Chapter 224: Sharing Blessings Together

In the brief dead silence in the corner, Sun Ci's eyes gradually became sharp, like knives, wanting to pierce through that broken face.

"Tell me about it."

"My teacher taught me some skills. I need some spiritual quality supplements, pure mercury, and some materials..." Ji Jue 'smiled bitterly', "If it goes well, the efficiency can be improved a lot."

"How much?" Sun Ci pursued.

Ji Jue pondered for a moment—mainly estimating how much he could blow up the workload to be just right, showing his face without being treated as a monster: "If I'm lucky, I alone can complete the decomposition and cleaning of seventy pieces."

Nearly half...

Sun Ci gasped several breaths of waste air, almost pleasantly surprised, but quickly forced himself to suppress it and asked directly: "Why help me? With this ability, wouldn't it be better to go and fawn over the new manager?"

"After a guy who sells his ass becomes a manager, besides squeezing others to earn capital for the upper level, what else can he do?" Ji Jue smiled bitterly, blood seeping from his scarred face: "I'm a cripple, if I don't count on a group leader who can take care of me a little, should I count on that kind of guy?"

"..." Sun Ci was silent for a long time: "What do you want?"

"I just hope that if you have a chance to leave here in the future, you can promote me a little." Ji Jue patted the two crutches he was leaning on, his tone bitter: "I'm afraid I won't last too long."

Sun Ci froze for a moment, looking at Ji Jue, as if seeing another, more miserable version of himself.

Finally, he made up his mind.

"If it fails, I might be plucked off tomorrow, maybe even worse than you."

"I know."

"But even if I'm plucked off tomorrow, today I am still your manager. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Of course."

Ji Jue nodded.

If I die, don't think you'll have it easy either; you'd better have a way.

"As long as you can help me, everything is negotiable." Sun Ci reached out his hand, "From now on, we share blessings together."

Ji Jue also laughed, blood seeping from his face, and shook his hand, meaningful:

"And share difficulties together."

With the second straw of life in his hand, Sun Ci naturally didn't dare to hesitate.

As a manager, he certainly had some advantages over ordinary beasts of burden; not long after, the pure spiritual quality supplements, mercury, and many materials Ji Jue wanted were already in front of him.

Mainly, these were either ordinary consumables or ordinary materials, not difficult, just that apprentices didn't have the connections. Sun Ci begged an old friend in the upper level, pleading with tears, exhausting his favors, and finally managed to gather them.

Next, it was up to Ji Jue.

It wasn't just him watching.

The whole group was quietly peeking—wanting to know if this newcomer who boasted about solving half of it really had the ability.

Ji Jue, on the contrary, was in no hurry.

Holding the supplement bottle, he skillfully tapped it on the corner of the table, knocked off the bottle mouth, and poured it into his mouth like glucose, pouring five or six bottles in one breath.

After experiencing severe injury and extraction, the spiritual quality that had been nearly dried up all day finally recovered completely.

In fact, this was just for show.

With the cousin in his belly, he hadn't touched his reserve spiritual quality at all.

Now it was just to make others believe that his skill was particularly spiritual-quality-consuming.

Then, he picked up the processing tools on the table, skillfully re-processed the materials in front of him, and soon, a steel arm skeleton wrapped in fascia appeared on his table.

He picked it up, threw it into the mercury bucket, and when he pulled it out, there was an arm in his hand; just like that, he directed Sun Ci to open a blood hole in his back that was completely unnecessary.

Amidst 'miserable wailing' and 'painful convulsions', he 'forcibly' connected the poisonous arm to his body.

Then another, and another.

Soon, four arms appeared behind him.

Seeing Ji Jue's method was so evil, Sun Ci's eyes became brighter and brighter—everyone knows that the Ember path is not afraid of evil; sometimes the more evil the skill looks, the more powerful the effect.

Seeing Ji Jue pay such a heavy price, and those four arms were so agile, he finally let go of his heart and let it fall into his belly.

And when a storm, in the literal sense, was set off from the operation table, he couldn't help but laugh out loud!!!

With six arms waving and cooperating, wasn't it more than three times the improvement?

What was being transported continuously now were the Evil-Ignorant Nails sent from the front line. Huge iron piles as tall as a person; once planted into the earth vein, they would forcibly stimulate all the evil-ignorant stains and spread fierce poison.

Not to mention the pollution remaining within them.

In these days, just dealing with these scrapped things had consumed who knows how many apprentices, and even the previous user of Ji Jue's position had chosen to commit suicide because they couldn't bear such huge pressure during the operation.

But such complex things, after falling into Ji Jue's hands, were like children's toys, easily dismantled, processed, cleaned, and maintained.

Smooth as flowing water, pleasing to the eye.

The loss rate was shockingly low; after a little furnace return, and then filling with a new core, they could be reused directly.

Worthy of being an apprentice personally cultivated by an artisan; this skill and experience were simply beyond the reach of wild apprentices like them.

It was just that the pressure brought by such skill was probably not small.

