The death rate among the Nipogen Race was extremely high.
Vast numbers of Nipogen died nearly every day.
Chu Sheng waited outside the mysterious factory in Drake City.
Before long, two Nipogen hurried over, carrying a corpse covered by a white sheet.
With a thought, Chu Sheng immediately reverted to his Primitive Form.
He transformed into an ordinary White-striped Aedes Mosquito and concealed his entire aura.
Then, he silently flew over and hid in the dead Nipogen's hair.
'Shit! This guy hasn't washed his hair in years!'
An incredibly pungent and sour smell shot straight up Chu Sheng's nostrils.
It nearly knocked him out on the spot.
Chu Sheng fought back his nausea, clinging tightly to the greasy hair, not daring to move an inch.
Fortunately, he didn't have to wait long.
The factory's heavy metal gate slowly opened.
Two Nipogen in white uniforms walked out.
They didn't say a word, simply taking the body, placing it on a small cart, and turning to enter the factory.
