[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-dungeon-has-zero-tolerance-i-inherited-all-t":3,"chapter-the-dungeon-has-zero-tolerance-i-inherited-all-t-the-dungeon-has-zero-tolerance-i-inherited-all-t-chapter-367":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Dungeon Has Zero Tolerance: I Inherited All the Dead Players' Last Wills",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2293747,4486,"Chapter 367: The Great Strike and the Anti-Corn Law","the-dungeon-has-zero-tolerance-i-inherited-all-t-chapter-367",367,"\u003Cp>Wu Chang’s consciousness withdrew from the bodyguard’s resentment, his gaze filled with a sense of sudden realization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder he felt this group of fellows never learned their lesson; after the failed self-detonation of the transcendent refiner at the Pine Tree Coal Mine, they still attempted to make the Soul Loom self-destruct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It turned out the two groups were not from the same unit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fellow who provided the Soul Loom to the Sloan Textile Factory was actually from the Church of Tranquility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recalled seeing Randy at a transcendent gathering earlier, where Randy mentioned signs of Church of Tranquility activity in Grimland; today, he finally ran into them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that made sense; for such a grand play, if the Church of Tranquility wasn't involved, it would feel like something was missing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, in the Moonlight Sanatorium instance, the Church of Tranquility was the hidden boss; there was no reason for them to exit the stage early.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just a pity that the fellow who died held too low a rank, providing limited intelligence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from the fact that there was more than one factory collaborating with the Church of Tranquility, and that the Church of Tranquility in the instance plane was currently overseen by a Ritualist, there were no other effective clues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After briefly studying the Soul Shuttle, Lei Wendun reached a conclusion: specialization is key, and he was not adept at machinery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He returned the Soul Shuttle to Wu Chang and took out his hand-held dust sprayer, emitting a thin layer of fluorescent powder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fluorescent powder flowed through the air, with some entering the Soul Loom and some falling to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Observing the direction in which the fluorescent powder drifted, he said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sloan is vigilant; he must have already escaped through a secret passage, leaving these two fellows to cover his retreat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But it doesn't matter. Given his build, he won't get far. We just need to coordinate with the secret police to issue a warrant, and we'll catch him soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chang looked up, pointed his chin at the pale red steam spewing from the Soul Loom, and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need to issue a warrant for Sloan; he is right there.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lei Wendun sniffed, his expression turning somewhat ugly. \"How decisive in silencing him; now the lead is going to be cut off again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chang said: \"There is no rush to investigate this case. The one behind the provision of the transcendent steam engines is not the Steam Council, but the Church of Tranquility.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lei Wendun was silent for a moment, then asked: \"Discovered through inspiration again?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chang nodded and said: \"That's right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lei Wendun clicked his tongue; he felt he was starting to get used to Wu Chang's outrageous inspiration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking out the Soul Shuttle, the Soul Loom continued to run on inertia for five or six minutes before coming to a complete stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason Wu Chang and Lei Wendun knew it had completely stopped was not through the state of the Soul Loom, but by the screams of the weavers outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Away from the soul weaving, the weavers outside seemed to experience withdrawal symptoms, beginning to wail and cry as they collapsed to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some who had already overdrawn too much vitality and soul power even convulsed and fainted on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire workshop was filled with pleas:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I beg you, let me work a little longer.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I cannot be without this job.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A group of weavers who could barely stand were crawling on their hands and knees toward the Soul Loom in the depths of the workshop; the scene looked extremely eerie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, their physical strength and energy had been basically squeezed dry by their work; they didn't crawl for long before passing out, preventing them from discovering the existence of the Soul Loom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chang and Lei Wendun waited at the Sloan Textile Factory for about an hour, watching as Zhu Li arrived with a large number of secret police, surrounding the area completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Led by the two, Zhu Li saw the weavers lying all over the floor and the Soul Loom in the depths of the workshop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing the description from Wu Chang and Lei Wendun, Zhu Li's expression became very ugly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an expression of someone unwilling to see the scene before them, yet powerless to change anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chang remembered the question Zhu Li had asked him outside the Gray Church slums, and at this moment, he couldn't help but ask:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are your thoughts on everything happening before you? Is this what you wanted?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Li shook her head and said: \"Of course not.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Some time ago, you asked us if the methods used in the slums were our way of solving things. So now, have you thought of the solution you want?