As expected of him, he knows how to play
Madman!
Devil!
At this moment, only regret remained in the leader's mind. He thought this mission would be easy, but he didn't expect it to be life-threatening!
He thought the guy could fight at most, but he didn't expect his combat power to be off the charts.
He carried a knife on him, and it was currently pressed against his neck.
This script!
Who changed it?
Give me back the original 'crush the opponent' script!!!
Slap!
Another 'reboot' skill strike.
“Don't overact. Talk. Give me a reason not to physically grant you salvation.”
...
Half an hour later.
The twelve people were all close to collapse. The psychological trauma was more painful than their physical injuries.
Oh my god!
From tomorrow on, I'm going to be a good person and stop being a thug.
No!
Right now, immediately!
Find a job, honor my parents, respect the elderly and love the young, be united and friendly, for the beautiful tomorrow of the human community.
Struggle! For! Life!
That said...
Can you let us go to the hospital first? Shouting slogans costs a lot of blood!
“Very good. Seeing as you've gained such enlightenment, I won't make each of you write a 300,000-word self-reflection.”
“Goodbye!”
The voice, sounding as if it came from hell, made the twelve people tremble all over.
300,000 words? Do you want us to collectively publish a book?
...
Doing a good deed a day, Chu Xuan expressed that it was another meaningful day.
At this point.
The three-jin order was fully delivered. Plucking the tender leaves of the mother tree every day—luckily the nutrition kept up, or it would have been plucked bald.
Today is November 1st.
By the end of this month.
The other thirty-six accelerated longjing trees will mature, and daily production can reach 3.6 kilograms. He was looking forward to it.
However.
What he was currently looking forward to even more was the system upgrade.
Two more days!
...
On the other side, seeing his subordinates in such a miserable state.
“Damn it!”
“Too hateful!”
“This is going too far.”
“...”
The person behind the scenes was furious, feeling like he'd been slapped in the face. It was another medical expense; they’d have to stay in bed for at least a month.
It's all money!
“Struggle for life? Struggle your grandfather's ass!!!”
If this were the previous internet era, this would definitely be a case of social death across the entire web.
...
Billiards room.
“Haha!”
“I'm dying of laughter. As expected of him, he really knows how to have fun.”
Upon receiving the news, Tiger was overjoyed. Finally, someone was as miserable as him—or rather, several times more miserable than him.
Not only were they seriously injured.
They also had to shout such embarrassing slogans.
Beep!
The communicator suddenly rang.
Taking a look.
The smile on Tiger's face gradually froze, and the content made his blood pressure rise:
[One million credit points worth of building materials. Put it on credit first, pay next month. Deliver before tomorrow evening. Any problems?]
Gulp!
Tiger's throat bobbed as he swallowed all the anger that had just risen.
Reply: [No problem!]
Beep!
The other party replied almost instantly.
[Pleasure doing business! By the way, don't smile so creepily, exercise some restraint.]
“...”
Tiger jumped up. How did the other party know he was smiling, and smiling so... Bah, that's not the point.
Monitor?
Camera?
There are none!
He searched around but found absolutely nothing. He'd seen a ghost.
Could it be that he had been predicted?
Thinking about the one million worth of building materials given on credit—even though the cost wasn't that high—it still pained him so much he couldn't breathe.
If the other party didn't pay, it would be a total loss!
What do you call this?
Extreme joy turns to sorrow?
I'm so worried!
...
November 3rd.
Morning.
Chu Xuan received a new batch of materials.
At this time, the main frame of the laboratory was completely finished, the molds had been removed, and the next step was to build the walls.
He couldn't just use concrete to build them; that would be too wasteful.
There were no bricks either.
Fortunately, over the past few days, he had acquired a piece of second-hand equipment that could manufacture something similar to pre-Cataclysm aerated blocks.
But the technology was superior.
Simply put.
One cubic meter of raw material could produce twenty cubic meters of finished product.
To visualize it: like expanding foam rapidly expanding upon contact with air.
After hardening.
And being cut.
They became wall bricks.
Lightweight!
Hard!
Soundproof!
The performance was not just a little bit better than fired bricks. In fact, Chu Xuan had once thought about firing bricks himself.
There was soil in the Dimensional Space, he could grow trees, or use fuel.
But that was a choice of last resort. The space wasn't large to begin with, and burning fire would produce smoke, making everything a mess.
Now.
With this perfect solution, there was naturally no need to fire bricks himself.
“Si Zhuang, I'll leave it to you,” Chu Xuan instructed his new subordinate. The name felt somewhat familiar.
“Yes, Boss!”
Chu Xuan wasn't a black-hearted boss; he wasn't just watching. He was responsible for the final cutting, masonry, and other steps.