Inside the pharmaceutical factory.

With Zhang Yu having successfully set up the workshop, today was the day for the official arrangement of the operator assembly line. Zhang Yu arrived early at the site to assist with the work. If he completed the assembly line setup today, he would have finished the work five days ahead of schedule and would receive a bonus.

Walking through the facility, Zhang Yu observed the assembly line’s arrangement while simultaneously activating his Yin-Yang Bracelet to continue refining his physical body. As he felt the Yang Qi and Yin Essence within him fluctuate under the bracelet’s stimulation, Zhang Yu had the sensation that his body was being tempered back and forth by two flames, one cold and one hot, gradually becoming more and more resilient. This feeling… sometimes made him feel like a magical artifact, being repeatedly forged by the Yin-Yang Bracelet.

Regarding Zhang Yu’s feelings and thoughts, Fuji commented, “By the way… in Magneto True Monarch’s eyes, you might just be a raw material for a magical artifact. Once he discovers you lack talent in artifact crafting, he might instead cultivate your talent for *being* crafted. The reason Magneto True Monarch started to value you after the competition is probably because he recognized your talent for being crafted into an artifact.”

After Fuji’s reminder, Zhang Yu became alert. “If I’m really cultivated as raw material for an artifact, then forget the Ten Great Sects, I probably won’t even get a chance to participate in the Ten Great Leagues. Indeed… I must finish the artifact crafting courses as soon as possible and gradually showcase my talent in that area.”

Just then, on the assembly line that had only recently been set up, a college student suddenly died. A moment later, a staff member from the pharmaceutical factory approached. He was a graduate from a Tier 72 vocational school, responsible for maintaining the factory’s assembly lines.

With a series of manipulations, a phantom emerged from the body of the deceased college student. The college student laughed heartily and said, “Everyone, I’ve died first. Keep working hard to earn money, and use my body to continue doing good work.” The surrounding college students watched this scene, their faces showing envy.

“He died suddenly on his 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 work for the next life is also settled.”
“I heard that Soul Cultivators can work unlimited overtime, and on the first day after dying, their hourly wage is 0.0006 spirit coins.”
“That much?!”

Listening to the clamor of the surrounding college students, the maintenance worker impatiently pressed the assembly line’s mute button. Instantly, all the college students entered silent mode and could no longer make a sound. “Everyone work honestly; don’t chat during work hours.”

After speaking, the maintenance worker took the body and found the production manager, respectfully saying, “Manager Qu, a college student has died, and I’ve handled it.” The production manager was named Qu Lecheng, a graduate of Ten Thousand Laws University. In the eyes of the maintenance workers, he was a genius among geniuses, a cultivator among cultivators, a person from a completely different world compared to them, who came from vocational schools.

Qu Lecheng frowned and said, “What’s going on with the lines you’re managing? The sudden death rate has been a bit high these past few months, hasn’t it?” The maintenance worker said helplessly, “It’s all because the new batch of college students has such poor physical quality.”

Qu Lecheng said indifferently, “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 to attend to, and I’d like to ask for leave to go home for a bit.” Qu Lecheng patted his shoulder and said, “It’s alright. 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 busy. Remember, if another college student dies suddenly this month, I’ll deduct 0.02 spirit coins from you.” With that, Qu Lecheng actively went to greet Zhang Yu.

Qu Lecheng came from the School of Pharmacy at Ten Thousand Laws University. He was currently one of the production managers at the pharmaceutical factory and was responsible for liaising with Zhang Yu on this occasion. Although a graduate of Ten Thousand Laws, Qu Lecheng was a student who had failed to obtain a Foundation Establishment Qualification Certificate even by graduation. Now, standing before Zhang Yu, he felt completely inadequate, unconsciously bowing as he spoke.

“Engineer Zhang,” Qu Lecheng said with a smile, “We’ll be relying heavily on you for the subsequent phases of the project. This is just a small token of my appreciation, it’s nothing significant…” Looking at the transfer amount, Zhang Yu thought to himself, ‘This really *is* a small token.’ Zhang Yu accepted the 0.5 spirit coins and said indifferently, “Don’t worry, completing it quickly benefits me too. I’ll certainly work as fast as possible.”

Several hours later, the assembly line was finally set up and began operating normally. Zhang Yu’s task of constructing this factory section 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 engineers in the Civil Engineering Department often need massages, so I specifically arranged a therapist for you.” Zhang Yu’s gaze shifted, and he looked at Qu Lecheng, saying, “That’s thoughtful of you.” Qu Lecheng replied, “I’ll take you there now. Don’t worry, I’ll keep an eye on things here. I’ll inform you immediately if anything comes up.”

A moment later, Zhang Yu went to a nearby office and began to enjoy the massage therapist’s efforts to relieve his muscle fatigue and strain. Feeling the therapist’s technique, Zhang Yu glanced at their strong physique with some surprise, realizing that the therapist Qu Lecheng had hired was quite skilled.

