Twelve o'clock in the night.

Yan Luge walked to the back of the human corpse processing factory, in a barren meadow that was not very crowded.

Although, according to the custom of the Mauryan Empire, even in such an uninhabited wasteland, the entrances and exits must be monitored - but only at the entrances and exits.

It's easy for Yanlu to avoid these things.

He walked among the half-man-tall weeds while chatting with the little white deer.

"What is Category E personnel?" Bai Lu asked, "I have not seen any description of Class E personnel in all the public information of the Mauryan Dynasty, whether in official documents or unofficial documents. ”

The classification of this national team talent is A-D, and the royal S, which is above the commoners.

There is no Class E.

But the strange thing is that every dynasty seems to know about the existence of Class E personnel.

The non-personal tour guide will also bow his head briefly when faced with "not getting a D-grade evaluation".

When the corpse transporter was faced with the fact that he had received an E-level evaluation for three consecutive months and was about to become an E-class personnel, he chose to jump from a high-rise building and end his life.

What exactly is a Category E Personnel?

"Because in this country, Category E personnel are inherently 'non-existent.'" Yan Luge lowered his head and curled the corners of his mouth, as if he sneered, and said, "Do you know what kind of person will become an E-class personnel?" Little white deer? ”

"What?"

"There is only one kind of person - the person who has been judged by the personified AI to be 'useless to the dynasty.'"

Useless people?

What kind of person is a useless person?

The only Class E person Bai Lu has seen is the corpse carrier.

He didn't want to die in the first place, he used to work hard for life.

It's not that he doesn't work hard, he works hard until the last day of his life.

He was just old, sick, and injured, and he couldn't do the hard work of carrying corpses, and he couldn't afford to pay the hellish "exemption money", so he could only be reduced to Class E personnel and jump from a tall building in despair.

“……”

Bailu remembered the corpse that had been dissected by her boss not long ago.

In that indescribable atmosphere in the dissecting room, Yan Luge worked as a "sand technician" for eight hours, dissecting fifty-one corpses.

Of the fifty-one bodies, two were under the age of 20; The ten bodies were between 20-60 years old; Thirty-nine bodies were between 60 and 70 years old, and none were over 70 years old.

The cause of death of these people, the first in Peacock's report is "teaching accidents", accounting for about 80%, and the rest are "diseases", "accidents", "murders", etc., but according to Bailu's observation, most of the people who died from "teaching accidents" are not so "perfect", and they are all accompanied by aging, disease, and trauma...... and so on, non-lethal factors.

Although this is only a sample collected in a small area, according to Bailu's observations, the corpses that appear in the entire autopsy room today are roughly consistent with this data ratio.

Bailu felt a chill to the bone.

"The hierarchy of talent in this country is divided by the ability to work, and once ordinary people lose their jobs, they become 'useless to the dynasty'.

"Therefore, young people will not 'take leave' when they are sick or injured, and the elderly will not 'retire' when they are old and frail. They have to work hard every day.

"Because once they are fired, once they leave their jobs, they have to pay the royal family a hefty 'waiver' to avoid being classified as useless E-personnel.

"Those who are unable to do their jobs and cannot afford to pay the waiver are sent to the 'Gakuin' – a place where people are said to be taught new skills – but in many cases, it is the end of one's life.

"Most people will die there.

"Their bodies are then sent to cadaver processing plants, where usable organs are removed and the last drop of residual value is squeezed out."

This is where cheap human organs come from in Dolang Shopping City.

This is what Yanluge wants her to see, the real other side of the country's prosperity.

"It's insane! The country is simply insane! Do they just don't treat people as human beings?! ”

"I've read sources before that the Mauryan Empire was a slave society in the early days of the Industrial Revolution...... I thought it was incredible. But now it seems that the royal family of this country has not changed at all, and until now it has treated people as slaves and livestock. ”

"It's too much! I don't have any affection for the Holy King now! ”

Compared with the angry white deer, Yanluge seems much calmer.

He didn't even respond to Bailu's words criticizing the Holy King for the first time, but brushed away the weeds and squatted down in front of a small mound: "Little Bailu, look at this. ”

The white deer's attention was drawn past.

"You've been looking for things since you first started." She asked, "Is this what you're looking for?" ”

"yes, that's it." As she spoke, she dug open the small mound in front of her, revealing what was buried inside.

It was a small, half-decomposed skeleton.

Judging by its size, bone shape, and fur covering, the bones did not belong to a human, but to a puppy.

It looked dead for days.

The corpses had begun to rot and stink, the black and white fur rotted and stinking, the internal organs had burst to the ground, and the maggots of white flowers had arched in the abdominal cavity.

Yan Luge didn't care, stretched out his hand, and pressed his finger on the head of the dog's corpse with the bones exposed.

"Its owner rejected my gift...... It's a shame. The boy sighed.

From the words of Yan Luge, Bailu knew the identity of the little puppy corpse - it was the puppy "stinky" that the corpse transporter once raised.

But a few days ago, the puppy was crushed to death by the sand technician who had been "possessed" by Yan Luge.

A little ghostly light spread out from the fingertips of the song and melted into the body of the dog's corpse.

The corpse of the dog, which had been dead for an unknown amount of time, shuddered.

"Although I know that not everyone has the courage to fight. There are too many ordinary people like corpse carriers, who will only choose silence or even death in the face of injustice. Yan Luge said, "—But how can I take back the gift I have given? ”

The dog corpse struggled to its feet from the pit.

It didn't seem to be quite used to its own body, and when it got up, it tripped over its intestines.

It took a moment for it to stand still, looking around in confusion with a pair of hollow eyes that had rotted.

It didn't see anything.

Yanluge has left...... Leave the area that the newborn undead can perceive.

"Isn't its owner eager to ask the sand technician why he threw his dog to death?" Yan Luge looked at the small dog corpse staggering in the grass from a distance, and smiled playfully, "Let it say hello to itself." ”

(End of chapter)