Factory grave, the name of Mercer residents for an area in the south of the bronck District, which was once a gathering place for a large number of heavily polluted factories such as steel and coal.

Later, because of a great depression and an endless stream of accidents, the factory owners here fled on a large scale, leaving "empty shells".

The most serious and last incident was a brave reporter who risked his life to sneak here and revealed that all factories here secretly discharged sewage into the Meiser River, resulting in the accidental death of at least thousands of citizens in the past decade.

In addition, the health of the remaining citizens is also in jeopardy.

That report led to the birth of the "grave".

At the same time, it also gave birth to the first reporter in Mercer who won the highest federal News Award, although the reporter was killed soon after.

After many years of major events, it has long been covered with dust and has no reputation.

Late at night, there is a genuine grave like atmosphere here.

Recently, it has become a forbidden area for some mysterious reasons.

No matter how homeless they are, they will not risk their lives to get close to here.

Now, the scene on a dark street seems to be confirming the horror here.

Sasha!

Suddenly, there was the sound of heavy flesh and blood rubbing against the dusty road.

The cold moonlight with a purple halo shines down, vaguely. Four silent and tall figures are moving forward step by step. Their steps seem to have been specially trained, completely consistent, and look harmonious and strange.

Four bald men in suits and masks, each dragging a hook lock and a behemoth, went to the deepest part of the "grave".

The big thing was a disgusting corpse.

It seems that after the death of a giant, it has formed a more terrible "giant view" after a long fermentation.

It has a shape similar to human beings, but its skin is covered with gray and black spots. It can be seen that the blood flowing under the skin is similar to pus, which is comparable to the stench of the garbage dump, forming wisps of green smoke.

One of the urban legends of Mercer, like the bronck dog faced man, once prevailed for a period of time as the "Stinky giant".

According to legend, he was a man suffering from gigantism since childhood. He was abandoned by his family and could only eat the garbage from the garbage dump. Finally, he became a terrible giant with a stench because of all kinds of pollution and decay.

Originally, it was just an urban legend.

But perhaps because of the return of the spiritual tide, it has become a reality.

Then it was captured by four "polluters".

The stench that is enough to suffocate a person alive seems to have no effect on the polluter.

The smelly giant looks rotten for many years, but in fact it is very fresh.

Death, no more than a few minutes.

Perhaps because of foraging in the garbage dump since childhood, its vitality is surprisingly tenacious.

It didn't lose its last vitality until just now.

In its extremely smelly and rotten body, a wisp of resentment is rising.

At first it looked like an unusually tall boy, and then it began to expand rapidly.

Finally, he became an extremely disgusting giant. He habitually roared and spit out the poison gas that can cause plague, but he found that he could not cause any movement.

As soon as he lowered his head, he just saw his body and immediately fell into an unbelievable stupidity.

Before it could accept the fact that it was dead, a palm wrapped in smoke fell silently on its head in the dark night sky.

Hoo!

A little red light turns it into fly ash in an instant.

Sasha!

In the dark street below, the polluters move on.

……

"Buzz"

On the side of the street, in an abandoned factory, a cloud of smoke poured in and finally turned into a solid figure.

Tang Qi's steps appeared heavy. At this time, his state seemed strange. It seemed that he had carried out some vigorous exercise, his breathing was a little short, and his heart beat exceeded the normal frequency.

In short, he's a little full at this time.

"What's the number?"

"Although the appearance is too bad, the fuel supply is more than any before. Tonight it is a little close to the limit."

Tang Qi stood in place and silently recalled his previous gains.

He has stayed in the factory grave for several hours, and in the process, he incarnates the shadow of the most diligent and cautious.

In strict accordance with the perceived safety limit, it is easy to pick up fuel from those fresh corpses in the night sky.

Once or twice, I was almost found.

But every time, Tang Qi gave up decisively.

Anyway, these polluters keep coming from everywhere. There is no need for him to be greedy for more fuel than ever before.

Even so, Tangqi is very close to the limit.

It should be noted that after obtaining the "trial", Tang Qi's progress in the idea of melting pot has exceeded 10%, which can make him feel close to the limit at this time, and you can imagine how much fuel he filled into the melting pot.

He has a hunch that after this return and digesting all the fuel, the progress of Ming's idea will usher in another leap.

"But such a good day, I'm afraid it won't last long. No matter when the polluters started this action, it won't be too far. At least when I first set up a trap to kill monsters, these polluters didn't start."

"With their capture efficiency, in a few days, there will be few strange people with flesh and blood in the whole city of Mercer."

"I don't know what the people of the castle Bureau will do at that time?"

"Until then, this was my fuel replenishment."

In the twinkling of his mind, Tang Qi felt the swelling in his mind. Instead of continuing to insist, he turned and planned to go to his own small building.

Just at this time, because it's close to early morning.

When Tang Qi drilled out of the factory to melt the fog and leave, the smell of the tomb of the whole factory changed.

The polluters who had been walking slowly in the streets seemed to have received some signal, accelerated together, dragged their achievements into illusions, quickly crossed the watchtower, and then got into the dark factory.

Originally, the coating was strange, as if deliberately creating countless narrow and long "strange eyes" on the factory surface, suddenly rippling with black light, quickly covering all the walls.

Soon, a gray and extremely old factory appeared.

If the watchtower were not still there, it would look no different from the abandoned factories around.

This scene explains why no one is aware of the existence of this "dark factory", because it will change.

Tang Qi finally took a deep look at the factory, and then turned away without nostalgia.

……

Boom!

Before the swelling reached its peak, Tangqi turned back to the campus, had no time to wash and change clothes, went directly to the bedroom on the second floor and sat down on the carpet as usual.

"Furnace!"

Silently spit out two words, Tang Qi closed his eyes and entered the state of cultivation.

His thoughts, bit by bit, outlined the golden sun, incomparably brilliant and dazzling, burning in the dark ruins.

The "fuel" picked up by Tangqi not long ago reappeared at this moment, and then flashed in the past.

A stream of golden light flew towards the melting pot he turned into. Some were like a stream, others were like a river, all of which were transformed into his spiritual power.

His meditation progress is rising rapidly.