Qin Dynasty: They've all turned into zombies, what's there to fear about a rebellion?

The phrase "[The Qin and Han Dynasties' anti-monopoly merger seal] hangs high in the air, as heavy as ten thousand pounds."

The source spirit lay trembling on the cement ground, not daring to reveal even the slightest hint of its presence.

The three million pixel workers around held their breath as the high-frequency alloy drill bit slowly lowered, and the entire primordial void fell silent.

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"Approved! Complete merger!!"

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[Boom—Crack!]

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At this moment, the fundamental laws of the higher-dimensional universe underwent a final reconstruction of space!

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[Ding! Universal Heavenly Dao Broadcast is now forcibly online!]

[WARNING! Universal Heavenly Dao Broadcast is now forcibly online!]

The grand, mechanical system broadcast, accompanied by the piercing sound of heavy truck diesel horns, resounded loudly in the ears of every living being in all the heavens and myriad realms!

"A proclamation to all beings of all dimensions, both high and low!"

"The ultimate source of the universe has been forced into bankruptcy liquidation today by Zhongqin Han Heavy Industry due to a long-term debt crisis!"

Effective immediately, the former "Ultimate Source of the Universe" has been officially renamed "Zhong Qin Han Demolition Office Twelfth General Factory"!

"All original administrative authority over the Heavenly Dao is transferred to the Legal Department and Engineering Department of the Central Qin and Han Dynasties. The original operating rules of the Heavenly Dao are hereby abolished!!"

As soon as the broadcast came out, all the top figures in the myriad worlds and countless star fields were dumbfounded.

"What?! The source of the universe has been eliminated?!"

"The Heavenly Dao has become the Twelfth Demolition Office Factory?! What kind of insane operation is this?!"

Countless powerful individuals screamed in despair, their worldviews utterly shattered.

At that very moment, at the site of the vault ruins, the Source True Spirit heard the system broadcast and, upon experiencing the scene firsthand, felt a profound despair wash over him.

"Renamed... Twelfth General Factory... My foundation built over countless eons..."

It lay on the ground sobbing, its broken mother-gold dragon head's pupils looking miserable and decayed.

Dongfang Shuo raised the iron seal and the merger agreement, then walked with his hands behind his back and a pigeon-toed gait to the source of the true spirit, and kicked its dragon head from above.

"Alright, stop crying like your father has died. According to the agreement, your personal bankruptcy liquidation should also be processed at the same time."

The source spirit looked up at the damp dragon head, its gaze blank.

"Personal bankruptcy? What... what else do I have left to liquidate?"

Cao Can squeezed over, fiddling with the cast iron plate, and rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Besides this broken dragon head, all you're left with is this pile of scrap metal. You're not even qualified to be used to offset bad debts!"

Liu Bang leaned against the door of the carriage at the South Heavenly Gate, exhaled the cigarette butt from his mouth, and tilted his head to look at the source of the true spirit with ill intent.

"Mr. Cao, how about we take this old bastard to the mine to work on pig iron? Twenty hours a day, and the wages will pay off his debts?!"

The source spirit trembled with fear and hurriedly kowtowed repeatedly to Su Ming on the roof of the car.

"President Su, spare my life! President Su, have mercy! I'm willing to give anything, please spare my worthless life!!"

Su Ming'an sat on the roof of the Nantianmen vehicle, elegantly exhaling bluish-green smoke rings.

He looked down at the source of the pleading spirit, his gaze cold as ice, and spoke calmly.

"Killing you is pointless; the Qin and Han dynasties did not support useless people."

Su Ming turned his head to look at Dongfang Shuo and said calmly.

"Assign it a suitable position."

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"Have you heard? President Su is so kind! He's arranged a secure job for you!"

Dongfang Shuo slammed the agreement on the head of the source spirit, and the job description lit up.

"Starting today, you are forcibly reassigned to the position of [security guard and cleaner at the 12th General Factory of the Zhongqinhan Demolition Office]!"

"No base salary, no holidays, this year's wages will be used for Christmas interest, and the project duration... is tentatively set for three immeasurable eons!!"

Yuantou Zhenling stared blankly at the words "Security Guard and Cleaner".

