Inside the pharmaceutical factory.

With Zhang Yu successfully completing the factory building’s construction, today marked the official setup of the production line for the operators. Zhang Yu arrived early at the site to assist with the work. If the production line setup was completed today, he would have finished his work five days ahead of schedule, earning him a bonus.

As he walked through the area, Zhang Yu observed the production line’s arrangement while simultaneously activating his Yin-Yang Bracelet to continue refining his physical body. Feeling the constant flux of Yang Qi and Yin Essence within his body under the stimulation of the Yin-Yang Bracelet, Zhang Yu had a sensation that his body was being forged back and forth by two streams of fire, hot and cold, gradually becoming more and more resilient! This feeling… sometimes made him feel like a magical artifact, being repeatedly tempered by the Yin-Yang Bracelet!

Regarding Zhang Yu’s sensations and thoughts, Fu Ji commented, “Speaking of which… in the eyes of True Monarch Magnetic Pole, you might just be raw material for a magical artifact! Once he discovers you lack talent in artifact refinement skills, he might just focus on developing your talent for *being* refined! The reason True Monarch Magnetic Pole started valuing you after the competition was probably because he saw your talent for being refined.” After Fu Ji’s reminder, Zhang Yu also became alert. If he were truly nurtured as material for artifacts, then let alone the Ten Great Sects, he might not even get a chance to participate in the Ten Great Leagues!

“Indeed,” he thought, “I must finish the artifact refinement courses as soon as possible and gradually showcase my talent in that area!”

Just then, on the production line that had only recently been set up, a college student suddenly died. A moment later, a pharmaceutical factory worker approached. He was a graduate of the 72nd Lower School, responsible for maintaining the factory’s production lines. After he performed a series of actions, a phantom image emerged from the body of the deceased student. The student’s phantom laughed heartily and said, “Everyone, I’ve died first! Work hard to earn money, and continue to work well with my body!”

The surrounding college students watched this scene with envious expressions. “Died suddenly on the very first day of work!”
“Now he can go to the Spirit Realm and enjoy life! As a Soul Cultivator, he won’t be hungry or tired, and his job for the next life is also settled!”
“I heard Soul Cultivators can work unlimited overtime, and on their first day after death, they earn 0.0006 spirit coins per hour!”
“That much?”

Listening to the noisy chatter of the surrounding students, the maintenance worker impatiently pressed the production line’s mute button. Instantly, all the students entered mute mode, unable to utter another sound. “Everyone, work diligently. No chatting during work hours.”

After speaking, the maintenance worker took the body and found the production manager, respectfully saying, “Manager Qu, a college student died. I’ve already handled it.”

The production manager, Qu Lecheng, was a graduate of Wanfa University. In the eyes of the maintenance worker, he was the ultimate scholar among scholars, a cultivator among cultivators—a person from a completely different world compared to those from lower schools. Qu Lecheng frowned and asked, “What’s going on with the lines you oversee? The sudden death rate has been a bit high these past few months, hasn’t it?”

The maintenance worker helplessly replied, “It’s all because the quality of this new batch of college students is too poor!”

Qu Lecheng calmly stated, “That’s your problem to solve. If another college student dies suddenly this month, I’ll deduct 0.02 spirit coins from you!”

The maintenance worker opened his mouth, then finally lowered his head and said, “Manager Qu, I have something I need to take care of, I’d like to ask for leave to go home.”

Qu Lecheng patted his shoulder and said, “It’s fine. Just consider the pharmaceutical factory your home!” Seeing Zhang Yu approach, Qu Lecheng waved his hand at the maintenance worker, urging him, “Hurry and get back to work. Remember, if another college student dies suddenly this month, I’ll deduct 0.02 spirit coins from you!” With that, Qu Lecheng proactively walked towards Zhang Yu.

Qu Lecheng graduated from Wanfa University’s School of Pharmacy and was currently one of the pharmaceutical factory’s production managers, as well as the person responsible for liaising with Zhang Yu on this project. Although a graduate of Wanfa University, Qu Lecheng was a student who had never managed to obtain his Foundation Establishment qualification certificate, even by graduation. Now, standing before Zhang Yu, he felt a sense of inadequacy and instinctively bowed slightly as he spoke.

“Engineer Zhang!” Qu Lecheng smiled and said, “We’ll be relying on you for the subsequent phases of the project! This is just a small token of my appreciation, it’s not much…”

Looking at the money transferred by the other party, Zhang Yu thought, “This really *is* a small token!” Zhang Yu accepted the 0.5 spirit coins and calmly said, “Don’t worry, finishing quickly benefits me too. I’ll certainly work as fast as possible!”

Several hours later, the production line was finally set up and began operating normally. Zhang Yu’s task of constructing this factory area was now completely finished. His next assignment would be to participate in other factory expansion projects.

Qu Lecheng smiled, “Engineer Zhang, you’ve worked hard today. I know senior civil engineers often need massages, so I specifically hired a technician for you!”

Zhang Yu’s gaze shifted. He glanced at Qu Lecheng and said, “That’s very thoughtful of you!”

