterprise" spanning the two cities.
Renata also successfully broke into the upper class circle of Piltover and became "the most popular Zaun in Piltover."
Now she is both a chemist baron in Zaun and a tycoon businessman in Piltover.
But Renata herself did not move to Piltover like her corporate headquarters.
She knew that it was just a token of her allegiance to the Lord of Piltover.
Zaun is the cornerstone of her career.
At this moment, Renata was in the alchemy potion factory in the sump area, reading the monthly sales report in her office:
"Why did the sales of healing potions in Piltover suddenly increase so much last month?"
An increase in sales is a good thing, but Renata doesn't like any changes that go beyond her expectations.
The secretary swallowed nervously and replied, "Yes, it's the Leader Association."
"They have been placing large orders for treatment drugs from us since half a month ago."
"Leader Association?" Renata's expression was unclear behind her breathing mask, but her low and hoarse voice was enough to scare people:
"What did those naive lunatics buy so many healing potions for?"
"Are they preparing for a war?"
"No." The secretary added cautiously, "Since half a month ago, the Wind Leader has opened several mobile clinics in major industrial parks and Zaun communities in Piltover to provide free treatment for apprentices."
"They need a lot of medicine, not just our treatment."
"..." Renata was silent for a while .
What the leader did made her think of her parents.
Renata's parents were a pair of gifted alchemists and alchemists who devoted themselves to scientific research and community service in Zaun, providing care and treatment to those in need, regardless of whether the patient could afford it.
Unfortunately, the kind-hearted couple's righteous act eventually affected the interests of the Piltover pharmaceutical giant.
So soon after Renata came of age, her parents died.
He was trapped in the fire and burned to death by the law enforcement officer sent by the Piltover cartel.
Renata tried to save her parents at the cost of an arm, but failed in the end.
Unexpectedly, decades later:
"Fools like them have appeared in the Twin Cities again."
Renata saw the shadows of her parents in these leaders.
“This is really…”
“That’s disgusting!”
Renata has been accustomed to going to bed hungry since she was a child - all because of her parents' ridiculous ideals, that stupid "free treatment"!
They deserved their death. They had genius minds and great inventions, and could have made money with the Piltover tycoons. But they didn't make money themselves, and delayed everyone else from making money.
Idealists, what a disgusting thing!
"What on earth are the Midalda family and the Gilaman family thinking? Can't they see that these leaders are just a bunch of uncontrolled lunatics?"
Thinking of this, Renata couldn't help but glance at the "Brief Summary of Janna's Thoughts" on the table.
Yes, she has this booklet too.
After reading the above content with a nauseous look on her face, Renata quickly realized that these leaders would never be as obedient as they claimed.
Because she witnessed her parents' step-by-step "death" towards destruction, she knew very well:
If a group of idealists go crazy, they will not be afraid of anything.
"Piltover will pay the price for this sooner or later."
Renata sneered and mocked her Piltover friends, disdaining their shortsightedness.
but……
She also had to thank them for their shortsightedness.
Because it's not just Windleader who will make Piltover pay the price, but also her.
The people of Piltover thought she was a friend. But Renata was not a friend of Piltover. What she really wanted to be was... the Lord of the Two Cities!
"Have the new batch of slave workers arrived at the factory?"
Renata temporarily forgot the unhappiness brought to her by the leader and focused on her truly important career.
"We have arrived at the factory." The secretary replied: "The receptionist is taking them on a tour of the factory. They should be sent to the 'disinfection room' soon."
There was a glimmer of anticipation in Renata's eyes, even though she had experienced similar things many times.
She then asked, "What was the 'disinfection success rate' in the last round?"
"90%." The secretary replied: "After the formula is improved, it should be higher this time."
"Very good." Renata nodded with satisfaction.
This data is very close to her planned requirements.
She put down the boring sales report and stood up excitedly: "Let's go , it's time to welcome our new members."
…
Chuck and his fellow slaves were already looking forward to their better lives in the future.
Being able to eat well, wear warm clothes, have a place to live, not be beaten or insulted, and help each other as a family is enough.
Even if the work is tiring and hard, they are still satisfied.
With this mood, Chuck and others followed the factory foreman without any doubt and came to the so-called "disinfection room".
This disinfection room is... a little strange.
Its door is made of steel. The door is thick and solid, and its edge fits tightly against the wall without any gaps, making it look like the sealed door of a submarine.
Pushing open the door and looking inside, I saw that the space in this "disinfection room" was quite spacious, but there were no exits or windows.
A row of high-power exhaust fans were installed on the wall, but they were not turned on. Pipes of unknown function were coiled on the wall and ceiling, with the openings of the pipes facing downwards.
Outsiders may not react much when seeing a room with this structure.
But most of the residents of Zaun who deal with alchemical technology all day long can recognize it at a glance:
Isn’t this Tam the gas chamber used by the Alchemy Barons to conduct human experiments?
"Go in." The factory foreman just smiled and encouraged everyone to go in.
Somehow, Chuck found his smile vaguely creepy.
"Here..." Chuck mustered up the courage to ask on behalf of everyone: "Sir, is this really... the disinfection room?"
The slave workers all felt that something was wrong.
But the next second, the factory foreman took the lead and stepped into the "disinfection room" first:
"Haha, don't be nervous. If we at Gorsk Industries wanted to harm you, why would we need to coax you?"
"This is really just a disinfection room."
Hearing this, Chuck and the others' doubts were instantly dispelled.
Yes... If the Alchemist Baron wanted to use slaves for experiments, why would he need to trick them? If he just used force to force them, they wouldn't be able to resist.
Besides, the factory foreman himself has taken the lead and will be disinfected with them. There is definitely no danger in here.
Soon, Chuck and others obediently walked into the "disinfection room".
The door of the disinfection room was closed, forming an absolutely enclosed space.
Just when Chuck and others thought that the next step was to spray disinfectant gas, the ceiling of the disinfection room suddenly opened to both sides with a creaking sound of the mechanism operating.
There is actually a layer of glass hidden above the steel ceiling.
And through this transparent ceiling, a woman was standing high above everyone, looking down at them with disdainful eyes.
She wore a mechanical breathing mask, an elegant women's suit with a shawl, and a mechanical prosthesis with intricate patterns on her right arm, holding an ingeniously designed alchemical technology snake staff. Every move she made was filled with the majesty of a superior.
Just standing on a high place makes people want to bow down unconsciously.
"Lady Renata!" The factory foreman's eyes lit up with enthusiasm when he saw her: "Everything is ready."
"Very good." Renata looked down at the slave workers at her feet and said, "Welcome everyone to join us, Golask Industries."
"Since everyone has signed the contract, now is the time for you to report to me—"
"I offer you my loyalty."
