The Mountain of Confinement used special handcuffs to force the Magicians to continue working.
The main reason was that it took a lot of resources for a country to nurture a Magician. If the Magicians were locked up in the prison or sentenced to death every day, it would be a huge waste of manpower and resources.
The Mountain of Confinement had a huge population. It was like a relatively large enterprise.
The reason why Lehuo Town was able to become a small town was mainly because of the existence of the Mountain of Confinement. Many people lived around the 'enterprise'.
Mofan had lived here for almost a year. Even if he was focused on his cultivation, he should have known there was a prison factory here.
It seemed like both the government and the workers had done something to keep it a secret. Ordinary people would not know about it.
…
"I've checked it out. Everything here is very orderly. I can't see anything that's against the rules. It's a model enterprise, "Ling Ling said to Mofan.
"Mm, that's what it looks like," Mofan looked down at the place from above.
These people had a clear division of labor, and were working in an orderly manner. Even at a remote sentry post, the Magicians were standing upright like poles, scanning their surroundings with sharp eyes.
The smallest of them was an ordinary worker, while the biggest ones were the guards and guards of the Mountain of Confinement.
If it wasn't for the Dark Noble Mantle, Mofan had a feeling he would not be able to break into the place without alerting anyone.
"Hohoho!"
More than ten workers were shouting in unison as they quickly filled up a truck with Solid Clay.
The truck driver started the engine and drove out of the gate.
The inspection at the gate was very complicated. There were a total of three inspections …
Not only were the trucks inspected, even the Solid Clay was carefully scanned to make sure there were no criminal Magicians trying to escape.
"Those laborer Magicians are having a hard time escaping," Mofan said.
Ling Ling nodded.
With such strict procedures, Mofan was most likely handcuffed. It would be difficult for him to escape from the prison.
"There are so many people here." Lingling made a rough estimation.
They hadn't even reached the largest construction pit, but just the filling, organizing, and guarding of the outer perimeter already felt like there were one to two thousand people.
Back when he was in Lehuo Town, Mofan felt that other than the frequent smog and the heavy industrial pollution, everything was peaceful and soothing. Who would have thought that after crossing a mountain, there would be such a vigorous large-scale factory!
There were a total of nine pits.
Every work pit had large machinery.
Pit No. 1 was where the prisoners worked.
The other eight buildings, as well as the factory buildings, were mostly for the people who worked there. There were accommodation, canteen, rest area, processing room, transportation yard, parking lot …
It could be said that this was a small town, but it was similar to Foxconn's assembly line, boring, depressing, and mechanical.
When they arrived at the first construction pit, it was a completely different scene.
After all, he was a dangerous criminal.
The first construction pit was extremely complicated. It was surrounded by powerful magic formations. Even a Super Shadow Mage like Mo Fan had trouble entering it.
Apart from them, there were also many powerful warden Mages.
Further behind the first construction pit was a typical prison building. It was unlikely that the prisoners would have any direct contact with the workers.
They were let out to work in the first construction pit and returned to the prison building after finishing their work. The workers would then enter the first construction pit to transport the rare materials, collect them, and process them.
The first construction pit might have magic formations, but it was obvious from the second construction pit and the factory.
It was late at night. A few hundred prisoners were working in the construction pits.
It was likely that they were the ones working the night shift.
In the first construction pit, their Spiritual Seals would be lifted temporarily, allowing them to use their Spells.
Mo Fan saw a prisoner with the Earth Element. He was standing still, yet he was able to make the rare Earth Element grow like bamboo shoots.
There was also a prisoner with the Space Element. He was controlling a few dozen shovels with his Telekinesis to dig at the same spot rapidly.
There were also some Fire Mages. They were using their flames to provide heat for the machines that were digging the pits. The machines were operating like steam engines.
These prisoners must have been working for many years. They were very familiar with the job, and were very orderly. There was no sign of hostility or violence on them. Instead, it felt like they were working very hard.
"It's strange," Lingling said.
"It's such a conscientious enterprise. Is this Lu Kun really the Red Demon? How did he manage this place so well?" said Mo Fan.
Even the prisoners had become model workers!
It was unbelievable.
The prisoners were all proud Mages before they were sent to prison. Not only were they superior to the others, they were also vicious and cruel.
It was understandable that the workers were working hard, but it was unbelievable that the prisoners, who were difficult to manage and could easily cause a riot, had become diligent workers!
Could it be that the Red Demon's personality had changed?
After all these years of settling down, he had become an incomparably successful management entrepreneur.
"The workers are strange, and so are the prisoners," said Ling Ling.
"They are a little strange, but I can't put my finger on it," said Mo Fan.
"They aren't angry. Every one of them is doing their job very seriously. I don't see anyone slacking off, I don't see them gossiping. More importantly, even if they are doing very dirty and tiring work, they don't have the slightest bit of emotion, "Ling Ling said.
Mo Fan had the same feeling after hearing what Ling Ling said.
Yes, these people were very mechanical. If the giant factory was a machine that was operating vigorously, they would be the links, gears, and screws.
It was too orderly!
It was too formulaic!
As long as they were alive, how could they not have any emotions?
There was not even a glance between the drivers and the porters.
The people eating in the cafeteria and the workers next to them did not gossip.
The prisoners in the first pit did not complain at all. They did whatever they were told to do.
As for the Early Warning Mages … Everything was so harmonious, without a hint of impulsiveness, but they still did their job!
There was no laziness.
There was no complaint.
There was no communication outside of work.
Work, work, work, everyone did their job well …
If a company with more than ten people had such a phenomenon, it meant that the boss was very successful.
But how could a large company with four to five thousand people not have any "normal" emotions!
"Their emotions seem to have been sucked away by something."
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