Zhang Dali, the owner of the Dali slaughterhouse, has been happy and afraid recently.

Since the blood cloud incident came out, his vigorous slaughterhouse business has been booming, and with the support of the government, it is not too easy to make money these days.

It's just that Zhang Dali himself knows a little bit of the inside story, and knows why his Dali slaughterhouse is so good...... Isn't it thanks to the mouths of the experts?

He was a little worried while rejoicing, if the blood cloud was only occasional and no longer appeared, or if it appeared elsewhere, then his business would not last long!

"Ugh."

Just when Zhang Dali was thinking about these troubles and sitting in the slaughterhouse office sighing and drinking tea, the phone suddenly rang.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Zhang Dali answered the phone, and after replying, his eyes widened: "Seriously! ”

"And the blood cloud is back?"

Zhang Dali was about to confirm the truth with the employee on the other end of the phone, the office door was knocked open, and Zhang Dali's little nephew, who had just graduated from college and was arranged to intern in the logistics department, ran to shout excitedly: "Uncle! The Blood Cloud Vision has reappeared! ”

"Good! That's great! ”

Zhang Dali only felt that a boulder fell in his heart, and then the phone didn't hang up, so he ran straight out and stopped until he reached the gate outside the slaughterhouse.

"This is the blood cloud?" Zhang Dali tilted his head and tried to stretch his neck to look at the sky of the slaughterhouse, but he could only see a faint trace of blood-colored mist in the sky of the slaughterhouse.

"Definitely yes, I asked several old drivers who came in for the last delivery." The little nephew nodded: "This is how it was at the beginning, and it will become thicker and thicker after a while." ”

"Well, it's a little cold." Zhang Dali nodded slightly, as long as the blood cloud does not affect the safety of meat products and will not let him go to prison, then there is no problem!

"That's right, take a quick video and send it to the circle of friends, I Zhang Dali want to tell those cold-talking peers, I Zhang Dali have this luck, it is the ancestors who blessed the choice of this good land, so that it is not a blind cat that meets a dead mouse!"

"Okay, uncle!" The little nephew hurriedly agreed, and then operated.

On the government's side, the situation had already been discovered after the blood mist began to form and the temperature began to drop, and several expert groups in charge of this area came to study it in a low-key manner.

Considering that the blood cloud disappeared due to the last stop of the slaughter, this time the experts strictly demanded that this vigorous slaughterhouse must not stop working this time.

Kill pigs, you must kill pigs well!

Strictly ensure that each production line can operate at full capacity!

If there is something missing, if it is missing, hurry up and report it, and the government will definitely make great efforts to meet its needs!

When Zhang Dali learned this, he almost fainted without happiness.

However, just when Zhang Dali proudly thought that the pork slaughtering industry in Jiankang City would be invincible, he was alone and sought defeat.

He received shocking news from his little nephew.

About fifty kilometers away from the slaughterhouse, a large slaughterhouse in a small town close to the farm, a blood cloud also appeared!

The blood cloud appeared in more than one place, and the news shocked the experts of the expert group, and they quickly ran to another slaughterhouse.

At the same time, the observation of other slaughterhouses around Jiankang City has also been increased.

And next to the slaughterhouse in that town, after Xiao Yu placed the clones of the Pot of Greed, he ignored them to absorb those negative energies, and instead joined the little griffin back to Changlin City.

Relying on the help of the Internet, Xiao Yu soon found a new artifact and contacted the other party.

"That's it!"

More than an hour later, in a large manufacturing plant in Changlin City.

Xiao Yu pointed to the latest nearly one-person tall blower, and said to the manager beside him, "Can you deliver the goods?" ”

"Of course, you can, the nearby package will be installed, and it will be guaranteed within one year." The manager didn't expect Xiao Yu to be so cheerful, so he nodded hurriedly, and there was a little surprise after taking the address.

He originally thought that Xiao Yu was a purchaser in a large workshop of a certain company, which required such a high-power blower, but he didn't expect that the delivery point was actually a small town on the outskirts of Changlin City.

"This place is a bit far away, so you have to charge some extra transportation fees according to the regulations."

"Yes." Xiao Yu nodded slightly, then signed the card and paid the balance.

The manager hurriedly called the delivery man in the factory, helped transport the ready-made machine to the truck, and then drove back to Xiao Yu's hometown with Xiao Yu along the way.

After everything went smoothly back to his hometown, Xiao Yu took a deep breath and called Rhubarb to help.

So one person and one dog worked together to move the blower into the basement and put it on the rear pallet of the car.

Then with the big yellow dog, Xiao Yu drove back to Lilliputia.

After putting down the blower in the square, relying on the blessing of the high-tech generator I got last time, after some tossing, I finally started the blower.

Seeing that the blades began to rotate from slow to fast, Xiao Yu hurriedly pressed the stop button.

"Okay, it's good to be able to spin, and the rest will be used when dealing with the Lost Black Mist." Xiao Yu nodded slightly, and looked around at the city scene that was already lively.

This is the city of miracles in his own lair, and once the one-person high blower he bought turns up, the wind is terrifying, and even adults may be blown back again and again, not to mention these miniature buildings and people in Lilliputia.

didn't kill the enemy, first bring a hurricane disaster to his own people, Xiao Yu felt that he would be laughed to death by the enemy......

After Xiao Yu disposed of the blower, he began to meditate, ready to take Yuehua Yulu in the best state to be reborn!

He's resting here.

Jiankang City...... The Pot of Greed and its doppelgangers are constantly absorbing negative energy and expelling impurities to form a blood mist.

The blood mist grew more and more, turning into a blood cloud.

As time passed, the blood cloud grew thicker and thicker.

Gradually, even Zhang Dali, the owner of the Dali Slaughterhouse, who made a lot of money because of the blood cloud, showed fear and uneasiness when he looked at the rolling blood cloud.

"Is this vision really okay?"

Zhang Dali would think like this, it was not surprising at all, after all, the accumulated blood cloud was too much like a sea of blood!

The people below can't help but worry about whether this blood cloud will suddenly collapse and crush this slaughterhouse!

At night, the accumulated blood cloud had formed a conspicuous blood-colored hill over the slaughterhouse.

The government did not dare to take the risk, and finally came to the order, demanding that the slaughterhouse stop production.

The workers in the slaughterhouse were also relieved and left the slaughterhouse nervously.

However, something happened that confused the experts.

The experience of the last time doesn't seem to work this time!

Even if the slaughterhouse is out of production, the blood cloud still hasn't gradually dissipated!