Chapter 109: disinfecting Room? (Please subscribe~)

Mrs. Piltover hates everything about Zaun except Lenata and her Gorask Industries.

Lenata's elegant and extremely refined alchemy technology design has conquered the proud residents of Piltover. Now every Piltover who is at the forefront of the trend owns at least one Gorask product.

The group headquarters of Gorask Industries were moved from Zaun to Piltover, becoming an "international enterprise" spanning the twin cities.

Lenata also used this to successfully break into Piltover's upper class circles and became "the most popular Zaunite in Piltover".

Now she is both an alchemist baron in Zaun and a plutocratic businessman in Piltover.

But Lenata herself did not move to Piltover like her corporate headquarters.

She knew that it was just a certificate of submission that she gave to Master Picheng.

Zu An is the cornerstone of her career.

At this moment, Lenata is in the alchemy potion factory in Diggou District, reading the monthly sales report in her office:

"Why did the sales of therapeutic potions in Pi City suddenly increase so much last month?"

Increased sales are a good thing, but Lenata doesn't like any changes that go beyond expectations.

The secretary swallowed nervously and replied: "Yes, it's the Leaders Association."

"They have been ordering large-scale treatment drugs from us since half a month ago."

"Wind Leader Association?" Lenata's expression hidden under the respirator mask was unclear, but her low and hoarse voice was enough to frighten:

"What are those naive lunatics doing buying so many healing potions?"

"Are they preparing for a war?"

"No." The secretary cautiously added: "Leader has been opening several mobile clinics to provide free treatment for apprentices in major industrial parks and Zaun communities in Piltover half a month ago.

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"They need a lot of medicine, not just our therapeutic medicine."

"." Lenata was silent for a while.

What the leader did reminded her of her parents.

Lenata's parents were a pair of talented alchemists and pharmacists. They 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 the payment.

Unfortunately, this kind-hearted couple's righteous deeds eventually touched the interests of Piltover's pharmaceutical giant.

So soon after Renata came of age, her parents died.

A law enforcement officer sent by Piltover's plutocrats was trapped in a fire and burned alive.

Lenata paid the price of an arm in an attempt to save her parents. But she failed in the end.

Unexpectedly, decades later:

"There are fools like them again in the Twin Cities."

Lenata saw the shadow of her parents in these leaders.

“This is so”

"That's disgusting!"

Renata has been accustomed to going to bed hungry since she was a child - because of her parents' ridiculous ideals and their stupid "free treatment"!

They deserved their death. They obviously have genius minds and great inventions, and can make money with the Piltover chaebol. But they don't make money themselves, and they delay everyone else from making money.

Idealists are so disgusting!

"What on earth are the Myrdalda family and the Gilaman family thinking? Can't they see that these leaders are just a bunch of uncontrolled lunatics?"

Thinking of this, Lenata couldn't help but glance at the "A Brief Summary of Janna's Thoughts" on the table.

Yes, she also has this booklet.

After reading the above content while holding back her stomach, Lenata quickly realized that these leaders would never be as obedient as they claimed.

Because she had witnessed her parents step by step toward their demise by "seeking death" and she knew very well:

If a group of idealists "go crazy", they will have nothing to fear.

"Sooner or later Piltover will pay for this."

Lenata sneered at her Piltover friends, despising their shortsightedness.

but

She also has their shortsightedness to thank.

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 Lenata was not a friend of Piltover. What she really wanted to be was the Lord of the Twin Cities!

"Have the new batch of slave workers arrived at the factory?"

Renata temporarily forgot about the unpleasantness brought to her by the leader and started to care about her truly important cause.

"We've arrived at the factory." The secretary replied: "The receptionist is taking them to visit the factory, and they should be sent to the 'sterilization room' soon."

A glimmer of expectation flashed in Lenata's eyes, even though she had experienced similar things many times.

She asked again: "What was the 'disinfecting success rate' in the last round?"

"90%." The secretary replied: "After the formula is improved, it should be higher this time."

"Very good." Lenata nodded with satisfaction.

This data is already very close to her plan requirements.

She put down the boring sales report and stood up happily: "Let's go, it's time to greet our new members."

Chuck and his fellow slave workers were already looking forward to their beautiful life in the future.

It is enough to have enough food, warm clothing, a place to live, not to be beaten, scolded or insulted, and to be a "family" who helps each other.

Even if the work is tiring and painful, they are still satisfied.

With this mood in mind, Chuck and others followed the factory foreman to the so-called "sterilization room" without any doubt.

This disinfection room is a bit strange.

Its door is made of steel. The door body is thick and solid, and its edges fit against the wall without leaving any gaps. It looks like a sealed hatch of a submarine.

When I opened the door and looked inside, I saw that the space in the "sterilization room" was quite spacious, but there were no exits or windows inside.

There is a row of high-power exhaust fans installed on the wall, but they are not turned on. Pipes with unknown functions are entangled on the walls and ceiling, and the openings of the pipes are faintly pointing downwards.

When seeing a room with this structure, outsiders may not react much.

But most of the Zaan residents who deal with alchemy technology all day long can recognize it at a glance:

Isn't this Tam the gas chamber used by the alchemist barons for human experiments?

"Go in." The factory foreman just smiled and encouraged everyone to go in.

Somehow, Chuck felt that his smile was a little scary.

"This, here." Chuck plucked up the courage and asked on behalf of everyone: "Sir, is this really a disinfection room?"

The slave workers all felt vaguely that something was wrong.

But the next second, the factory foreman actually took the lead and stepped into the "sterilization room":

"Haha, don't be nervous, everyone. If we at Gorask Industries want to harm you, why would we need to coax you?"

"This is really just a disinfection room."

Upon hearing this, Chuck and others' doubts were instantly dispelled.

Yes, if the Alchemist Baron wanted to use slaves for experiments, why would he need to lie? If he directly forced them by force, they wouldn't be able to resist.

Besides, the factory foreman himself took the lead in going in and had to be disinfected along with them. There is definitely no danger here.

Soon, Chuck and others walked into the "sterilization room" obediently.

The hatch of the sterilization room is closed, forming an absolutely enclosed space.

And just when Chuck and others thought that the next step was to spray disinfectant gas, the ceiling of the disinfection room actually opened to both sides amid a creaking sound.

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 a stern look.

She wears a mechanical respiration mask, an elegant lady's suit with a shawl, and a mechanical prosthesis with complicated patterns on her right arm. She also holds an exquisitely designed alchemy technology snake staff. Every move she makes is full of superiority.

the majesty of the person.

Just standing at a high place makes people unconsciously want to worship.

"Lady Lenata!" As soon as the factory foreman saw her, his eyes flashed with enthusiasm: "Everything is ready."

"Very good." Lenata looked down at the slave workers at her feet: "Welcome everyone, join our Gorask Industry."

"Since everyone has signed the contract, now, you can ask me -"
Chapter completed!