Ji Jue's expression twitched and twisted, as if enduring torment.

In fact... Ji Jue was also really about to vomit.

It was like eating red stone.

It was like having eaten delicacies, and even street food, and then suddenly being stuffed with a mouthful of dog-shit-flavored curry, and even mechanical descent started wanting to go on strike.

——What kind of trash and garbage are these?

The foundation is a mess, all relying on spiritual quality to make up for it. The structures conflict with each other, and they are forcibly maintained through sin-tainted mutation, creating one deformed child after another, no wonder the scrap rate is so high!

Jianyuan raising such a bunch of trash by his side, I'm afraid he's also tired!

It's just that, although they are trash and garbage, some of the sin-tainted refining skills passed down by the Profound might not be without merit... at least many techniques can be used on the little beasts of burden.

If this can be used to induce the power in the dragon blood, maybe I can add a fire-breathing function?

From the dismantling and recycling that didn't need to be worried about at all, Ji Jue started his research.

After Sun Ci watched for a while, he turned and left, his smile disappeared, replaced by coldness and sternness, beating those apprentices who wanted to slack off, ordering them to show efficiency.

The number of seventy pieces Ji Jue mentioned was by no means a lie.

But if others dragged their feet, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to survive this.

Tempted by carrots, supplemented by the whipping of a small whip, the beasts of burden once again pulled the mill with all their strength, not daring to slack off again.

Time flowed second by second, and the astonishing efficiency and output had already alarmed the entire underground workshop; almost all the groups curiously looked up.

Watching the parts that had been dismantled and completed being put into boxes, piling up into a small mountain.

In the end, it was sent to the office.

In front of the manager.

Total, one hundred and fifty-nine.

Nine more pieces.

"..."

In the long silence, the manager's expression changed, gloomy or cold, and in the end, he forcibly squeezed out a smile.

"Very good, very good! Congratulations!"

He reached out and patted Sun Ci's shoulder vigorously, his gaze looking at Ji Jue, who was 'exhausted' and 'haggard' behind him, nodding slowly: "After all, he is a student personally brought by an artisan, the efficiency is indeed unusual."

"You have to work hard, Old Sun."

The manager looked at Sun Ci, pointing out: "Don't be surpassed by the people below."

"The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front, after all."

Sun Ci's smile remained unchanged, not eating this set at all. At this juncture, he wanted to cause infighting among his biggest help? This dog manager was afraid his legs were laughing so hard they couldn't close.

Not giving the manager a chance to interrupt or shirk, he asked directly: "Take a look, everything is here; if the acceptance is completed, then please sign, and I'll go."

The manager's movements paused.

He looked at Sun Ci deeply.

He reached out roughly, grabbed the clipboard, signed his name on the acceptance form, threw the clipboard back, and turned to leave. On the side, there were naturally workers busy moving, putting the completed parts into categories, waiting for overall transport.

However, after returning to the office and closing the door, the smile on the manager's face instantly disappeared without a trace.

Replacing it was only ferocity and gloom.

Standing in front of the window, looking at the furnace not far away, and the mountain of parts, his expression gradually calmed down, leaving only a trace of coldness slowly emerging.

"The new cripple is indeed a disaster..."

He whispered, "Fortunately, disasters don't live long."

His hands behind his back clenched silently, making up his mind—it's been so long since a safe production, it's time for a production accident, right? A few people dying is always inevitable...

Just at that moment, he seemed to see something wriggling and crawling out from that pile of parts.

Just like a bug.

He squinted and looked over, but saw nothing.

Then, he couldn't see anything anymore.

Boom!!!!

Amidst the loud noise, the entire underground workshop shook violently, flames filled the air, thick smoke rolled, air waves swept, and a large amount of fuel splashed like fire rain.

Screams and cries rose.

Everyone saw it, right next to the manager's office... that huge furnace connecting all the operation tables exploded!!!

"Manager! Manager!!!"

The beautiful apprentice, looking like he had lost his parents, subconsciously rushed toward the office, braving the flames, searching. Then, his face changed drastically, and he subconsciously wanted to turn and flee.

Unfortunately, it was already too late...

In the flames, that incomplete corpse wrapped in viscous black suddenly moved.

On the charred face, a hungry smile appeared.

A huge blood eye opened from the chest, and black tentacles stretched out from the crack, entangled on the metal, pulling it over, self-assembling, gathering, and in an instant, using the broken flesh as an adhesive, it aggregated into a behemoth several meters high.

It reached out suddenly, grabbed the apprentice, and crushed him into powder.

Hungry devouring.

A harsh alarm sounded, becoming more urgent, high-pitched, and harsh.

Making everyone's face change drastically.

That wasn't a fire alarm, but a more dangerous major accident: pollution leakage, distortion aggregation!

——【Ember Sin-Tainted】!

In the harsh alarm, Ji Jue picked up a water cup covered in rust and took a sip, humming a song softly.

One day, the originally peaceful workshop was suddenly attacked by an unknown parasitic life form...

Thus, everything became lively. ===== CHAPTER 225 =====