\" Wu Chang continued to ask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Li's eyes were filled with confusion; she sighed and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't know, and I seem to be getting further and further away from the answer.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chang said: \"For the sake of friendship, here is a piece of advice.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Time waits for no one. Do not be afraid to make your own choices because you fear failure, only to regret it when others make the choices for you and the situation becomes irreversible.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Li looked at Wu Chang helplessly and said: \"As a friend, shouldn't you be saying something comforting right now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chang shrugged and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The persona between friends varies; if you want comfort, I'll find someone for you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Vice-Captain, where are you, Vice-Captain!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chang watched Lei Wendun scurry out of the high-end fabric workshop as if fleeing, curled his lip in disdain, and mouthed a word: coward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, it seems you won't be getting any comfort for the time being.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chang looked toward the Soul Loom and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"According to our investigation, the mastermind behind this transcendent steam engine case is the Church of Tranquility. The Church of Tranquility is the greatest enemy of the Arcane Knights; I think you should understand that well.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I hope there isn't a group of powerful shareholders standing behind Sloan this time who need this matter to be temporarily suppressed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Li said: \"That won't be necessary in the future. What happened at St. George's Square earlier made Her Majesty the Queen very angry. She has already reached an agreement with Acting Prime Minister Glad regarding this matter and will no longer make any compromises with these fellows who abuse transcendent steam engines.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Moreover, since it concerns the Church of Tranquility, you possess near-infinite authority to pursue accountability. Whatever you want to do, Her Majesty the Queen will not stop you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chang asked: \"Including letting this make it into the Beacon Newspaper?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Li felt a headache coming on. If it were a mainstream newspaper, they would be very cautious about the scale of the reporting and would not cause much of a stir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Beacon Newspaper was different; both the editor-in-chief and the newspaper management were very radical in their reporting. Once reported, the consequences would likely be difficult to manage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment of silence, she still replied: \"Her Majesty the Queen did not explicitly say no, which means it is permitted. You are the Captain of the Arcane Knights; handle it as you see fit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chang gave a knight's salute to Zhu Li. \"Thank you, then we shall take our leave.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was another foggy day, just like the fog of the past few days; the pervasive fog indicated that the instance plane was being further eroded by the power of the source.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just looking at the fog outside, the players felt a sense of foreboding that something major was about to happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless necessary, no player was willing to go out tonight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, the Versatile had to go out to deliver the news of Sloan's death to his employer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't help but sigh; ever since entering the instance, he hadn't had a smooth experience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a player ranked in the top one hundred on the combat power list, he could usually be considered a somebody in the Wilderness; he shouldn't have ended up in such a miserable state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But sometimes when a person is unlucky, even drinking cold water makes their teeth ache.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was an all-around player; his hidden class, Versatile, allowed him to form brand-new skills based on the situation by combining and mutating his own skills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This gave him extremely strong survival capabilities, ensuring he wouldn't be helpless regardless of the crisis he faced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Versatile's comprehensiveness also meant he wasn't specialized enough in any single field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, when facing players with lower combat power than him, he could often take on many at once and mow them down easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when facing players of similar or even slightly superior strength, he would be crushed, which caused him to fall behind in the competition for the transcendent gathering invitations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In order to utilize his specialty of crushing the weak, he had been conserving his strength, waiting for the final battle for the invitations, hoping to fish in troubled waters and snatch the last one or two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as luck would have it, he was grouped with Phantom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could even make a move, he was taken out by a punch from Phantom, losing his last chance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When leaving St. George's Square, he ran into a member of the Lower House waiting nearby, who asked if he was interested in being the other party's security consultant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the prompt \"President of the Industrialists Association, sends you a recruitment offer,\" he thought his luck had turned and he had finally met with good fortune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the core of the Steam Phantom plane was industry; if he joined the Industrialists Association, wouldn't he take off?