California explosives factory in the suburbs of San Francisco.

Thanks to Chen Jianqiu, Henry DuPont was so angry that he fell ill and soon went to see his grandfather and great-grandfather on a snowy night.

Old Henry went away, and Ramon Dupont, the most favored heir, went before him.

DuPont was a complete mess.

They decided to split up.

The heirs of the DuPont family decided that the old family-style "partnership" system and public ownership of property were no longer suitable for the new form of competition, so they changed it to a joint-stock system.

The new president, Yuren DuPont, was clearly not a man of heart, and he began to ostracize anyone in the DuPont family who could pose a threat to him.

At the same time, he also knew that the situation was irreversible, and began to build a new plant in the California Gunpowder Factory, which he controlled, and began to produce explosives.

The factory area is surrounded by four thick walls, and at the same time is divided into the shape of a nine-square grid.

In each cell is a factory, and between the factories is a high earthen wall.

In this way, in the event of an accidental explosion in one plant, these earthen walls protect other production and storage facilities from shock waves and debris.

Of course, those workers in the factory are certain to die.

In one of the factories, a young man with blond hair was concentrating on his work.

In front of him, there is a large reaction tank,

Glycerin reacts with a mixture of sulfuric acid and nitric acid in the reaction tank, and finally nitroglycerin, the main component of explosives, is obtained.

This reaction generates a lot of heat and the process takes about fifty minutes.

And what the young man has to do is to stare at the thermometer and control the valve of the cooling faucet.

If the temperature is too high, he will fly into the sky with this factory.

The young man sits on a special one-legged stool, and he must constantly maintain his body balance to avoid falling.

This special stool is so that he doesn't doze off while working.

"Well, it's finally over." The young man looked at the clock and the thermometer.

It seems that the production of this batch of nitroglycerin has come to an end.

All that's left is to wait for someone else to come and ship the finished product out to cool, and then add new ingredients for the next batch of production.

He stood up, moved his cervical spine, and looked out the door.

An overseer wanders back and forth from one plant to another to prevent workers from being lazy.

The young man had to take a break while the Overseer's ass was facing him.

They have to work 16 hours a day, without weekends, and if they keep staring at them with such high intensity, no one can bear it.

A worker walked in pushing raw materials.

He glanced at the young man, leaned over to the side of the reactor, and whispered to him, "Hey, Moody, there's a party in the tavern at night, are you going?" ”

The young man glanced at him, and a smile appeared on his face, shining like a ray of sunshine into his heart.

His original name was Holly Romney, and he was ordered by Chen Jianqiu to infiltrate the California explosives factory under the pseudonym Moody's as an undercover agent.

But Hawley is a real worker.

While he was in Roswell, he had been working in the explosives factory.

He was Hudson Maxin's finest assistant.

To use Hudson's words to evaluate him is to be bold and careful.

Holly also lowered his head and whispered, "Beware of Jenna making trouble for you again." ”

Hunter pouted, "What can she do to me?" ”

"Don't talk while you're working!"

Hawley turned around to see the Overseer's head turned to this side, staring straight at them.

He patted Hunter on the shoulder: "Keep working, or you will be deducted from your salary again this month." ”

However, at this time, a man ran in at the gate of the factory, shouting as he ran:

"Hunt! Hunter! Something happened to your son! ”

When Hunter heard this, he quickly put down the things in his hand, turned his head and rushed out of the factory.

"What happened to my son?" He rushed to the man and asked anxiously.

"Your son cut off his finger while cutting fish in the factory, and he was bleeding all over the floor!"

The messenger said, gasping for breath.

The Hunters were immigrants from the east.

He didn't have a good time to start a mine, so he had to go into an explosives factory with his wife to make a living.

His wife, Jenner, mixes nitroglycerin and diatomaceous earth in the workshop on the other side, while he himself handles the raw materials.

In order to subsidize the household.

Hunter's 10-year-old son is also cutting fish at a nearby fish factory.

In general, if the injury is minor, the child laborers will simply deal with it themselves and then continue to work.

Because their parents don't have time to take care of them at all.

But now, according to the informant's description, it seems that little Hunt can no longer handle it himself.

Hunter looked at the things in the workshop, a little hesitant.

"Hey, hey, get back to work! Who let you chat here!? The overseer came over.

He was extremely dissatisfied with the two workers in front of him who were talking at the factory gate.

Everyone says one sentence, that is, a minute is wasted, and hundreds of workers in the whole factory add up, isn't it a waste of hours?

"Sir, something has happened to my son, can I go and see him?" Hunter whispered to the overseer.

"I don't think so, but I'm going to tell you that the boss didn't hire you to spend time on your own personal affairs!" The overseer looked like he didn't eat oil.

"Sir! I wouldn't have gone if it had been a minor injury, but now my son's injuries may be a bit severe. Hunt was almost begging, "Don't you have a son?" ”

The Overseer's face twitched.

It is true that he has no sons, and he has no daughters.

For this reason, he quarreled with his wife many times.

"It's useless if you go, do you know medical skills? It's better to let your son go to the doctor on his own. The overseer said angrily.

"So let me go with him." A voice rang out from behind them.

The three of them looked back and saw that it was a blonde-haired Hawley.

"I know some first aid skills, take me there." He said to Hunter.

"Are you crazy? Can you leave your post without permission? The reactor must not be fried?! The overseer pointed at Hawley as he ran into the workshop.

"Don't shake, this batch has been produced! The temperature has come down! Hawley shouted at the overseer's back, "Find someone for me first!" We'll be back in a moment! ”

Then, he turned his head and said to Hunter, "Hurry up, the child matters." ”

"You two stop me!"

"Go ahead and try!

"Okay, you guys wait!"

The overseer's voice grew farther and farther behind him, and Hawley didn't even look back.

The messenger took the two of them all the way to the door of the aquatic factory.

A salty, wet smell came from inside the factory.

Holi rushed through the door first.

The light in the house was very dim, and the floor was damp, strewn with fish entrails and scales.

A group of children are busy around a table.

They pulled the fish from the heaps of fish on the table, cut off their heads and tails with sharp knives, and threw them into the frame next to them.

One after another, over and over again.

Hunter's son sat alone in the corner, his hands clutched, his face pale.

His eyes were red and he had tears on his face.

Hawley hurriedly stepped forward and checked on Hunter's injuries.

The front half of the finger was almost completely sliced open.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, it must be very painful.

"Go where I live, I have medicine and bandages." Hawley said.

Old Hunter picked up his son, followed Hawley, and walked out the door.

In the dormitory, Hawley took out the medicine and first aid kit that his mother had prepared for him, and bandaged little Hunt.

"You have fun here, we're going back to work." Hawley bent down and said to little Hunt with a smile.

He scratched little Hunt's nose like a big brother, then picked up his clothes from the bed on one side and walked out the door with old Hunt.

When they returned to the factory, the overseer was gone.

Hawley didn't know if he had gone to make a small report, or if he had gone to do something.

He returned to his post.

During this time, Hunt came a few more times.

He had been absentmindedly looking in the direction of the factory gate.

Hunter was a little worried about what he had just done would have a bad effect on himself and Hawley.

If you really get fired.

Then I will have to find another job.

However, what he feared happened.

Not long after, the overseer appeared at the door of the factory and shouted inside:

"Moody! Hunter! This shift is over, let's go to the manager's office! ”

(End of chapter)