What’s the point of cultivating immortality if you don’t have money?.

Chapter 410 Cult
Inside the pharmaceutical factory.

With Zhang Yu having successfully completed the factory construction, today is the day the assembly line for operators will be officially set up.

Zhang Yu arrived at the scene early to assist with the work.

If he completes the assembly line setup today, he will have finished his work five days ahead of schedule and will be able to receive a bonus.

Walking through the area, Zhang Yu observed the assembly line setup while activating the Yin-Yang Bracelet to maintain the tempering of his physical body.

As Zhang Yu felt the yang energy and yin essence within his body changing back and forth under the stimulation of the Yin-Yang Bracelet, he felt as if his body was being tempered by two flames, hot and cold, gradually becoming stronger and stronger.

This feeling... sometimes made him feel like he was a magical artifact being repeatedly tempered by the Yin-Yang Bracelet.

Regarding Zhang Yu's feelings and thoughts, Fu Ji commented: "Speaking of which... in the eyes of Magnetism True Lord, you might just be a material for a magic weapon."

"Once it is discovered that you do not have any talent in weapon crafting, it will probably be necessary to develop your talent in weapon crafting."

"The reason why Magnet Lord started to value you after the competition is probably because he saw your talent for weapon forging."

After being reminded by Fuki, Zhang Yu also became more alert.

"If they are really cultivated as materials for weapon refining, then let alone the top ten sects, they probably won't even have a chance to participate in the top ten leagues."

"As expected... I still need to finish the weapon crafting course as soon as possible and gradually show my weapon crafting talent."

Just then, on the newly set-up assembly line, a college student suddenly died.

A moment later, a pharmaceutical company employee came over.

He was a graduate of the 72 graduating class and was responsible for the maintenance of the pharmaceutical factory's production line.

With a series of actions, a phantom image emerged from the body of the college student who had died suddenly.

The college student laughed and said, "Everyone, I'll die first. You all work hard to make money and continue working well with my corpse."

The college students around watched this scene with envy on their faces.

"He died suddenly on his first day of work?"

"Now I can go to the spirit world to enjoy life. As a soul cultivator, I won't be hungry or tired, and I'll have a job for my next life."

"I heard that soul cultivators can work overtime to their heart's content, and they get 0.0006 spirit coins per hour on the first day after they die."

"so much?!"

Hearing the noise from the college students around him, the maintenance staff impatiently pressed the mute button on the assembly line. Instantly, all the college students were put into silent mode and could no longer make a sound.

"Everyone should work diligently and not chat during work hours."

After saying that, the maintenance worker brought the body to the production manager and said respectfully, "Manager Qu, a college student died. I've already taken care of it."

The production manager's name is Qu Lecheng. He graduated from Wanfa University and is considered by the maintenance staff to be the best of the best, a top student among top students, a figure from a completely different world compared to them, who are junior college students.

Qu Lecheng frowned and said, "What's going on with those lines you're in charge of? The sudden death rate has been a bit high these past few months, hasn't it?"

The maintenance staff said helplessly, "It's all because these new college graduates are so unprofessional."

Qu Lecheng said calmly, "That's your problem to solve. If another college student dies suddenly this month, I'll deduct 0.02 spirit coins from your account."

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

Qu Lecheng patted the other person on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, just treat the pharmaceutical factory as your home."

Seeing Zhang Yu approaching, Qu Lecheng waved to the maintenance staff and urged them, "Hurry up and get busy. Remember, if another college student dies suddenly this month, you'll lose 0.02 spirit coins."

After saying that, Qu Lecheng took the initiative to greet Zhang Yu.

Qu Lecheng graduated from the School of Pharmacy at Wanfa University and is currently one of the production managers at a pharmaceutical factory. He is also the person responsible for liaising with Zhang Yu this time.

Although he was a graduate of Wanfa, Qu Lecheng was a student who failed to obtain the Foundation Establishment qualification certificate before graduation.

When he came to Zhang Yu, he felt ashamed of himself and unconsciously bowed as he spoke.

"Engineer Zhang," Qu Lecheng said with a smile, "we'll be relying on you for the rest of the project. This is just a small token of my appreciation..."

[0.5 Spirit Coins]
Looking at the amount transferred from the other party, Zhang Yu thought to himself that this was really just a small token of his appreciation.

Zhang Yu accepted the 0.5 spirit coin and said calmly, "Don't worry, finishing quickly will also benefit me. I will definitely do it as fast as I can."

Several hours later, the production line was finally set up and started operating normally.

Zhang Yu's task of building this factory area is now completely complete. The next step is to participate in the expansion of other factory areas.

Qu Lecheng smiled and said, "Engineer Zhang, thank you for your hard work today. I know that senior engineers in the civil engineering department need massages, so I specially arranged for a technician to come to you."

Zhang Yu's eyes flickered as he looked Qu Lecheng up and down and said, "Thank you for your thoughtfulness."

Qu Lecheng: "I'll take you there now. Don't worry, I'll be watching over things on site. I'll let you know if anything happens."