Qu Lecheng replied, “I’ll take you there now. Don’t worry, I’ll oversee things here. I’ll let you know if anything comes up!”

A moment later, Zhang Yu arrived at an adjacent office and began to enjoy the massage therapist relieving the fatigue and strain in his muscles. Feeling the technician’s finger work, Zhang Yu glanced at the other person’s robust physique with some surprise, not expecting the technician hired by Qu Lecheng to be quite skilled!

The massage therapist’s name was Wan Sirou, a graduate of Qinghe Art University. Her purpose for impersonating a massage therapist and coming here today was to acquire a seed. While massaging Zhang Yu, Wan Sirou subtly displayed her tall stature and powerful musculature, especially her arms, which seemed cast from bronze and iron, swinging them back and forth in front of Zhang Yu.

Seeing Zhang Yu immediately close his eyes, Wan Sirou thought to herself, “A guy from a regular university’s civil engineering department would already be getting handsy by now! This man clearly has a root, yet isn’t he tempted at all? Just as my employer said, his Dao heart is very firm; ordinary methods can’t stir his desires!”

However, Wan Sirou knew he was a top student from Wanfa University, so she never intended to subdue him solely with her physical allure. She circulated her magic power, clearly activating a spiritual marvel technique cultivated through years of arduous practice. With every movement, she exuded a captivating charisma, vibrant as a dragon and fierce as a tiger.

“Student!” Wan Sirou said, “Would you like kidney maintenance?”

Zhang Yu opened his eyes and glanced at Wan Sirou. He felt her whole body was engorged, her figure appearing even taller, and the muscles in her arms seemed even more swollen. Zhang Yu closed his eyes and calmly stated, “No, just the massage is fine.”

“Just give it a try, student!” Wan Sirou said, “I’ll give you a 70% discount!”

Zhang Yu: “No need!”

Wan Sirou was surprised, thinking, “Even with a 70% discount, he’s not tempted?” However, no matter how Wan Sirou tried to entice him, Zhang Yu’s heart remained as still as water, showing not the slightest reaction. This left Wan Sirou with no openings to exploit and caused her to seriously doubt her own charm. Wan Sirou concluded in her mind, “Does this guy not like biological women? Or does he have some kind of distorted aesthetic sense?”

Just as Wan Sirou was feeling frustrated, a loud explosion suddenly echoed through the pharmaceutical factory! Zhang Yu’s eyes snapped open. His figure flickered, and he shot towards the location of the explosion. The explosion originated from a pharmaceutical production line. When Zhang Yu arrived, he saw a large crater blasted into it, with various raw materials scattering everywhere as the production line continued to operate.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yu was surprised, thinking, “Someone attacked the production line? Who was it?” He looked around but found no trace of an attacker.

Soon after, more factory staff arrived. Some began repairing the production line, while others started investigating the cause of the accident. The truth was simple: according to surveillance records, a Soul Cultivator operating a Dharma Bone initiated a suicide attack, leaving behind a symbol.

Watching the Dharma Bone explode on the surveillance footage, Qu Lecheng gritted his teeth and said, “It’s the Two-Day Rest Cult.”

Zhang Yu asked, “Dual cultivation… can that be considered a cult?”

Qu Lecheng explained, “Dual cultivation is, of course, a grand path to immortality, as righteous as it gets! I meant the *xiū* as in ‘rest’ for Two-Day Rest!” Qu Lecheng angrily stated, “This Two-Day Rest Cult brazenly preaches about taking two days off every month and even draws in employees from various factories and companies. They’re utterly lawless!”

Meanwhile, news about the Two-Day Rest Cult gradually spread along the production line, causing panic among the college students. Especially the students on the temporarily halted production line, with no work to do, became even more anxious.

“They actually want us to rest two days a month? Are they even human?!”
“If we lose two days’ wages, does he want to starve us to death?!”
“Competition among pharmaceutical factories is so fierce! If they make the factory rest, what if it goes out of business? Where would we find work then?”

For a time, complaints about the Two-Day Rest Cult filled the entire production line. Zhang Yu looked at Qu Lecheng and couldn’t help but ask, “Where did this Two-Day Rest Cult come from?”

Qu Lecheng replied, “No one knows where they came from. They just appeared out of nowhere. They’re a bunch of deranged individuals who don’t work hard, and they’ve somehow manipulated many Soul Cultivators and college students into carrying out terrorist attacks! Although they’re hunted down by the righteous gods and various universities, they can never be completely eliminated! Damn it… there must be corporate insiders using them for business competition. How could any sane person come up with the idea of two days off?”

Just then, the maintenance worker came over and said, “Manager Qu, the production line is quite severely damaged. It will probably take two days to repair it and resume operations!”

Upon thinking of the losses caused by the stoppage and the impact on his own performance, the anger in Qu Lecheng’s eyes intensified. “Two days?” Qu Lecheng said irritably, “As expected, this is the work of that Two-Day Rest Cult! They just love using terrorist attacks to force a two-day work stoppage!” Qu Lecheng told the maintenance worker, “We cannot give in to these cults. Mobilize all efforts to repair the production line. We can only stop for a maximum of one day. It must be operational again after one day.”