Yang Yuan shook his head: "At that time, I was still an ordinary person. When I saw those people too weak from hunger to keep up with the main group, my heart softened. I took them in, gave them food and water, and led them on a long journey. I remember the guy leading them was called Li Qingshan, with a scar on his nose. Their group looked so frail and pitiful, but you never really know someone. Once, when I was injured, they took advantage of my unconsciousness to take the food and water away. It made me so angry that I awakened on the spot."
"...?"
Chen Xianzhi had black lines on his forehead, then said indignantly, "Truly a bunch of ungrateful parasites. Mr. Yang Yuan, your factory has arrived."
At this moment, they reached the edge of the security zone, and a newly built factory appeared ahead.
The so-called factory was quite simple, mainly consisting of a huge rain shelter and a large circle of three-meter-high metal fencing.
