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!”

of lead poisoning? Right, I forgot. I had gotten Sir Deweyville to advertise the dangers of

He quietly observed and asked a few workers who had changed shifts, then he

to discuss anything when they saw the squalor of the

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

happened?” Mike asked Old

was

over

the outside of the factory and blended into the crowd. It took him several minutes to get back to Klein and

to smash those new machines!” Old Kohler took a breath and

know much about the situation. As for Klein,

the number of people in charge of controlling the machines needed will decrease. It seems… it seems

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

opened his mouth. From the shape of his mouth, he looked like he was going to say “fools,” but he didn’t say anything in

back. I’ve pretty much finished my investigative interviews.” After a

around and began to walk out of

Mike glanced at Klein and spoke in a

the lead factories who do not provide protection are shut down,

a problem, but some female workers might suffer

period of time, not to mention the people who lose their jobs after the new textile machines

the streets like zombies. They might lower the conditions of their pay in order to snatch the jobs of others… Who knows how many people in East Borough will lead an even more

after paying ten pounds and six soli, he left

at the carriage ride into the distance but didn’t

had known and come into contact with the lives of the poor, but the impression left

multidimensional observation revealed a human abyss in front of

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 ask

giving you the money to build a relationship with the other workers. Every week, we will

Kohler’s eyes

“No problem!”

of the price, and he fully trusted the good

soli as funds and compensation. If you provide me with

pound?” Old Kohler blurted out

days, he was paid only twenty-one soli a week, or one pound one

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