Release of the fairyland blue bird, the witch said she couldn't stand it

Chapter 252 The Dark and Desolate Ghost Workshop

Daoyan Sacred Land.

After the evening lessons ended, the Daoyan disciples walked out of the main hall in twos and threes.

However, after listening to the sutra, they did not meditate or rest, nor did they engage in any practical training.

Instead, as if they had some urgent business, they all flew away from Daoyan Mountain on their swords.

Fire Valley was brightly lit under the cover of night.

Inside the workshop, the furnace continuously spewed out scorching hot air, the high temperature distorting the air.

The corrugated iron factory building was airtight, and the anti-static clothing worn by the employees on the assembly line was already soaked with sweat and clung tightly to their bodies.

The high temperature made the iron assembly line scorch and smoke, and even the ground turned faintly red.

With an increasing number of products requiring processing, and the number of employees remaining constant, the only way to increase production capacity is to continuously raise the furnace temperature.

Especially now that they are producing some large items.

The final assembly part was kept strictly confidential.

Nobody knows what Fire Refining Valley is going to build.

[They're all cultivators; this temperature won't burn them.]

This is a phrase that the management of Fire Refining Valley often says.

The conveyor belt on the assembly line made a constant "clattering" sound, and the clattering of metal parts was sharp and piercing.

The roar of the furnace was deafening, the ice-freezing array vibrated with a buzzing sound when it was activated, and there was the sound of hammering during the stacking and assembly.
The cacophony of sounds made it feel like your head was about to explode, and communication between employees relied entirely on shouting.

Some people started complaining:
"I'm speechless, this noise is making my mind feel like it's going to split open!"

"It's so hot! How come the temperature is getting higher and higher? Damn, even I, a Golden Core cultivator, feel like I'm being baked dry."

"I've done this a few times before, but I don't remember it being like this."

"Isn't anyone going to do anything about this?"

Some people started hurling insults:
"Which idiot protector set the temperature tonight?! Set the furnace temperature my ass! I'm practically roasted into a stupid fire man just sitting here screwing in screws!"

"Is that a chamber pot balancing on the neck of the duty officer? What happened to the promised chilled beer supply for the night shift? Did it go into Setam's pen?"

"If you keep nagging about performance reviews, I'll shove a wrench into the manager's dermatitis and stir it up like crazy!"

Most of them are new employees who have just arrived, or temporary workers who come in occasionally to work one night.

The truly veteran employees have long since had their edges smoothed out, and all that remains is self-deprecation:

"Hey, the protector said that the noise inside the factory is called the 'Symphony of Struggle.' If you think it's too noisy or tiring, then go and starve! If you don't want to do it, there are plenty of people who will."

"Yeah, things are different now. Before, if you caused a ruckus or made a fuss, the higher-ups might make some compromises to improve production capacity. Now that the Holy Land is in charge, if you bark even once, you'll be charged with 'inciting a public disturbance' and they'll arrest you and send you to mine."

“Mining is more tiring than an assembly line, it’s like being a slave, and they don’t pay you. So you can complain, but you can’t actually do it. I heard a guy broke a machine and had to dig a 500-year-old cave to pay off his debt.”

My mom?
Everyone was shocked.

Five hundred years of bitter kiln?
Damn it, Sun Wukong only got five hundred years in prison for causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace!
"Hehe, let me tell you, your sabotage before harmed the interests of Fire Refining Valley. Now that Fire Refining Valley has to pay taxes to the Holy Land, you've made Fire Refining Valley earn less, and the Holy Land earns less too, understand?"

Everyone was silent for a moment, then sighed and continued tightening the screws.

Yo?
Are you insulting me again?

The on-duty protector, as usual, kept watch and overheard his disciple complaining about "beer satam" and such.

He immediately sneered and casually increased the production line speed by 10% and raised the furnace temperature by another 10 degrees.

Only then did he enter the workshop, channeling his spiritual energy to angrily rebuke the oxen and horses on the assembly line:
"Stop pretending! If we don't finish this batch, no one's leaving get off work tonight! We'll be working with the day shift tomorrow!"

"If you can't even endure this little hardship, you deserve to be poor and miserable your whole life!"

"A bunch of Foundation Establishment stage trash dare to bark like dogs? Back when I was mining in the Blood Fiend Cave, lava flowed down my spine without me making a sound!"

The guardian kicked over the wooden barrel containing chilled beer, and the amber liquid sizzled and evaporated on the scalding iron.

"You dare to drink ice-cold beer? You should be grateful for the good times! Three hundred years ago, trash like you with mixed spiritual roots wouldn't even be worthy of handing fire tongs to a weapon refiner!"

"You should be grateful that we live in a society governed by the rule of law. If this were when I was a demonic cultivator in my youth, I would have turned you all into a mass-produced corpse puppet. That would be true 007 luck!"

Faced with the protector's cold mockery.

The employees on the assembly line dared not speak out against their anger.

These days, everyone who enters the factory is under immense pressure; there's no choice but to come here.

