The dragon just wants to stay at home, but the players are frantically upgrading their technology.

"I do work in construction in real life, that's true! But why do I have to work in construction and be a slave in the game?!"

"I'm here to play games! Not to be a beast of burden or do manual labor in the game!"

The surrounding players stopped what they were doing and looked at the player who had broken down, trying hard to suppress their smiles.

"It's been almost ten days since the server opened, and all we've done is craft things and grind! We've already made the rattan armor and weapons! Why haven't we started fighting the goblins yet?"

"Did you get burned today?" Perhaps his mentality collapsed. Ignoring the players around him, he pointed at a piece of green brick that had just been fired not far away, spitting as he spoke.

Even his dog's head turned visibly red.

After cursing, he was still not satisfied. He took a couple of breaths, glanced around, and began to speak in a sarcastic tone.

"Is caliber the sole measure of justice? Where is she? Is she hiding somewhere having tea?"

"Um... bro, could you shut up?"

A player pointed this out.

"Shut up! Did she give us money? Am I wrong? We're here to play games, not to be treated like donkeys."

"Did you dust yourself today?" he glanced sideways and sneered.

"Because...because the 'caliber is justice' policy was online earlier than yours, and now it's squatting in the ditch behind you, digging mud every single day."

The player gripped the ground with his toes, turned his head away, and pointed behind "Did you get dusty today?"

"And...it seems she heard it."

As the player spoke, a dog's head covered in mud emerged from the ditch not far away.

On the dog's head, those golden eyes stared intently at the turned figure, "Did you get dusty today?" It didn't say a word.

"Hahaha! That's hilarious! The death stare where caliber is justice!"

"This scene! It's so similar to the last one!"

At this moment, the other players could no longer suppress their smiles and grinned uncontrollably.

"Um... um... Sis! Boss! Let me explain, I was just venting, it's not like I can't hold on for a couple more days."

Did you dust yourself today? His frozen expression turned awkward; he scratched his head and gave a smile.

It's not that he's afraid of "justice lies in rhetoric"; it's just a game.

But if someone insults someone behind their back and gets overheard, their confidence will unconsciously diminish by three points.

The statement "Public opinion is justice" remained silent, merely observing whether the dust had settled today, before slowly withdrawing its head.

"Whoo~"

Only after seeing the head that believed in "justice through rhetoric" completely disappear, and wondering if he'd been burned today, did he breathe a sigh of relief, pick up the brick, and continue carrying it.

The other players also got busy building houses.

While carrying bricks, did you dust them today? He approached the player who had just reminded him.

"Brother, thanks for the reminder! But how did you guys distinguish the different kobolds?"

Did you dust yourself today? He whispered, "Apart from those few Dragonblood Warriors, I can't see any difference!"

"You haven't been playing for very long, have you?"

The player glanced at him and said while carrying bricks, "You'll be able to tell the difference after playing for a while. Some have more prominent noses and smoother hair texture, while others..."

Halfway through the conversation, the player suddenly turned around and asked, "Have you finished playing today?"

"Haven't been playing long? I know who you are! You were just taking a dump at launch, hanging around the dragon's nest entrance..."

Before the player could finish speaking, he was silenced by someone who had just been beaten to a pulp.

"Shh!"

Did you get dusty today? After scanning his surroundings and finding no one looking at him, he released the player.

"I understand! It's so embarrassing!"

The player nodded and lowered his voice: "After all, being honored with a monument, being a saint who poops, and having a motto is truly unique."

Did I dust myself today? I was so embarrassed I dug my toes into the ground, almost carving out a three-bedroom apartment.

"I just wanted to do some work, but I didn't expect to fall and knock myself unconscious. Then my supervisor called me to the construction site, and I only came back a few days ago."

He tried to explain by saying that he had been covered in dust today.

"Wow, in this day and age, civil engineering graduates can still find jobs! That's impressive!"

The player looked him up and down, wondering if he'd been dusted today, and then asked, "A national key project?"

"Ah."

Did you get dusty today? He nodded and asked, "You know so much about this industry, you must be a senior in it?"

"I entered the industry with a dream of becoming an architect, but I didn't become a master. I finished all the basic construction work I needed to do, and after a few years I quit."

The player brushed away the mud mixed with grass roots, placed a brick on the wall, and sighed.

"I feel like I won't be able to find a job after I finish this project."

"Did you dust today?" he scratched his head, walked over to him, laid a brick, and said, "Let's get acquainted? My ID is 'Did you dust today?'"

"Bricklaying expert".

The player kept moving his hands without turning his head.

"By the way, senior! Who was the last person they mentioned who criticized the idea that 'righteousness lies in rhetoric'?"

Upon hearing this question, the bricklaying expert paused in his bricklaying, then said, "Don't ask that question..."

"Oh……"

Did you dust today? I noticed the bricklaying expert's avoidance, and remembering how he reminded me, I suddenly realized.

"I understand, that person is the senior..."

Before he could finish asking, "Did you clean the mortar today?", a brick flew over.

……

Meanwhile, inside the mud ditch.

"Ugh!"

"Justice is in the Air" sat on the muddy ground and sighed.

These days, the infrastructure construction in the player camp is in full swing.

But players aren't working people; they can't stand the monotony of day after day.

She really didn't know how long she could suppress the problem by setting such an example.

"Was it really necessary for the production team to go to such a hardcore level?"

"Justice is in the caliber" leaned against the wall of the ditch, covering his head with one hand.

"They call it a realistic alternate world, and they even simulated physical labor like carrying bricks and digging dirt!"

Virtual reality technology can adjust perception settings to minimize various data points.

However, a decline in physical fitness and a decrease in efficiency are inevitable.

Not to mention the monotony of long hours of labor.

It's already a miracle that players can survive for more than ten days.

hum!

Before she could think further about what "righteousness is all about," a voice interrupted her thoughts.

This is an offline message.

The line "caliber equals justice" has lost focus and gone offline.

Before long, the eyes of justice focused again, this time shining brightly, no longer as dull as before.

The solution is here!

"go!"

"Caliber is Justice" stood up and patted the polar bear digging in the dirt with an iron hoe.

Before the polar bear could even respond, the phrase "righteousness is the ultimate truth" was already uttered.

The polar bear turned around and quickly followed.

"Boss! Are we not digging today?"

"Yes! We won't dig! We won't dig anymore!"

"So what's next?"

"Kill the goblins! Capture the goblins! Let the goblins help us dig!"

Chapter 14 Decapitation Tactics

Soon, Kobe is Justice, carrying the stone tablet, led the white bear to the place the War Commander had notified them of.