A moment later, Zhang Yu went to the office next door and began to enjoy the massage therapist relieving his muscle fatigue and wear and tear.

Feeling the masseuse's finger techniques, Zhang Yu glanced at her muscular physique with some surprise. He hadn't expected the masseuse hired by Qu Le Cheng to be so skilled. The masseuse's name was Wan Sirou, a graduate of Qinghe Art University.

Her purpose in coming here today, posing as a massage therapist, was to seduce a child.

While massaging Zhang Yu, Wan Sirou displayed her tall, muscular physique, especially her pair of arms that looked like cast iron, which she waved back and forth in front of Zhang Yu.

Seeing Zhang Yu close his eyes, Wan Sirou thought to herself, "A guy from the civil engineering department of an ordinary university is already resorting to violence at this point."

"This man is clearly a man with roots, yet he isn't tempted at all? Just as the employer said, his Dao heart is very firm, and ordinary methods cannot arouse his desires."

However, Wan Sirou knew that the other party was a top student at Wanfa School, and she never intended to subdue him with her physical charm alone.

She activated her magical power, revealing the extraordinary spiritual skill she had cultivated for many years, and every move she made exuded a captivating charm of vigor and strength.

"Classmate," Wan Sirou said, "would you like to get kidney maintenance treatments?"

Zhang Yu opened his eyes and glanced at Wan Sirou. He felt that the other woman's body was flushed with blood, making her appear even taller, and the muscles in her arms seemed to have expanded even more.

Zhang Yu closed his eyes and said calmly, "No need, you just need to massage me."

"Give it a try, classmate," Wan Sirou said. "I'll give you a 30% discount."

Zhang Yu: "No need."

Wan Sirou was surprised and thought to herself, "Not even tempted by a 30% discount?"

No matter how Wan Sirou tried to seduce him, Zhang Yu remained completely unmoved, leaving her with no way to make a move and causing her to seriously doubt her own charm.

Wan Sirou thought to herself, "This kid... does he not like women with biological sex? Or does he have some kind of distorted aesthetic sense?"

Just as Wan Sirou was feeling frustrated, a loud noise suddenly came from inside the pharmaceutical factory.

Zhang Yu suddenly opened his eyes and, in a flash, shot towards the location of the loud noise.

……

The loud noise originated from a pharmaceutical production line.

When Zhang Yu arrived at the site, he saw that a large crater had been blasted out, and various raw materials were scattered everywhere as the production line continued to operate.

Seeing this, Zhang Yu was surprised and thought, "Has someone attacked the assembly line?"

"who is it?"

He looked around but found no trace of the attacker.

Soon after, more pharmaceutical company staff arrived; some began repairing the production line, while others began investigating the cause of the accident.

The truth is quite simple: according to surveillance footage, a soul cultivator manipulated a magical corpse to launch a suicide attack and left behind a mark.

Watching the scene of the Dharma Body exploding on the surveillance footage, Qu Lecheng gritted his teeth and said, "It's the Dual Cultivation Cult!"

Zhang Yu asked doubtfully, "Dual cultivation...can it be considered a cult?"

Qu Lecheng explained, "Dual cultivation is of course the path to immortality, the most righteous path imaginable."

"The weekend I'm referring to is the 'rest' in 'rest'."

Qu Lecheng angrily said, "This 'two-day weekend' cult is spreading rumors everywhere that we should have two days off every month, and it's even recruiting employees from various factories and companies. It's simply lawless!"

Meanwhile, news about the "two-weekend cult" also began to spread along the assembly line, causing panic among college students.

The college students, especially those on the temporarily suspended assembly lines, are even more anxious and fearful because they have no work to do.

"They actually want us to take only two days off a month?! Are they even human?!"

"Is he trying to starve us by taking two days' wages less?"

"The competition in the pharmaceutical industry is so fierce. What if the pharmaceutical companies are forced to shut down and go bankrupt? Where will we find jobs then?"

For a time, complaints about the "two-day weekend cult" were heard everywhere on the entire assembly line.

Zhang Yu looked at Qu Lecheng and couldn't help but ask, "Where did this Dual Cultivation Cult come from?"

Qu Lecheng: "I don't know where they came from. They suddenly appeared out of nowhere. A bunch of heartless bastards who don't work hard and have somehow bewitched many soul cultivators and college students to carry out terrorist attacks."

"Although they are being hunted down by the gods and various universities, they can never be completely wiped out."

"Damn it... there must be a mole in the company using them to engage in business competition. Two days off a week? Is that an idea that anyone could come up with?"

Just then, a maintenance worker came over and said, "Manager Qu, the production line has been severely damaged. It will probably take two days to repair and restart."

The more Qu Lecheng thought about the losses caused by the work stoppage and the impact on his own performance, the angrier he became.

"Two days?" Qu Lecheng said angrily, "As expected of the work of this cult of the double-weekend system. They like to use terrorist attacks to make people stop working for two days."

Qu Lecheng said to the maintenance personnel, "We cannot succumb to these cults! Give me all the strength to repair the production line! It can only be shut down for one day at most, but it must be back up and running after that!"

(End of this chapter)