The car was moving.

Karun was planning to take a nap. With his head leaning against the car window, Alfred, who was driving, handed him a pillow with one hand.

"Young master, use this."

"Where did you get it?"

"I bought it after dropping you off at Apple Street."

Karun placed the pillow against the car window and leaned on it, closing his eyes.

"It's very comfortable."

Alfred smiled and continued to focus on driving.

John thought that after he said the word "pigsty," he could arouse Karun's interest. Everyone who flattered others knew that sometimes being able to talk to the person they flattered was a gift.

But Karun's bland reaction made John feel disappointed.

Pavaro reached out his hand, leaned over the seat, and landed on John's head.

John felt his head go cold and shivered subconsciously. He felt like this gentleman was like a dead person.

"In fact, it has a soul."

John asked with some confusion, "Are you talking about it, who are you referring to?"

"The one you just mentioned."

"Pigsty?"

"It's seeking revenge."

"This..."

"You, you are the target of its revenge."

"Me?"

"You may think it's fun to have these special abilities now, but when your pollution worsens and you lose control, you will regret being born."

Pavaro withdrew his hand from John's head, but John shivered again.

"What should I do then?"

Alfred spoke up, "You should learn to believe!"

"Believe... which religion should I believe in?"

"Believe in the true First Church!"

"Specifically... who is it?"

"You think you can believe in whoever you want? This church has strict screening requirements for every believer!"

Currently, the only believer in this church is himself, half a cat, and half a dog.

"Oh, okay." John didn't know how to respond.

A short period of silence followed.

"Pavaro, can you play a song, Alfred?" Pavaro asked.

"Of course, which one do you want to listen to?"

"Any, I used to think that listening to music was a waste of time, but now I think that waste is a kind of beauty, a very luxurious beauty."

Alfred turned on the car radio, and soon, the melody and singing flowed out. It was the song "Write a Letter to My Past Self" that Karun had heard before.

Pavaro shrunk his neck into his coat collar and relaxed his body as much as possible. Of course, this was just his own feeling of relaxation. His muscles had long since stiffened.

Karun closed his eyes and asked, "Do you have any feelings?"

Pavaro smiled, "I can find feelings in anything I see or hear now."

John interjected, "You're really sensitive."

Then, Karun continued to sleep with his eyes closed, and Pavaro continued to listen to the music.

John opened his eyes wide and sat up straight, awkwardly rubbing his shoes against the floor. Because of Alfred's relationship, the car radio became a CD player, and this song had been playing on repeat.

Karun really fell asleep. He had been too busy these days and hadn't had a proper sleep.

He didn't know how long he had slept, but Karun was awakened by Alfred's voice.

"Young master, young master."

Karun opened his eyes, put down the pillow, and asked while rubbing his neck.

"Are we there?"

"Young master, we're almost there. By the way, do you think the truck in front looks familiar?"Karun leaned to the middle and looked out the front window.

"It looks familiar, the advertisement on the train."

"Yes, sir. Last time when you were driving, we encountered a traffic accident on our way home. A car and a truck collided."

"Was it a company car?"

"The taillight was broken and they hadn't had a chance to fix it yet. I remember it was just a car."

"How coincidental." Karun paused. "And they're playing the same song."

"Sir, the Misu Sausage Factory is up ahead. This car is heading in the same direction."

Karun nodded.

They arrived at the sausage factory. The factory gate was at the bottom of a hill on the road. As the gate opened, a truck drove in while another truck drove out. Even at this time, the factory still appeared very busy.

"I never thought we would come knocking on their door like this." Puerh sighed.

"This is the method my grandfather taught me," Karun chuckled.

Alfred was driving and drove straight past the gate without stopping. After driving a distance, he turned the car into an alley under the road and parked.

"Squeak..."

A somewhat jarring sound was heard.

"Hiss..." Alfred took a sharp breath and said with distress, "Oh no, the car is scratched."

John immediately comforted him. "It's just a car."

Alfred didn't respond and quickly got out of the car to check the damage.

"..." John.

He didn't know what had happened tonight. He had been trying to fit in and please everyone, but kept saying the wrong things.

Karun helped Mr. Pavaro out of the car. Alfred was a little annoyed, "I never thought there would be a utility pole in the alley. We need to repaint the car."

"It's okay, the car is just a means of transportation," Karun comforted.

Puerh, who had been sleeping the whole way, was now riding on Kevin's back.

"Woof!"

"We checked here before, but we didn't find anything unusual. There must be a simple shielding formation here."

"I'll investigate."

