The fat man swept away a large area with his broadsword, hacking apart five or six meat bulbs in a row.

The ruptured meat bulbs leaked a lot of foul-smelling green juice, and several corpses of adult males with similar levels of development fell out.

The fat man pointed the tip of his knife at the flat chests of these corpses and complained, "Why are they all adult males!"

The fat man didn't believe it, and like cutting watermelons, he cut open another three meat bulbs in a row: "Male—male—male, how are they all damn males!"

I said to the fat man with a wry smile, "You know, they've figured out how to reproduce asexually, so it's no surprise they can direct the cultivation of males! Besides, because of the difference in strength between men and women, isn't there an absolute advantage in the proportion of men in the army?"

I looked around and saw countless meat bulb "wombs" of all sizes. I thought to myself, if this place continues to operate for hundreds of years, one day it will create an army that sweeps across Asia, even the entire world. There is no doubt about this.

Thinking of this, I felt a slight chill down my spine.

The fat man nodded repeatedly, seeing that what I said made sense.

Rouyi and Jennifer had been listening to the exchange between me and the fat man. Seeing that the meat bulbs and corpses were not dangerous, they came closer to me and the fat man. Jennifer, emboldened and unafraid of the stench, curiously poked at the corpses with her hunting knife.

"Eh?!" Jennifer seemed to have discovered something. She went back and forth between several corpses, checking, and she was checking a certain part of the corpses.

"It's so strange, Fatty," Jennifer said, puzzled.

"What's wrong?" The fat man looked at Jennifer with a gentle expression.

Jennifer used her hunting knife to pull apart the intertwined legs of several different corpses, exposing their private parts in front of us: "Look, these corpses don't have any reproductive organs."

The fat man took a closer look and exclaimed, "Damn! Damn! That's right! Your observation is too detailed."

I wanted to complain about the fat man, but I didn't want to embarrass him in front of Jennifer, so I gave up.

We all fell into a long silence.

If that's the case, then all of these cultivated "people" are cloned "tools."

I felt a surge of panic. What is the purpose for which these "tools" are being produced?

It wasn't just me who thought of this. The fat man, Rouyi, and Jennifer probably thought of it too. Their faces were also very ugly.

We kept staring at the corpses, but didn't speak, silently observing each other.

During our silence, the water tower made a muffled "thud" sound, which sounded like something had fallen into the water, or like some kind of creature in the water was taking a big gulp.

This square seemed to have been abandoned for many years, but the red lines extending from the mangroves connected to the water tower and emitting a strange red light constantly reminded me that things were definitely not that simple.

Thinking of the various strange behaviors of the mangroves I had seen before, I felt a little bit of apprehension.

The fat man kept staring at the water tower until the muffled sound stopped.

Without saying a word, he simply made a gesture, telling us to follow him.

So, I, Rouyi, and Jennifer followed.

The direction in which the fat man was advancing was the back of the water tower, away from the square. As he walked, he cut off the meat tubes connecting the meat bulbs to the water tower.

The effect was immediate. After the meat tubes were cut off, the meat bulbs quickly withered. Before, these meat bulbs were only severely dehydrated, but now they directly shrunk into a ball, and the corpses inside the meat bulbs also withered along with them.

The meat bulbs quickly turned into a shrunken stone, wilting and falling to the ground.

Without guessing, the fat man's move must have been to cut off the nutrient supply of the "womb," completely cutting off the chance for the "human body" inside the "womb" to grow and develop.

However, there were too many "wombs" in the square. Even if the fat man hacked away non-stop for a month, he probably wouldn't be able to clear them all.

Moreover, the "people" inside the "wombs" had already stopped developing, so they were basically corpses. The fat man was doing useless work.

I told the fat man my thoughts, and then reminded him, "Save some energy. The things inside the meat bulbs are already dead. Besides, there are so many meat bulbs in the square, you can't clear them all."

The fat man clicked his tongue and said, "This Fatty isn't going to clear them all. This thing is too disgusting. I can't stand it!"

The fat man was just venting. Anyway, he wasn't a reckless fool, so let him vent. The fat man cleared the meat bulbs on the road as he led the way. Jennifer followed the fat man's example and cleared a few meat bulbs that were blocking the way.

We walked all the way to the edge of the square and came to another passage. This passage was larger and could accommodate two people passing side by side. I took a rough look inside. There was a flickering light. This passage was actually a slope extending forward and upward.

"Fatty, how did you know there was a passage here?" I couldn't help but ask him with some doubts.

The fat man said, "Don't underestimate me. This Fatty was born as a reconnaissance soldier. After we came here, I observed the circle of green light. From a distance, there was a very small break in the circle of green light here, so I judged that there might be an exit here. Sure enough..."

At this moment, the water tower behind us made another muffled sound. This muffled sound was even longer. This muffled sound was actually warning us to leave quickly.