Later, Hetty took him on a tour of the textile factory. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe factory building is very large, there are rows and rows of machines in the factory, and the distance between the machines is three people wide, and the factory building is about fifty or sixty steps long. Some demons with many arms were toiling beside the strange machine. A roar like a flood erupted through the factory, and the conversation between Brewster and Herty was basically a shout.

"This machine is your favorite textile machine invented by Master Cook. It can automatically spin into usable steps, and like the mill, it uses the power of flowing water. The terrain here is low, so it's easy to borrow. The machine uses dozens of spindles, which can spin several pieces of fabric at a time. However, the machine is prone to errors, and if some threads are broken, the cloth will open the thread. These demons are responsible for monitoring these machines to ensure their proper functioning. As soon as the cord end breaks, they replace it with a new one. ”

Brewster watched in amazement as the demon shook his arm nimbly while picking up three broken threads. The noise here is incredibly loud, the three threads are in different positions, if you are not careful, you can't find it at all, if you change to a person, it may take a dozen workers to achieve the effect of a demon. The finger gun that was supposed to be used to shoot humans was used by the demon to connect the head, and Brewster smiled bitterly. The disgust for demons in his heart has been incredibly lessened. After emerging from the roaring textile mill, Brewster remained silent.

"These producers now support nearly half of the industry in the Holy City, and that number will only grow. Hetty said, "Now the ordinary people of the Holy City, their food, clothing, shelter and transportation depend on these demons for their livelihood. They were eating the blood and sweat of these demons, and without these demons, the prices of the Holy City would have risen by half. You're the son of the president of the Chamber of Commerce, I think you should understand that. ”

“…… How many people will one producer eat?"

"Depending on the type, you also need to know that demons only eat human guts, they don't like to eat people. If there is beef or lamb, they will be happy to eat the better food. Entrails are like to demons - Master Cook has a very technical word, called life support...... What is it to live on? I don't know, but it roughly means that the substances necessary to sustain life can be used for a long time without a lot of them. The producer's appetite has been adjusted by Cook, and they will consume fewer resources than the average demon. The largest weavers may need one human entrail for two months, and the others need less. There are always more than a dozen thieves caught in the holy city every day, and there are many robbers in the surrounding mountains. The internal organs of these prisoners are enough to feed these demons. ”

Brewster felt like he was about to be knocked out by Hetty's theory. Although Brewster hated his father and the Chamber of Commerce, Brewster also knew the value of these demons. From the perspective of merchants, these demons mean cheaper labor, and cheap means low cost. Low cost not only creates more profits, but also means competitiveness. There is nothing more cost-effective than sacrificing a few people's lives to sell your goods for half the price and printing your name on the leather of the entire continent. As soon as a businessman with a modicum of brains knew about these "producers", he would risk the consequences of being spurned by millions of people to sell his soul to the devil. For the Holy City, demons have become an indispensable part. The price hike caused by the elimination of these demons is enough to cause a ****.

"Brewster, what do you think it takes to be a true hate demon?"

Hetty suddenly asked a question that Brewster had never thought of. The young knight was asked, most of his understanding of demons came from the texts of the church and the experiences of escaping death during those few days of mission. He stroked his demon-ruined right hand, silent.

"Kill the demons, see a demon kill one, mistreat them, give back the fear and pain they once inflicted on humanity. Break those ugly limbs to pieces and let them wail through the night sky. Is this hatred?"

"I don't know. But isn't that exactly what you've done?" said Brewster, "Sulfona told me that you're the one who slays the most demons in the greatsword. You've raised so many demons yourself, and then you've killed them! You deliberately let those demons attack the village. Then you kill the demons so that everyone will think you're a savior. ”

"This is not true. I slaughtered demons many years ago, and I hadn't been to the Holy City or seen Cook, so I couldn't raise demons. Hetty shook her head and said, "On the contrary, after I worked with Cook, I have killed very few demons. ”

"That's ......"