Alfred took out a small bag and sprinkled some white powder on the ground. Then he took out a few black charcoal-like objects and placed them on the powder. These were all formation materials. Alfred had brought some backup materials when he left the Allen estate, where he had been practicing formations.

"Do we have enough materials?" Karun asked.

Alfred shook his head. "Sir, we need to find a way to earn some points."

"I also need some specific materials," Pavaro said. "After I receive my salary, I can buy them through the channels of the Order of the Gods. I can give the points to the messenger who comes to our door three times a month, and he will help us purchase them in the region and bring them back."

"Your monthly salary isn't enough to buy Blood Spirit Powder, let alone for us," Puerh said.

After speaking, Puerh realized she had said the wrong thing and quickly apologized. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it that way."

"Sometimes, I also doubt myself and wonder if I made the wrong choice," Pavaro said.

"You didn't," Karun said. "But in my eyes, it's hard for me to see where I'm doing things right."

"As a responsible person like you, how could you be wrong? As for what you said about not being able to see where you're doing things right, it's not because of you, but because of the Order."

"I gradually understand why you said you didn't want to have anything to do with the Order of the Gods."

"Order is order, and the church is the church. We believe in order."Karun didn't say: Order is order, and the God of Order is the God of Order.

"You understand it better than I do."

"You have a deeper understanding than I do."

"I suddenly feel honored that you can use my name and identity later on... no, I should be honored that the mask made by my name and identity can give you some convenience."

"Woof!"

Kevin heard this and barked in excitement, wagging his tail. He also gestured for Puerh, who was sitting on his back, to translate quickly.

"It says it feels the same way."

"The formation is set up. I'll test it out." Alfred stood up and began reciting the incantations of the Principle God Religion.

This was a simple test formation, very low-level, with its only use being to sense whether there was a formation operating nearby. It couldn't even sense slightly more advanced formations.

The black object in the center of the white powder ignited and quickly went out, emitting some white smoke. Alfred began to observe the trajectory of the smoke, finally confirming, "Young master, there is indeed a formation in the direction of the sausage factory."

"How do we get in? Do we just barge in?" Pavarotti asked.

"It's a coincidence. My grandfather taught me this." After hearing this, Alfred ran out without needing any instructions.

After about fifteen minutes, a truck drove up to them. The driver had a vacant look, and sitting in the passenger seat was Alfred.

"Young master, Mr. Pavarotti, please get on the truck. The factory is very large, and it's tiring to walk in. It's more convenient to ride in the truck."

Alfred got off the truck and walked over to open the cargo compartment. After opening it, he was stunned.

This was a truck that had just come out of the factory and was "hijacked" by Alfred, but he himself hadn't had time to inspect it.

Karun helped Pavarotti walk over and saw that the cargo compartment was piled with skeletons, not human bones, but livestock skeletons.

"Young master, you can sit in the passenger seat." Alfred suggested.

"No need, I'll sit here." It was inconvenient to sit on the driver's seat because there were too many people on that side when they entered the factory gate.

Karun helped Pavarotti into the cargo compartment, and he sat down. Karun also sat down.

The Golden Retriever jumped into the cargo compartment and lay down, sniffing and seeming to enjoy the environment.

Little John climbed up as well, but his face turned pale when he got up, and he crouched there, shivering and hugging his knees.

Pavarotti said, "Do you know why I've been supporting my investigation into this matter?"

"You tell me."

"For these past few years, almost every night, I would stand outside my two daughters' bedroom doors for a while. I could hear their suppressed sobs. They were tortured by illness and were in a lot of pain. As a father, I empathized with them, and I don't know how many times I prayed, hoping to transfer the pollution on my two daughters' bodies to my own body.

After investigating this matter, the crying in my ears at night was no longer just my two daughters. I seemed to hear many girls crying, and they were also in a lot of pain and were very pitiful. Most of them were around the same age as my daughters.

They were all supposed to bloom like flowers. Why should they suffer such cruelty?

I can't sleep until I finish investigating this matter."

Karun closed his eyes and nodded.

"So, I want to thank you. I thought I could finally rest forever even if I didn't finish investigating this matter, but I didn't expect you to hear my prayers.""Can I say something from the heart?"

"Of course, what's there to hide for someone who might only have one day left?"

"I can't empathize with you the way you do with me, maybe it's because I don't have children, or maybe it's because I'm naturally indifferent."

"But you still took my investigation notebook from Annie, brought me home, 'revived' me, and now, brought me here with you. Your indifference doesn't stop you from doing these things. Or maybe, it's not indifference, but because you have a set of rules you always abide by. People with strong abilities usually don't have much time to take care of their rich emotions, not only because they don't have the time, but also because they don't feel it's necessary."

