Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 356

Cough!

Mike Joseph took out his handkerchief, covered his mouth, and coughed several times.

The smog in the factory district was thicker than anywhere else. The air was gray with a yellowish tint as though it was floating dust. Occasionally a pungent, suffocating odor that even Mr. Reporter, who was long used to the Backlund air, could not bear.

He turned to Klein who was also coughing softly.

“I’ve always been a huge supporter of the government’s establishment of the National Atmospheric Pollution Council and the alkaline industry inspector, but only today did I learn that the problem has become so serious.”

“If we don’t take effective measures, it may become a tragedy in the future.” Klein tried hard to clear his blocked nose.

Perhaps the whole of Backlund would be shrouded in smog that results in one’s vision not exceeding five meters, and it’s possible that an evil god would descend or be born in such a backdrop… he added silently.

Old Kohler didn’t quite understand the conversation. He cleared his throat that was filled with thick phlegm and led the reporter and the detective around the watchman and into a lead factory.

Most of the workers were women. They were working busily without any protection, and the factory floor was filled with dust.

Looking at the “tiny particles” floating in the air, Klein felt like he was looking at toxic gas. The young ladies without masks were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

For a moment, he felt as though he was back in Tingen, back to the time when he had helped Sir Deweyville deal with the grievance haunting him.

He seemed to have already witnessed the future of each and every female worker—some of them with throbbing heads, some with blurred vision, some turning hysterical, some with gums with a blue line, and finally, they either went blind or fell dead.

It’s like a large-scale, bloody sacrificial ritual. The only difference is that the target is that flashing symbol of money… If the Aurora Order, Rose School of Thought, and other evil sects could make good use of similar situations, just like what Lanevus did, there would be a huge problem… Klein covered his mouth and nose as he quietly watched.

Mike Joseph muttered in surprise and anger, “How can this be?

“How can they be like this?

“A while ago, all sorts of newspapers and magazines were focused on the issue of lead poisoning. Why aren’t they using any precautionary measures at all?

“They can’t even bear to use a mask?

“These factory owners are murderers!”

is he so aware of lead poisoning? Right, I forgot. I had gotten Sir Deweyville to advertise the dangers of lead poisoning on

and asked a few workers who had changed shifts, then he left the

one factory after another, but lost their mood to discuss anything when they saw the squalor of the place

outside a factory. They were mostly women, and they were excitedly shouting something and

Mike asked

was

go over and

crowd.

Old Kohler took a breath

hadn’t been in charge of similar news before, and so he didn’t know much about the situation. As for Klein, he had

textile factory. They wish to use the latest textile machines, so the number of people

to smash the machines and get their jobs back, or else they’ll probably not survive. Perhaps, the only choice is for them to become street

to say “fools,” but he didn’t say anything in the end. He just looked in silence

much finished my

began to walk out of the factory

Mike glanced at Klein and spoke

anything else to do if the lead factories who do

said, “If it’s just a few factories, there won’t be much of a problem, but some female workers might suffer

disaster if too many factories are shut down in a short period of time, not to mention the people who

people in East Borough will lead an even more difficult life or die as a result. It would be a hell-like scene, and even if this world doesn’t have Beyonder powers, it would still bring about a huge

again, and after paying ten pounds and six soli, he left the smoke-emitting factory district

the carriage ride into the distance but didn’t say

had known and come into contact with the lives of the poor, but the impression left on him wasn’t as deep this

human abyss in front

is truly filled with hidden dangers and tinder-like threats. If one isn’t careful, it can be ignited by a cult… Klein pondered for a few seconds and said, “Kohler, I’d like to

you, giving you the money to build a relationship with the other workers.

Kohler’s eyes lit

“No problem!”

price, and he

If you provide me with information that I’m satisfied with, there will also be an additional 5

pound?” Old Kohler blurted out

his warmest and happiest days, he was paid only twenty-one soli a week, or one pound

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