"That's because the way I think has changed. Slaughtering demons is indeed refreshing, but even killing the perpetrators will not help. The dead will not be resurrected, the destroyed villages will need to be repaired, and the loss of property will not change. It's all just venting anger, it's just self-satisfaction. Because the murderer kills, the murderer is to be killed - this is an impulse. Because the evildoer does evil, the evildoer must be killed - this is violence. The right way is for them to pay for the sins they have committed. So in the first few years when I became a saint, I turned all the demons I met into slaves and made them work. How many people they eat, then I'm going to make them do as many people as they should. As many things as they destroy, I will let them earn back the value of those possessions. ”

“……”

Brewster was stunned.

"Wild demons, like you know, their bodies are powerful, but they are not fit for work. Their claws can break tools, and their massive bodies make it difficult to enter houses that are mostly designed for humans. The main thing is that these demons are very cunning, and I have to keep an eye on them all the time. Hetty shook her head and said, "They are by no means good workers. The slaves generally did not live for more than three months, some of them were killed by me trying to escape, and the rest were exhausted. ”

Brewster shuddered involuntarily. What kind of labor can exhaust demons to death?

"Then Cook found me, and I don't know how he found out about me. Hetty grabbed her hair and continued, "He told me that demons are a very strange species. They are a kind of aggregated lifeform, and each part of the body is not particularly critical, so they are very resilient. In the same way, as long as different stimuli are given to the demons at the time of their birth to stimulate their latent abilities, the demons will become what I need them to be......"

"Stop...... Brewster quickly interrupted Hetty, "you mean...... These demons are you...... Can you still make demons?"

"I don't know the specifics, but demons are supposed to be able to be made. ”

Hetty and Brewster continued on their way, and they had passed through the usual corridor to a bright silver door. The entire gate is made of metal and looks incredibly smooth. Brewster drew his beloved sword, but it was eclipsed by the metal door. Hetty stroked the door, not knowing what mechanism had been pressed, and it looked like it was several tons of heavy doors. A cold white light shot out from behind the door, and Brewster involuntarily covered his face with his hand. When he got used to the light, he was shocked by what was inside the door.

It was a silver world, and both the floor and the walls were unusually smooth. Huge tubes stood in the room, and humans were floating in the jars. Brewster tried to walk over to take a look, but his face hit a cold object. A heavy voice echoed through the room, and Hetty grabbed him.

"There's something called glass, which looks transparent but it's hard and brittle. ”

Bruce took a closer look, and sure enough, one part of his eyes looked a little darker. The suspended human body turned out to be covered by a glass cylinder, which was also filled with transparent liquid. When he saw the human body soaked in a book like a fish, his hair and beard stretched out like seaweed, Brewster felt a pure physical discomfort.

“…… Glass, I've heard of this kind of thing. This substance is produced by mixing natural soda with quartz and heating it, but they are generally green. But I didn't expect that there was also completely transparent glass. ”

"I don't know, this is Cook's lab, and I don't come very often. Hetty shrugged, she was always honest about what she didn't know, "Maybe you can ask your favorite Master Cook for yourself when you have time." ”

"I ......"

Bruste was silent for a while. When he learned that Cook had taken the initiative to find Hetty to carry out the temptation of demon production, he had mixed feelings about the long-awaited master. On the one hand, Brewster hated his manipulation of life, but he also had to admire Cook's inventions and creations. Brewster shook his head, he wanted to change the subject.

"What's going on with these people? Is he experimenting with humans? Are they alive or dead?"

"It's dead, but it's frozen in the second it died. "These are all things that Cook made. He told me that humans are not things that die so easily. Even if the heart suddenly stops beating, the brain is still thinking. Even if the brain is broken, the muscles in the body are still moving. It's like a fish whose head has been removed and its body is pumped out. There is no such thing as an 'absolute time to die', death is a continuous process. These people are all condemned and felons, and their lives are brought to a standstill in the 'death process' when they are brought in. Soak in that liquid, the living parts are still alive, and the dead parts don't decay. ”

"What's the use of that?"

"These people are the 'raw materials' for the production of demons. ”