"I'm a psychologist."

A quick look at "pawread.com" will leave you more fulfilled.

"I've heard of that profession, it seems to make a lot of money."

"So, do I need to pay you for counseling fees?"

"Oh, of course, 40 Leir, no bargaining."

"Hehehe."

Karun and Puerh both laughed.

Puerh reached out and patted Kevin's dog head with her paw:

"Meow, meow." (You think you're impressive just by showing an expression of enjoyment? Look at someone else's style.)

"Woof..."

Kevin looked very aggrieved.

The truck restarted, turned around, and stopped at the factory gate. There seemed to be voices outside, but soon the truck drove again and did not turn around. Alfred must have controlled the driver to pass the factory security check.

"The defense here is very loose," Puerh said.

"Because it's hard to find this place," Karun said, "the real defense is on the outside, not here."

"Is it because of what happened today? I think I saw lights in one direction at night."

"Yeah," Karun replied, "they'll be short-handed tonight."

The Raphael family was brought over and became cannon fodder, with heavy casualties; the members of the Order of the Gods were also gathered together to hunt down the remnants of the Light; tonight was indeed the most relaxed time for the defense of this factory.

"I suddenly feel that being hasty and direct is actually a good thing," Puerh smiled, "because this way, you don't have to think and weigh repeatedly, not only may you lose opportunities, but also you may not be able to come up with a more secure and perfect method after repeated consideration."

"Yes."

"So, is this what your grandfather taught you?"

"No," Karun shook his head, "when I was with my grandfather, I could be impulsive and didn't need to weigh things, because I wasn't worried about the cost of failure and problems."

The truck leaned forward and started to descend, probably entering a location similar to an underground parking lot.

Finally, the truck stopped.

The door of the carriage was opened.

"Young master, we've arrived, you can get off now. The workers in this workshop just finished their night shift, and there are only a few guards who are at the first level of the faith system."

Karun helped Mr. Puerh down from the truck, and Kevin carried Karun and jumped down.

Little John continued to squat in the car, his body began to tremble more violently.

He had secretly come here in his father's car before, and after being discovered by his father, he even slapped himself. That was the only time his father had ever hit him in his memory.

This time, Little John suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if he was falling into an ice cellar, and even breathing became a bit difficult.

"He shouldn't have come," Puerh said, "this is where he was contaminated."

"Pay off his father's debt for him, and get down!"Xiao John looked at Karun, then struggled to stand up, and then struggled to climb down from the truck. When he landed, his feet were empty and he fell, but he didn't cry out in pain. Instead, he hugged himself and dodged something around him in fear.

Finally, he instinctively leaned against Karun when he had physical contact with him. Suddenly, a sentence came to his mind, which he said to Karun when he received psychological treatment from him:

"Your words shattered my pride. It turns out that I am just a fool who likes to twist his body and show off his fat in the pigpen fence."

At this time, Xiao John's body kept trembling, and he murmured, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong..."

"Young master, this way." Alfred led the way. To be precise, there was a guard leading the way, but Alfred controlled him.

Ahead, there was a large sliding door. Alfred walked up and opened the door, revealing the scene inside.

Karun and others seemed to be standing on a small platform. Below, under the dazzling light bulbs on the ceiling, there was a layout completely similar to a pig farm, except that there were no pigs in each nest, but a person.

They were either pale or emaciated, each one tortured into an unrecognizable state. None of them were standing, all lying on the ground. Perhaps they didn't even have the strength to stand up now.

Many of them also noticed the movement from above and looked over, but their eyes were full of despair and numbness.

Below, there was a row of water buckets with stored fresh blood.

Behind the water bucket was a groove like a water channel, filled with black liquid and many bodies that had been thrown down.

The air was filled with a strong smell of decay.

This was a scene that was very subversive to people's inner concepts, because you could see your own kind being raised as livestock.

Karun stood there, staring at the bottom.

At this time, Pavaro's emotions had reached a critical point.

He knelt on the ground, closed his eyes, clenched his fists, and roared angrily, "How dare they really do this, how dare they, they represent order!"

Karun was ready to squat down and stabilize him, but at this moment, Mr. Pavaro struggled to stand up on his own, gently pushing away Karun's support.

He opened his eyes and looked down again, saying very seriously and devoutly, "According to the investigation, it has been confirmed that the evil church activities of harming ordinary people are being carried out here. According to Article 1 of Chapter 13 of the Supplementary Order Regulations, this place will be sealed off, and all involved church members will be held responsible!"