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after truly joining and helping with two or three tasks, he discovered that this so-called Industrialists Association actually had the Church of Tranquility standing behind it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was already on the pirate ship, and it wouldn't be that easy to get off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plus, he didn't come from the four major organizations and wasn't that repulsed by the Church of Tranquility, and the Ritualist had personally appeared and made many promises to him, so he prepared to join the Church of Tranquility completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first task he received was to monitor Sloan and ensure the operation of the Soul Loom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any problems at the Sloan Textile Factory were to be reported to the Ritualist immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had just been distracted for a moment, researching how to counter the Steam Phantom's mutation skills, and when he came to his senses, the Sloan Textile Factory was surrounded by secret police, Sloan himself was directly cremated, and the Soul Loom was seized by the secret police.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Versatile, who discovered all this, felt as if the sky had collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to use his skills to transmit information to the Ritualist, but found that his skills lost connection the moment they entered the fog; helpless, he could only go find the Ritualist himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he went to find the Ritualist now, he could still explain that the other party was too fast and he had no time to react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he dragged it out until tomorrow morning when the fog thinned, the Ritualist would likely suspect he had turned traitor and led the secret police there, and then it would be impossible to explain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other players entering the fog would worry about encountering danger, but not him; the foggier it was, the more he could experiment with his mutated abilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw his flesh and blood harden, becoming angular, his skin flashing with a metallic luster as he transformed into a humanoid robot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the skill he had mutated using his Versatile class talent: \"Life Reorganization: Mechanical Life.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a slot in his chest where he could embed mechanical items; the Ritualist had promised him that as long as he embedded a core of a transcendent steam engine, he could gain strength comparable to ranked players in the Steam Phantom instance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was also the reason he was eager to complete the mutation skill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having transformed into a mechanical life, he was not only unaffected by the fog but felt refreshed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking through the fog, he faintly heard the roar of a motorcycle in the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered that sound; during the final battle for the invitations, there was a fellow with average strength who could summon a motorcycle whose appearance exceeded its performance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one passing by not far away should be that fellow; it seemed the fog's source power of the instance plane hadn't affected that fellow either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just that his skills were too flashy and easily attracted danger; acting at this time was likely to make him prey for certain things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, the roar of the motorcycle in the distance stopped abruptly, as if it had broken down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Versatile shook his head, thinking to himself, see, trouble has arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hesitated for a moment and did not go to help; he remembered the other party was a member of the White Tower, while his current identity was a member of the Church of Tranquility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would be good enough if they didn't stab me in the back; going to help would be no different than turning myself in, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Relying on his mechanical life-form senses, he vaguely perceived a third person appearing in the mist; that guy must have been tailing the biker the whole way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pray for your own luck, you unlucky bastard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the Multi-Handed Man was preparing to leave, he felt the third person stop, then move rapidly toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had just prepared to flee when he saw a large, serrated blade fly out from the mist and hack into his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at the black-robed figure rushing out of the mist, his face full of confusion and anger—why him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black-robed figure seemed to sense his dissatisfaction and said in a stiff voice, \"Found a higher-quality prey.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of meters away, Buke was anxiously starting his motorcycle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been following clues about the previous night's suicide bomber all the way to the south bank of the Hills River; he hadn't expected to run into this situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to return to the Secret Security Force as soon as possible; if he could, he didn't want to stay outside for even a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The motorcycle suddenly stalled, filling his heart with unease; this wasn't an ordinary motorcycle, but his skill—if his skill suddenly had problems, could it be that he had already been targeted?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept injecting energy into the motorcycle, trying to drive it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once, twice, three times—the motorcycle started again!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He twisted the throttle to the bottom and shot out at maximum speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seems the guy who targeted him couldn't catch up; what luck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world is conserved; where there are lucky ones, there will naturally be unlucky bastards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few minutes later, the black-robed figure stuffed the Multi-Handed Man's body into his loose black robe and vanished into the thick fog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An hour later, the Ritualist issued an order to several players:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The pawn at the Sloan Textile Mill is dead, but no news has come from the Multi-Handed Man's side; he has likely run into trouble too. What a pity, I actually quite appreciated him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are to act immediately; before the mist clears, eliminate all targets related to the Soul Loom line. Leave no survivors.