Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Anyway, I'm not doing anything special, I'm just going in to take a look at Brother Diandao.

She pushed the wheelchair to the outside of the lowest part of the wall.

This wall is made of rusted iron sheet and is about three meters high.

"Alright, go!" Yan Huan commanded.

On March 7th, he used both hands to lift the wheelchair up and then onto the wall.

But the wheels had barely lifted 3 centimeters off the ground before they were back on the ground.

"..." Yan Huan turned around and looked at the panting March 7th.

"What are you doing! How could I possibly lift you up there with your wheelchair along with you, when you're so tall!" March 7th stomped her feet in anger.

"You stay outside, I'll go in by myself."

As she spoke, she let go of the wheelchair handles and started climbing the wall on her own.

Yan Huan looked up and instructed:

"You should be able to calculate the distance between us, right?"

At this time, March 7th was still in a weakened state. Without the support of Yu Duchen and Baihua, he would soon faint.

"Then why don't you turn the power up a bit?"

March 7th climbed up while muttering to himself:

"Your paralysis has absolutely nothing to do with using those two weapons."

“Oh right…” Yan Huan suddenly realized.

Now that I am in my physical form and my consciousness is also present, there is absolutely no need to be so energy-efficient.

After the scope of the recuperation area was expanded, all the workers in the factory became more energetic.

On March 7th, just as he climbed over the wall and landed, he heard a surprised sound.

"W-What's going on, Old Liu! I feel like I'm on fire, I could screw in ten thousand screws a minute!!"

Inside the electronics factory, the sounds of banging and clanging grew even louder.

On March 7th, enduring the noise, he walked step by step toward the light.

There seemed to be more than twenty production lines here, and the workers were wearing light blue dustproof suits and all looked the same.

Where will the Star Core Hunters be?

Although it's unclear why a renowned Star Core Hunter and the ultimate cosmic wanted criminal would be reduced to tightening screws, it's obviously Blade himself.

After all, he had already spoken to him.

"Aaaaaah—who turned the conveyor belt up so fast? I'm going to get caught in it!"

"Holy crap, holy crap!!"

Suddenly, screams erupted from the workshop.

On March 7th, upon closer inspection, one could see that the conveyor belts on those assembly lines were spinning rapidly, like treadmills.

"Hahaha! Only this speed matches our current strength. Everyone, keep up the good work, and next year we'll be able to live in the inner city!!" The man who was the team leader was full of confidence.

"Damn it! We're just hourly workers!!" On the assembly line, all the workers were working with all their might, their eyes burning with rage, and they were even smoking as they tightened screws.

"My God." Looking at this blood-burning scene, March 7th couldn't help but hold his breath.

"They're even sending sparks flying!"

Chapter 1288 Salary increase!

"But...which one is the blade?"

March 7th, hiding in a corner, suddenly looked at the white dust suit next to her.

"Ok?"

Based on experience, the one wearing blue is the younger brother, and the one wearing white is the older brother.

So, on March 7th, he took off the white dustproof suit and quickly put it on.

He then walked confidently toward the employees with his hands behind his back.

"Hello, Director!" Upon discovering March 7th, the first few people quickly nodded and greeted him.

"Hmm~" March 7th smiled smugly, and even pretended to go to the conveyor belt to check the quality of the products.

"Hmm~ There's a slight flaw."

She frowned, picked up the component—whether it was a chip or something else—and asked, "Do you think this is perfect?"

"Uh...not perfect, not perfect, we'll redo it right away."

March 7th nodded slightly, pacing around the assembly line workshop, his eyes scanning left and right, searching for the figure of the blade.

That guy was one of the Five Heroes of the Clouds, a renowned craftsman, and now a Star Core Hunter.

Therefore, his work efficiency must be the highest here.

Soon, March 7's gaze fell on a ruthless person.

The man gritted his teeth and worked hard, sweating profusely, his movements so fast that he left afterimages.

Although they were wearing matching blue dust suits, their figures still looked quite sharp.

I don't know if this kind of intense activity will attract demonic influences.

“Hey…” March 7th approached and patted the person on the shoulder.

"Hmm?" The man turned his head and looked at her strangely. "What's wrong, boss?"

Judging from the voice, it seems to be a girl.

"It's alright, take care of yourself." March 7th quickly stepped back and gave an awkward smile.

That's strange. Such a powerful guy isn't a Star Core Hunter?

"This is really a headache..." March 7th looked around and spun around a few more times amidst the noisy banging and clanging sounds.

Suddenly, she came up with an idea.

"Hey everyone, put down what you're doing, hurry up!" March 7th clapped his hands and raised his voice.

"Come here, everyone, I have something to announce!"

Under her leadership, all the workers stood in a dense row, occasionally shaking their legs or scratching their faces, making small movements all the time.

"Ahem." March 7th looked at them and coughed lightly twice.

"Do you know what I wanted to say when I called you here?"

“I don’t know…” x146.

"You guys take a guess first." March 7th looked at the first person on the left.

The person seemed to be the team leader, and was also wearing the same white clothes as her.

"Shouldn't we be discussing work procedures?" the team leader pondered.

"I've said it before: hourly workers are too detrimental to the company's interests, and we should switch to piecework!"

“Now, an average employee can make about 300 pieces per hour, and the hourly wage is three credits, which translates to one yuan per 100 pieces.”

"But we just felt the blessing of the Mother Goddess, and we can definitely produce a thousand products per hour!"

"But because they are hourly workers, many people deliberately slowed down and kept the output at 300 pieces per hour."

"Therefore, I propose changing it to piecework, with one yuan for every 300 products!"

"This way, we can make the most of our current situation, allowing the company to not only increase production but also save costs!"

"?" Upon hearing the group leader's overview, March 7th was taken aback.

In other words, they were originally hourly workers, but if they were converted to piecework, they would be paid one yuan for every hundred pieces.

Now, despite improvements in physical and mental well-being, the price has been changed to one yuan for three hundred items.

"..."

"Brother... what benefit do you get from bringing this up?" March 7th asked in confusion.

"Of course, it's to show off my wisdom!" The team leader puffed out his chest, head held high, looking very smug, his grin wider than an AK.

“Okay, let’s change it to piecework, one yuan for a thousand pieces.” March 7th made an even more shameless suggestion.

Anyway, this factory isn't hers, so she can do whatever she wants with it.

"What?! Holy crap! You son of a bitch... I disagree!"

This action immediately drew the ire of other employees.

They stood up and protested.

"What kind of twisted logic is this? We were doing a perfectly good job, and now you insist on lowering the wages, huh!"

"Then we're not doing this anymore! You can go find employees who pay one dollar a thousand pieces each!"

"Hey, are you guys going to rebel?" The team leader stepped forward and quickly reprimanded the employees who were about to go berserk.

"Who gave us food to eat? Who gave us a place to live?!"

"You bunch of heartless ingrates, you've gone too far!"

"Wait a minute, if I may ask, does the team leader not have to do any work?" March 7th stepped forward, "Does the team leader not have to do any work?"

"No, I'll work with them, hehe." The team leader turned around and smiled at March 7th.

"Then why are you shooting yourself in the foot?" March 7th was shocked. Wasn't this just being a fool?

"No... your salary calculation method is different from theirs, right?"

"No, no, no, exactly the same." The team leader was even more proud.

"I'm just more grateful. Please, Director, speak to your superiors and please promote me if a position becomes available!"