The disciples of the Daoyan Holy Land are an example of this.

If they dare to back out tonight, their loan will be overdue next month.

The Dharma Protector had just finished giving his instructions and left.

One of the disciples suddenly fainted on the assembly line, but even so, he refused to let go of the screwdriver in his hand.

The gleaming gold Best Screw Player trophy was so dazzling in front of him.

"Holy crap? Senior brother? Senior brother, wake up! Quick, quick, someone else has passed out! Ice-type brother, give him a good spray!" "I'll do it!"

After the employee was jolted awake, he smiled apologetically and resumed his numb work of tightening screws.

A collective sigh escaped their lips:
This is a long-time employee.

I was scammed by my partner before; he took out a loan of hundreds of thousands of yuan, which was all taken away. That's why I had no choice but to work in the factory, working day and night.

"Ugh, the factory doesn't treat us like human beings at all!"

"Let's do it! Anyway, once we pay off the debt, I'll never be able to go back to the factory! What's the difference between us and animals now?!"

"Of course there's a difference. Animals don't get as tired as we do."

Unexpectedly, these words seemed to provoke one of the junior disciples, who muttered under his breath, looking utterly hopeless:

"I've lived my life on thin ice; will I ever have a chance to pay off my debts?"

"Holy crap! Another senior brother has hanged himself! Quick, quick, help him!"

"Holy crap? You're not in a hurry over there, but my senior brother here seems to have been hanging there for a while now, his face is all purple!"

Hey!
He sighed deeply.

Sweating profusely, Ji Yan rubbed his aching back as he came off the production line and lit a Liqun cigarette for himself outside the factory.

Cheap.

Moreover, it's powerful and relieves fatigue.

Because it was the night shift, and I was a temporary worker, I was given ten minutes to smoke every three hours.

not much.

But for the other employees inside, they were already very lucky.

Ji Yan couldn't understand this either.

Logically, those long-term or permanent employees should be paid better than me, but in fact, the opposite is true.

However, he had heard some rumors.

It seems to be saying that regular employees only choose to work in factories to tighten screws because they have nowhere else to go, and they have partners and children to support at home.

Fire Valley was their last destination, so despite being exploited, they would not leave.

Temporary workers, however, do not have this concern.

In order to retain temporary workers, the rules will be slightly more lenient.

He stared at the debt collection text message on his phone, the glaring "overdue penalty interest +30%" making his eyelids twitch.

Tired!

He wanted to cry when he was tired, but he couldn't, because he was afraid that if he cried today, he would cry even louder next month if he couldn't pay his loan.

Only three minutes had passed since he finished his cigarette. In that time, Ji Yan took out his phone and sent a message in the Dao Yan disciples' chat group:

[Ji Yan: Junior brothers and sisters, how did the battle go tonight?]

[Wang Chen: Don't even mention it. I just spilled a customer's soup, resulting in several free deliveries, and I even got yelled at. I regret it. I should have gone to fix the screws tonight; at least that would have been more stable.]

[Lu Xu: Stable paralysis, I really can't screw this screw in for even a minute longer, it's practically cracking from the heat! @Ji Yan, senior, you're out for a stroll too?]

[Ji Yan: Hmm, it seems we have the same rest time. I also feel like I can't keep screwing anymore, I'm getting more and more tired. I wonder how the other junior brothers and sisters are doing.]

[Junfeng: When you're slaughtering pigs in the Ten Thousand Mountains, you know what? The demons are definitely more generous than the humans.]

[Shanze: Yeah, I also think it's much more enjoyable to find work among the demons than to grind snails in Fire Refining Valley.]

[Qin Lin: I was doing manicures for someone, and I encountered a difficult person who made me redo it several times. It's so annoying!]

[Tang Wan: I...I'm an extra in the film crew. I was lucky enough to get a role as a dead person, which earns me an extra twenty spirit stones per scene.]

Everyone:? ? ?
Absolutely
Originally, everyone was hoping to find some easier tasks.

How come each one of them is suffering more than the last?
The demon race is really good; I can go work in the Hundred Thousand Mountains next time.
Speaking of which, Junior Sister Tang Wan is definitely someone special!

I still remember when they first got their hands on a mobile phone.

This person wants to become an internet celebrity, that person wants to become a game streamer, and another wants to become a live-streaming e-commerce host.

As a result, his dream of becoming an internet celebrity was shattered after three days, and he ended up working in a factory.

I originally thought I was the protagonist of the Spirit Continent.

The harsh reality, however, showed them that they were no different from other second- or third-rate sect disciples.

The only difference is that the disciples from the Holy Land are faster and can screw in more screws in the same amount of time, thus earning two more spirit stones.

[Qin Lin: @Ji Yan, senior, how about we sign up for the Eternal Elite Hundred Cities League? We don't have high expectations, we'll be satisfied if we make it into the top 100.]

[Ji Yan: Sigh, let's talk about it when we get back to the sect tomorrow.]

(End of this chapter)