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*Warning! A disturbing scene ahead***

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Although they would be harvesting, it wasn't everything because there were areas with young weeds that weren't ready for harvest yet, so such weeds need daily treatment. This was why nobody cared about the agricultural aircraft flying around the whole farm, spraying chemicals on the weeds. 

However, where someone started to smell something fishy was when he spotted the planes spraying the area that would soon be harvested. The man furrowed his brows, ready to make a call when the planes suddenly turned and left in sync. Before he could blink, he heard the air making hissing sounds as an object cut through the it, rushing towards the house he was standing in. 

The man was standing on the balcony of a glass house on one side of the huge field. The glasshouse was a ten-story building, housing tens of thousands of workers.