The massage therapist’s name was Wan Sirou, a graduate of Qinghe University of Arts. Her purpose for posing as a massage therapist here today was to trick him into conceiving a child with her.

While massaging Zhang Yu, Wan Sirou showcased her tall physique and surging muscles, especially her bronze-cast, iron-forged arms, which she swung back and forth in front of Zhang Yu. Seeing Zhang Yu immediately close his eyes, Wan Sirou thought, “A guy from a civil engineering department at a regular university would already be getting handsy by now. This man clearly possesses a root, yet he isn’t tempted in the slightest? As her employer said, his Dao Heart is indeed firm; ordinary methods cannot stir his desires.”

However, Wan Sirou knew that he was a top student from Ten Thousand Laws University, and she hadn’t originally planned to subdue him solely with her physical charm. She circulated her magical power, having already activated the wondrous mental technique she had painstakingly cultivated for years. With every movement, she exuded a captivating charm, vibrant and vigorous like a dragon and a tiger.

“Classmate,” Wan Sirou said, “Would you like kidney maintenance?” Zhang Yu opened his eyes and glanced at Wan Sirou. He noticed that her entire body was engorged with blood, making her appear even taller, and the muscles in her arms seemed even more swollen. Zhang Yu closed his eyes and said indifferently, “No need. Just stick to the massage.”

“Just try it, classmate,” Wan Sirou said. “I’ll give you a 70% discount.” Zhang Yu replied, “No need.” Wan Sirou thought in surprise, “Even with a 70% discount, he’s not tempted?”

No matter how Wan Sirou tried to entice him next, Zhang Yu remained as still as stagnant water, showing not the slightest reaction. This left Wan Sirou utterly without an opening and made her severely doubt her own charm. Wan Sirou pondered, “Does this guy… not like biological women? Or does he have some kind of unusual aesthetic preference?”

Just as Wan Sirou felt frustrated, a loud bang suddenly echoed through the pharmaceutical factory. Zhang Yu abruptly opened his eyes, and his figure flashed, shooting towards the source of the sound.

The loud bang originated from a drug production line. When Zhang Yu arrived, he saw a large crater blasted into it, with various raw materials scattering everywhere as the assembly line continued to run. Seeing this, Zhang Yu was surprised. “Someone attacked the assembly line? Who was it?” He looked around but found no trace of an attacker.

Soon after, more pharmaceutical factory staff arrived. Some began repairing the production line, while others started investigating the cause of the incident. The truth was simple: according to surveillance records, a Soul Cultivator operating a Soul Construct launched a suicide attack and left behind a symbol. Watching the scene of the Soul Construct’s explosion on the monitor, Qu Lecheng gritted his teeth and exclaimed, “It’s the ‘Two-Day Rest Heresy’!”

Zhang Yu asked in confusion, “Dual Cultivation… can that also be considered a heresy?” Qu Lecheng explained, “Dual Cultivation is, of course, a great path of immortality, as righteous as can be. The ‘Two-Day Rest’ I’m referring to uses the character for ‘rest’.”

Qu Lecheng raged, “This ‘Two-Day Rest Heresy’ is advocating for two days of rest per month everywhere, and even recruiting employees from various factories and companies! It’s absolutely lawless!” At the same time, news about the ‘Two-Day Rest Heresy’ gradually spread along the assembly line, causing panic among the college students.

The college students on the temporarily halted assembly line, who had no work to do, were particularly agitated. “They actually want us to rest two days a month? Are they even human?! Taking away two days’ wages, do they want us to starve to death? Competition in pharmaceutical factories is so fierce. If the factory rests and then goes bankrupt, what then? Where will we find work?” For a time, complaints about the ‘Two-Day Rest Heresy’ were heard throughout the assembly line.

Zhang Yu looked at Qu Lecheng and couldn’t help but ask, “Where did this ‘Two-Day Rest’ sect come from?” Qu Lecheng replied, “I don’t know where they came from; they just suddenly appeared out of nowhere. They’re a group of deranged individuals who don’t work hard and somehow managed to bewitch many Soul Cultivators and college students into carrying out terrorist attacks. Although they are hunted down by righteous gods and various universities, they can never be fully eradicated. Damn it… there must be corporate insiders using them for commercial competition. Two-day rest? Is that something a human could even conceive of?”

Just then, the maintenance worker approached and said, “Manager Qu, the assembly line is quite severely damaged. It will likely take two days to repair it and resume operations.” The thought of the losses from the shutdown and the impact on his own performance fueled the anger in Qu Lecheng’s eyes.

“Two days?” Qu Lecheng said angrily. “As expected, this is the work of those ‘Two-Day Rest Heretics.’ They love to use terrorist attacks to force a two-day shutdown.” Qu Lecheng told the maintenance worker, “We cannot yield to these heresies! Repair the production line with all your might! We will only stop work for a maximum of one day. We *must* resume operations after one day!”