Yet this supreme source of the universe, the sovereign ruler of all heavens, has now fallen to the point of guarding and sweeping the floors of a demolition plant?!

"Why choose a low-ranking position?!"

Zhang Han stepped forward, carrying a cast iron crowbar, his eyes filled with cruelty.

"Not too low, not too low! I'll do it! I'm just here to be a doorman!!"

The source spirit trembled in fright and hurriedly pressed its handprint with its broken spirit, fearing that if it was a second too late, it would be smashed into dust by the iron crowbar.

The chief judge and the eight judges standing to the side were ashen-faced and did not even dare to look up at Su Ming.

The Speaker of the Heavens and the Daoist Master of Ten Thousand Immortals trembled all over and hurriedly ran to Cao Can, bowing and scraping.

"Mr. Cao! What about us?! If we're lucky enough to get one bottle, can we get some ingredients?!"

Cao Can put away the abacus, patted each other on the shoulder, and smiled casually.

"Considering your enthusiasm in carrying the gas cylinders, I'll end your internship here. From now on, you'll be operating a road roller with Wang Li!"

"Thank you so much, Mr. Cao! Thank you so much, Mr. Su!!"

The Speaker of the Heavens and the Dao of Ten Thousand Immortals were moved to tears of admiration and almost knelt down to express their gratitude.

Being able to secure an unofficial spot to drive a road roller under these ruthless bandits is practically a lifesaver!

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The cast iron plaque was welded from the side panels of a discarded high-dimensional heavy truck, and nine large, dark, menacing characters were ironed onto it with blazing diesel fuel—[Zhong Qin Han Relocation and Demolition Office, Twelfth General Factory]!

[Boom—Crack!]

Zhang Han pried hard with the iron bar and forcefully hung the giant iron plaque directly above the core hub of the Nine-Colored Heavenly Dao!

The huge plaque is printed with billowing high-dimensional diesel oil, which will unveil the complete shroud of the sacred and peaceful Nine-Colored Hub.

"The plaque is up! The 12th General Factory has officially started construction!!"

Zhang Han turned around and unleashed a thunderous roar at another convoy of heavy trucks that stretched across the mountains.

【roar--!!】

Hundreds of heavy-duty trailers, tankers, and excavators started up simultaneously!

The billowing, dark nuclear backfire exit formed the entire factory area, and a massive convoy of heavy trucks began to move and load the endless assets within the core hub of the Heavenly Dao!

These mountains of merit and veins of law were forcibly shoveled up, loaded onto trucks, and continuously transported to the headquarters of Zhong Qin Han.

Su Ming sat on the roof of the Nantianmen vehicle, took a deep drag on his cast iron pipe, and looked at the bustling moving site with a calm and collected expression.

The entire transportation process is carried out in an instant at top speed!

"Report—!!"

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Li Xin didn't even open the car door. He jumped off the front of the car, knelt on one knee below the Nantianmen vehicle, and looked extremely solemn.

"President Su! The exploration team has discovered something unusual at the deepest part of the Heavenly Dao Hub!!"

Su Ming raised an eyebrow and casually exhaled a smoke ring.

"What is it?"

Li Xin took a deep breath and reported sternly.

"It's a high-dimensional oil pipeline bound by hundreds of supreme chaotic chains! And at the other end... it leads directly to a top-secret, forbidden zone in the upper reaches of a higher-dimensional universe!!"

Upon hearing Li Xin's report, the mockery in Liu Bang's eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a bloodthirsty and cruel smile.

"An oil pipeline? A top-secret restricted area? Above it lies this old scoundrel at the source... and there's an even bigger syndicate sucking the blood?!"

Cao Shen's abacus beads clanged rapidly once more, his eyes cold.

"President Su, should we follow this route and take down the mastermind behind it all?"

Su Ming held the cast iron pipe in his hand, his cool gaze reflecting the dark oil pipeline as he looked into the unknown depths of endless higher dimensions.

He smiled slightly, granting himself the ability to control every curve.

"Connect the pump and feel your way along the floor."

Su Ming lightly flicked the ash from his cigarette and spoke calmly.

"I'd like to see who dares to steal oil from the mattresses of the Qin and Han dynasties."