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Chapter 125 The Sacrificed

"I say, is this plan you're talking about really reliable? Are my friends really there?"

Strange was a little skeptical, so he asked Aiden beside him.

Strange expressed doubts about what Aiden said, that most outsiders would be sent to the alchemy factory.

Could it be that the times have degenerated again and black and white slaves are needed again? Can cults also play capitalism?
Aiden frowned slightly when he heard this. He understood Strange's doubts and uneasiness. After all, in this world infested by monsters, any unusual information might arouse people's vigilance.

He explained patiently: "Strange, the appearance of the fish-man monster has not only changed the ecological balance of this town, but also affected people's way of life and concepts."

From what I understand, those foreigners sent there were used for some special purpose, experiment or research.”

Aiden's tone was heavy as he continued, "Of course, this is just my speculation. The specific situation can only be understood by those who have actually entered the alchemy factory. But no matter what, we cannot sit back and let our compatriots fall into such a situation."

There were also some disobedient locals who entered the alchemy factory, but they never came out again, at least Aiden never saw them again.

"You're right, Aiden. We can't just give up like this, but the question is, how can we sneak into the alchemy factory? It must be heavily guarded."

Strange has tried to sneak in once, but the result was that Christine was surrounded by the murloc priests in front of him, and her life or death is still unknown.

I know my own level well. If it happens again, both of them will be captured alive.

Aiden nodded, and after thinking for a moment, a gleam in his eyes.

“I have collected a lot of information about the alchemy factory, including its specific location, guard rotations, and possible weaknesses.

Now, all I need is one more person to work with me.”

"Aiden, I am willing to go with you. Although I may not be the strongest warrior, I will do my best for my friends and for those innocent lives."

Now that things have come to this, is it possible for Strange to refuse?

Now he just hoped that the information Aiden obtained was reliable enough, otherwise he would have to die here today with his 180 kilograms.

As soon as Strange finished speaking, Aiden gave him a grateful look. He patted Strange on the shoulder and said, "With you here, our chances of winning are much better."

Aiden quickly took out a hand-drawn map from his backpack, spread it out between the two of them, and planned the next course of action in a low and detailed voice. "We have to avoid the guards at the main entrance and enter from the abandoned warehouse on the side. That is the blind spot of the guards, and there are some old wooden boards and boxes in the warehouse that can serve as our cover."

Strange listened carefully and nodded from time to time to show his understanding. He knew the danger of this action, but his sense of responsibility and concern for his friends made him unable to retreat. He secretly made up his mind to stick to it no matter what difficulties he encountered.

The two quickly gathered their gear, making sure they hadn't forgotten anything they might need.

Aiden also prepared several sets of spare clothes and some simple medical supplies in case of emergency.

As the night deepened, the hustle and bustle of the town gradually died down.

Aiden and Strange took advantage of the cover of night to quietly leave their hiding place and sneak towards the alchemy factory.

Along the way, they carefully avoided patrolling guards and traps that might reveal their whereabouts.

With his familiarity with the town and knowledge of the environment around the alchemy factory, Aiden successfully guided Strange to bypass several dangerous areas.

Finally, they arrived at the entrance of the abandoned warehouse.

Aiden gently pushed open the door of the warehouse, and a musty smell hit his nose. But the two of them didn't care about that and quickly slipped into the warehouse.

The warehouse was pitch black, with only the moonlight shining through the dilapidated roof, casting mottled shadows.

Aiden took out a flashlight from his backpack and turned on the weak light to avoid being discovered by the guards outside. With the weak light, they searched for the passage leading to the inside of the alchemy factory in the warehouse.

After some searching, they finally found a small door covered by wooden boards.

Aiden carefully moved the wooden planks aside, revealing a narrow passage.

There seemed to be a faint light coming from the other end of the passage, indicating that they were about to step into the core area of ​​the alchemy factory.

The two looked at each other, with determination and resoluteness flashing in their eyes.

"Are you ready?" Aiden asked in a low voice.

Strange nodded, gripping his weapon tightly, ready to face the coming challenge.

The two of them slowly stepped into the narrow and dark passage.

Aiden walked in front, using the dim light of the flashlight to illuminate the front, while Strange followed closely behind, vigilantly observing the surroundings, ready to respond to any emergency at any time.

The passage was filled with a pungent chemical smell, completely different from the musty smell in the warehouse, which made them realize that they were approaching the core area of ​​the alchemy factory.

The passage was not long, but every step was full of unknowns and dangers. They tried to keep their steps light and avoid making any noise.

Finally, the passage came to an end and a rusty iron door appeared in front of them.

Aiden gently opened the door and peeked out.

Outside the door was an empty corridor with several closed iron doors on both sides. In the distance came the sound of roaring machines and faint human voices.

Apparently, they had successfully infiltrated the interior of the alchemy factory.

The two exchanged a quick look and decided to move on.

They pressed close to the walls, using the shadows and obstacles in the corridor as cover, and advanced forward step by step.

With the intelligence he had gathered beforehand, Aiden guided them to avoid patrolling guards and surveillance cameras.

The two walked carefully along the corridor, taking every step with extreme caution.

Aiden stopped from time to time and listened carefully to make sure no guards were approaching. Strange looked around sharply, ready to deal with any possible danger.

There seemed to be a heavy iron door at the end of the corridor, with a small observation window embedded in it, through which a faint light from inside could be seen.

Without waiting for Aiden's signal, Strange quietly approached the observation window and peeked inside through the gap.

Morales was tied to a chair. Strange was overjoyed, but then he didn't know how to open the iron door.

It was Aiden who came up with a solution. He took out a piece of wire from his pocket and pried the door open in no time.

Seeing this, Strange immediately went in and prepared to help Morales untie the ropes.

Just as Strange's fingers were about to touch the ropes around Mosleys, a triumphant voice sounded from behind him.

"Finally I caught you little mouse!"

(End of this chapter)