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That night, over ten large textile mill owners died in their bathrooms; it was said the cause of death was acute malaria, and the manner of death was quite miserable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, Wu Chang took the data Lei Wendun had compiled overnight and entered the Bright Lamp Newspaper office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Connor must have learned through certain channels that the secret police had sealed off the Sloan Textile Mill, guessed it was Wu Chang's doing, and had been waiting in the office since early on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chang placed the intelligence on Connor's desk, sat back in his seat, and waited quietly for Connor to look through it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Connor's expression went from surprise to shock, and finally, his face turned completely gloomy, leaving only anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He placed the intelligence gently on the windowsill to the side, then slammed his fist down hard, smashing half of the already flimsy desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"These blood-sucking bastards, how dare they!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chang made no comment on this, simply waiting for Connor to calm down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few minutes later, Connor emerged from his rage; he retrieved the intelligence from the windowsill, flipped through it twice more, and then said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can I really publish this content?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To gain Connor's trust, Wu Chang had dared to write everything in it, including the existence of the Soul Loom and how it could force workers to labor without sleep or rest until they were worked to death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Connor, when faced with such explosive news, instinctively felt fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chang shrugged and said, \"I am only responsible for delivering the intelligence you wanted. As for how to publish it and to what extent, you are the professional.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But there is one thing you must know: the transaction between us is pure. You provide clues, we provide the truth; it does not include anything else.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you get into trouble because of the scale of the report and the secret police surround the Bright Lamp Newspaper, we will not admit to having any connection with you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Connor looked at the intelligence in his hand and said after a moment, \"Understood. Regarding the news draft, we will deliberate carefully.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your efficiency is high, and the intelligence you gave us far exceeds our expectations. If possible, we would like to reach a long-term cooperative relationship with you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Chang stood up and said with a smile, \"That is exactly what we hope for.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One day later, a report regarding the abnormal deaths of textile workers in the textile district on the south bank of the Hills River appeared in the Bright Lamp Newspaper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To avoid attracting the secret police, Connor and the others edited the intelligence; they did not mention the Soul Loom, instead substituting it with a certain special drug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They claimed that the Sloan Textile Mill and several other textile mills were using this drug to increase the working hours of textile workers, disregarding the workers' lives and severely overdrawing their health.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This caused workers to die suddenly and frequently, and made them more susceptible to malaria, leading to their untimely deaths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although the truth presented in the news was much more restrained than the facts, it still triggered worker protests in multiple cities across Stilan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the site of the incident, the worker protests in Grimland were particularly intense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the Pine Coal Mine explosion, the incident at the Sloan Textile Mill was not as tragic in terms of hundreds of people dying instantly, but the situation it reflected was even worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It embodied the factory owners using improper methods to deliberately overdraw the lives of workers in exchange for their own extra profits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Henry, the editor-in-chief of the Bright Lamp Newspaper, even wrote directly in the sub-headline, \"This is no longer exploitation and squeezing, but naked murder!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the afternoon the news was published, the workers of Grimland organized a massive strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slogans such as \"Focus on the workers' labor environment\" and \"Workers' lives are lives too\" appeared one after another at various protests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing the overwhelming public opinion, Acting Prime Minister Glad appeared flustered and exasperated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not have the iron-fisted approach of Prime Minister Luo En; at first, he tried to use force to suppress it, but when he discovered that the suppression not only failed to take effect but instead intensified the conflict and exacerbated the strike, he dared not continue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since suppression by force didn't work, he could only play another card to divert the workers' attention so as to temporarily calm the storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The card he played was called the \"Grain Law Repeal Agreement.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",3368,"2026-06-20T04:32:05.714Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","1f2573aa4c5b7db3680e28dde10099eb8c2c655c7ec984759dc5e970e83c5c17","the-dungeon-has-zero-tolerance-i-inherited-all-t-chapter-368","the-dungeon-has-zero-tolerance-i-inherited-all-t-chapter-366",392,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-dungeon-has-zero-tolerance-i-inherited-all-t-cover.jpg"]