I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 655 They are the moral ones (26)

When the logging camp owner woke up, he found himself hanging upside down from a tree.

The trees are top-quality spruce trees, which can quickly grow to over ten meters tall in places like mulberry wood, which are full of spiritual energy, and then become excellent furniture materials.

Its texture is uniform, making it suitable for inscribing formations and one of the materials for crafting wood-attribute magical artifacts.

The rope used to tie himself was also a good rope; it cost thirteen yuan per meter and was sturdy and reliable. He always had the lumberjacks use this kind of rope.

The only drawback is that it wears out easily, so he made the loggers change it every day, and they could only buy it from him, at only twenty yuan per meter.

His hands were also tied behind his back, and the storage bag sewn onto his coat had been taken away; no one knew where it had gone.

After cursing, the lumberyard owner tried to bite the rope off his feet, only to find that his upper body was also fixed to the ground.

Realizing he couldn't break free, he sighed, then looked around and found the surroundings to be very bright.

Torches burned fiercely as hundreds of lumberjacks watched him, torches in hand.

Under the flickering torches, they seemed to be set ablaze, their eyes shimmering with tiny flames.

Stung by the flames, the lumberyard owner looked away, then remembered his place and turned back, saying, "What do you want? Let me down! Deduct my wages, fire me!"

“Then pay me my wages first,” a lumberjack said. “You’ve been short three months’ wages.”

"Aren't you annoying? I'm broke right now," the shopkeeper said irritably. "I told you to wait a bit longer, are you ever going to stop? If you keep making a fuss, I won't give you a single penny."

The lumberjack gave a cold laugh, then shook the other person's phone and said, "No money? You tipped the streamer one million three hundred thousand, but you only owe me six thousand."

"How dare you reveal your salary! You've leaked company secrets, we're going to sue you!"

The boss, whose clothes were hanging in the tree, looked as if he had found incredible evidence of a crime, and his face turned bright red with excitement.

Swinging excitedly in the air, he exclaimed, "I absolutely will not pay you! If I don't teach you a lesson, how will you know I'm your boss? You'll be sued soon, and my lawyer won't let you off easy!"

"Is this the lawyer you're talking about?"

Someone threw something forcefully here, and a round thing rolled onto his head—it was his lawyer brother.

The other party still had a look of fear on their face, seemingly not expecting that these old geezers would dare to make a move.

Fear was frozen on his face, making it look like a terrifying wax figure, perfectly capturing the terror of his impending death.

"How...how dare you do this! He's my brother! He has a Daoist seed inside him that I bought at a high price! Do you know how difficult it is to bring someone with a Daoist seed back to life! And couldn't you have talked things out properly? Why did you have to kill him?"

After a long silence, someone finally spoke up: "Have you lost your memory? We were just trying to talk to you nicely from the start."

“That’s right,” the other man said fiercely. “When we found you, you were still counting your money. As soon as you saw us, you cursed us as street vendors. Who can tolerate that?”

The shopkeeper in the tree seemed to remember something and asked in surprise, "Didn't you always call it that before? We could tolerate it before, why can't you tolerate it today?"

"I don't know, but after playing 'This Incredible World,' I just couldn't stand it anymore."

"I knew I couldn't be too nice to you! You should be prevented from even playing in the dream world!"

The others looked at their boss, who was still stubbornly refusing to admit it, and sighed helplessly.

Boss Liang pushed through the crowd, walked up to the other person, and asked, "Is there anything else you've remembered?"

The aerial raincoat beetle thought for a moment, then said, "You want a raise? What do you idiots need so much money for? Go back to where you got it from, or I'll make you take action."

"and then?"

"Then you said it was fine if we didn't raise wages, but at least pay back the wages you owed us before. I got angry then, so I slapped one of the workers, and then you beat me up. I got a head injury, and then I passed out... No, this has always been the case! My dad beats you, my grandpa beats you, it's tradition! You can't be so immoral!" Looking at the boss's incessant chatter, Boss Liang knew this man was beyond saving.

However, he still had a sliver of hope that the other party might repent a little.

Telling the surrounding lumberjacks to calm down, Boss Liang looked at them and asked, "This is the last time, I'm only asking this one last time, are you willing to raise your employees' wages or not?"

"Go to hell! That's my money, why should I give it to you poor bastards?"

Then, looking at the others, he said disdainfully, "Not only will I not give you money, I'll make you lose money! Instead of working overtime and doing any work, you're causing trouble here! If I don't let you run a loan compensation company, I'll change my name!"

"It's hopeless, let's do it."

The raincoat beetle was slammed down, landing headfirst and letting out a cry of pain. Then he saw a lumberjack's anti-slip boots appear before him, growing larger and larger.

The kick was so powerful that it knocked out his front tooth.

He spat out two teeth and shouted fiercely, "You really dare! Pay up!"

Another kick landed, and the former boss was kicked hard to the ground, giving them a sense of satisfaction.

Strange, how have we tolerated this thing until today?

More and more people started taking action, and the punches became increasingly brutal.

At first, they were a little reserved.

However, once they got into the swing of things, their movements became increasingly larger, and they felt a sense of exhilaration.

Especially when they saw the boss in the middle gradually change shape, and the arrogance on his face was slowly replaced by fear, the exhilarating feeling filled them with excitement.

"You have today too!"

"I've wanted to beat you up for ages! You touch men's butts, you touch women's butts, are you some kind of latrine cleaner?!"

"Three months! Three months! You've withheld my salary for three months! Do you know how I've survived these past three months?!"

"Getting hit by a tree doesn't count as a work injury! Getting chopped off by an axe doesn't count as a work injury! Even if your head falls off, you still need to have your supervisor confirm it within three minutes to count it as a work injury. You try finding someone to fix your head off."

"Where's the supervisor?! Kill them all!"

"Who would use the Emperor's Banner to imprison them? Damn it! You try bullying one more and see what happens!"

The boss was initially being stubborn.

Clutching his head, he said viciously, "The temple keeper of the Wood Star Lord is coming! You're all doomed! I'm telling you, the temple keeper of the Wood Star Lord won't let you get away with this!"

“Actually, I’ve already arrived,” said a temple keeper from the Wood Star Lord’s temple.

Looking at the other person, the boss's eyes widened, and he exclaimed in astonishment, "You... save me!"

To the boss's surprise, the temple keeper of the Wood Star Lord shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, he cannot be saved."

"Why! Isn't Lord Mude a very virtuous person?"

"Now, they are the moral ones."

　I've caught a cold again, so I'll have to stay up until the third watch today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)