What they did was actually similar to what a certain group of workers at the institute did.
They work in food processing in a large underground trading market.
Because of the unspeakable nature of this kind of job... not many races dare to apply for it and adapt to it.
Because what they have to deal with may not just be dead objects with inanimate characteristics such as trees, flowers and grass...
There are many, such as the animal meat provided to the gladiatorial arena, as well as the separation of certain parts or organs of some creatures used for medicine or food... they also need to be operated.
Because of differences in race tolerance, not all creatures can do this job.
Coupled with the diversity of the races sent here for treatment and the complexity of the parts required, it is basically impossible to separate them just with instruments.
There are also many creatures that cherish scarce resources. Most of them are delivered through shady routes and are delivered through smuggling channels. It is impossible to send them to the conveyor belt for processing in a fair and open manner.
So this kind of dirty work must be left in the hands of living people.
It was precisely because of the need for living people to work that the siblings were given a chance.
To them, these grotesque creatures are not intelligent humans at all.
They don't even look like the wood frogs and armyworms in their native tropical rainforests.
Seven or eight tentacles and five or six eyes can bring no other feeling except nausea.
So after learning about this job, the two of them readily agreed.
The basic salary for working here for one day, plus the emergency bonus calculated based on the number of pieces, is enough for the two siblings to live happily in the shelter.
However, their work brought great mental harm to the audience in the live broadcast room.
These people were originally very optimistic about the crispness of the siblings, but now after seeing their work, it seems that their world is about to collapse.
"Oh my God, what do you think this is?"
"In this dirty black market, are ingredients processed in this environment?"
The siblings couldn't see what everyone was talking about, and they even felt that the environment here was very clean.
They will be given a set of protective clothing when working to prevent biological mucus from contaminating the clothes they wear.
During operation, there are also special machines that eject different equipment according to their needs.
For example, knife, fork, hook, tweezers, and other fine tools can be expanded or reduced in size according to their imagination.
The leader who brought them on board gave them a brief talk and they quickly got started.
After dealing with only a few creatures, the managers here discovered the difference between the siblings.
Most of the people who come to work here are from the garbage race of the garbage planet, and they can be considered well-informed.
But these two primitive people were particularly different.
Because even people who came from the garbage planet, when dealing with the corpses of the once intelligent races...
There will also be a moment of discomfort and unbearable expressions.
But these two humans were completely unresponsive the entire time.
They even commented on a snake-like beast corpse in their native language.
The supervisor could not understand the original languages of these two humans, and the translator did not carry this small language.
But he could feel it from the other person's emotions...the two of them were a little inexplicably excited, and even had some unspeakable covetousness? ?
Please! This is a flower beast from the snake orc clan. Apart from the extremely precious medicinal material in its gallbladder... there is nothing worth getting excited about, right?
But the two siblings said, "Wow, sister, this snake looks so fresh! The snake meat is still petal-by-petal, crystal clear!"
"Oh my god, really, do you think we can take it back secretly and bake it... We won't have to spend anything else on eating it."
After all, her elder sister was more knowledgeable. She looked around and found that the supervisor's look at them had changed, so she quickly stopped her: "No, after we take out the snake gallbladder, don't act rashly. Look at the supervisor's look, maybe I just want to swallow this giant python for myself!"
After all, when this giant python was placed on the transport belt, it was clearly stated on the labeled basket that only the gallbladder would be removed.
As for where this part of the body will be transported after the removal is completed, it is really hard to say.
The two siblings completely misunderstood the supervisor's intentions.
The quarrel in the live broadcast room has now reached its most intense stage.
'Are you concerned about the working environment now? What we want to see now is that this kind of business still exists in the shelter! '
'The corpses of these races are still fresh. Although they came off the refrigerated truck, during the process of being transported, can you guarantee that they were really in a state of death?'
'Also, why are there biopharmaceuticals now? Well, even if there are, why dare to use intelligent creatures! '
'Ahhh! I want to protest, I want to protest! Who always thinks that pure biopharmaceuticals are more noble than synthetic ones? '
'I don't think this is for medicinal effect, the people who use it are perverts! ! '
For a time, the live broadcast room was in harmony.
The exhibition site, which was originally quite quiet, suddenly exploded into chaos.
Countless complaints rushed toward the backstage of the display section.
Many races or similar species that have appeared in this black market are extremely angry.
Isn't this telling other races in the entire galaxy in public about their unknown value?
What if there really is a genetically defective race that covets the characteristics of their race?
Also, do the display columns really know nothing about the activities in the shelter?
Or is it that if this phenomenon is not discovered, it is actually allowed by the Interstellar Federation?
Regarding this, the person in charge of the display column was very worried, but while he was anxious, he was also very excited.
Because they didn't expect that there was such a big secret hidden in the shelter...
This is the first time that their display section has been discovered after so many times of cooperation with shelters.
In the past, the shelters on the display planets were all majestic, tall and positive.
Only this time the refuge was so... different.
This feedback was quickly reported to the person in charge of the display column.
The reported information was handed over to the higher race Olaf, the real investor in this display column.
This is also the first time for this group of advanced racial associations to meet.
They never thought that in a remote planet, in a seemingly remote shelter, there could be such a big trick.
While they obtained this information...
