A busy day at work quietly came to an end.
Just as Wang Jian had previously said, the workload had indeed doubled.
The task of incinerating bodies had become extremely burdensome, with corpses of the Calamity Corpses lined up to be fed into the incinerator. Although not exactly endless, it was enough to keep people busy beyond capacity, overwhelmed with tasks.
So much so that Feng Mu, the veteran "chef," was kept so busy that he couldn't put down his spatula. The meat was not stirred evenly on the "cooking board," with oil splashing everywhere. Some parts were so charred, the smell of burning was overpowering.
Feng Mu didn't delve into the reasons behind the increase in Calamity Corpses. He simply completed his day's work diligently.
While washing the spatula, his movements were practiced and calm. However, just as he dried the last drop of water and was about to wrap up, an unexpected sight unfolded before him.
