Chapter 519 You Would Be Broken

At three in the morning, on the outskirts of town, a large pharmaceutical factory stood shrouded in silence. From the distance, a black van crept forward, its dim headlights barely cutting through the darkness. The vehicle moved like a shadow, quiet and unnoticed in the desolate wilderness. Inside the van, a man with green hair peered out at the approaching building and murmured, “Is that the factory, Russell?”