I couldn't take it anymore; when I went home for Chinese New Year, the family genealogy book ha

"Brother Chen! Are these guys animals?"

Wang Dagou plopped down on the sofa in Jiang Chen's office, gulped down a large mouthful of cold tea, and looked like he had seen a ghost.

He drove the excavator all morning, and now he feels like his worldview has been dug up by those dusty workers.

Jiang Chen leisurely sipped his tea and raised his eyelids slightly.

"What's wrong? Is it because the other person is working too efficiently, putting a lot of pressure on you as the foreman?"

"Stress? Is this even a problem of stress?"

Wang Dagou slammed the teacup down on the table, spitting everywhere.

"Do you know what I just saw?"

"I drove the excavator, and with one scoop, I dug out half a cubic meter of soil."

"Before I even lifted the bucket, someone next to me with a shovel, with a few quick swipes, chopped up more dirt than I had dug!"

"I'm driving an excavator! Don't I have any dignity?"

Wang Dagou became more and more excited as he spoke, and he almost jumped off the sofa.

On the construction site, the one hundred T800 robots were perfectly executing Jiang Chen's orders.

Laying the foundation, reinforcing the steel bars, and pouring the concrete.

Every step of the process was as smooth as if it had been programmed by the most sophisticated computer program, so smooth it was almost unbelievable.

Not a single unnecessary word was spoken, not a single unnecessary action was taken.

Apart from the roar of the machines, the entire construction site was as quiet as a huge precision instrument workshop.

Jiang Taohua, the village's gossip queen, is a woman in her fifties whose greatest hobby is talking about everyone else's business.

She certainly couldn't miss such a big event.

From the morning onwards, she moved a small stool and sat outside the construction site's perimeter fence, eating sunflower seeds and "supervising" the entire process.

I spent the whole morning looking at it.

Then, she discovered even more bizarre places.

These workers seem to have no sense of fatigue.

They've been working since dawn, and I haven't even seen them drink a drop of water.

Not to mention smoking or going to the toilet.

It was noon, lunchtime.

A special food delivery truck drove up, and foreman 001 got on with a blank expression and took down a hundred identical boxed meals.

Then, all the workers stopped what they were doing, lined up in an orderly queue, each received a boxed lunch, and went into the temporary prefabricated house next door.

Jiang Taohua was keeping track of time.

Five minutes!

Exactly five minutes, no more, no less!

One hundred workers all came out of the prefabricated houses and neatly stacked the empty lunch boxes at the recycling point.

Then, expressionless, he returned to his post.

The whole process was so fast it was like it was playing at sixteen times the speed.

"Is this...a meal or a charge?"

Jiang Taohua forgot to crack the melon seeds in her hand, her mouth wide open.

In the office, Wang Dagou's rant continued.

He held up one finger, gesturing for the name.

"Brother Chen! This isn't over yet!"

"I just saw someone, with just one hand! Just one hand! Carrying a whole bucket of mixed cement, probably weighing over a hundred pounds!"

"Then, he just jumped right there, and 'whoosh,' he leaped up the three-meter-high scaffolding!"

Wang Dagou's voice was trembling.

"The key point is that after he jumped up, he was as steady as a mountain! Not a single drop of cement spilled from the bucket in his hand!"

"Tell me, is this something a human being could do?"

Jiang Chen finally put down his teacup, a calm smile appearing on his face.

"I already told you, they are retired special forces soldiers, each one a top soldier."

"It's normal to have better physical fitness."

Jiang Chen patted Wang Dagou on the shoulder and said earnestly.

"Da Gou, it's not that they're too strong, it's that you're too weak."

"Looks like I'll have to give you more training from now on."

Wang Dagou looked at Jiang Chen's calm and collected face and was completely speechless.

Special forces?

Were your family's special forces trained by Marvel?

Soon, the legend of this "Iron Army Construction" team spread like wildfire throughout Jiangjia Village.

There are all sorts of versions.

Some say that Jiang Chen invited the entire Shaolin Temple's martial monk troupe, and that the hundred workers were actually the legendary "One Hundred and Eight Bronze Men Formation."

Some people have gone even further.

It is said that these people are not retired soldiers at all, but "super bio-soldiers" being experimented on in a secret national base. They came to Jiangjia Village to test combat data.

After listening, Third Grandfather Jiang Wanhai slammed his pipe on the table and gave what he considered to be the most reliable conclusion.

"In my opinion, they're just a bunch of heartless money-making machines!"

As the rumors grew increasingly outrageous, Jiang Chen had no choice but to personally intervene and convene another small meeting of the villagers.

He righteously criticized this feudal superstitious ideology and reiterated the official statement about "retired special forces soldiers".

To make these "kings of soldiers" look more down-to-earth, Jiang Chen specially asked the logistics department to give each robot a set of looser and more oversized work clothes.

The purpose was to conceal their angular and extremely unscientific muscle lines, which were visible even through their tight-fitting work clothes.

However, physical concealment cannot hide the visual shock.

It was evening.

When the villagers gathered again at the west end of the village, everyone was completely stunned by the scene before them.

In just one day!

What was once a barren wasteland of jagged rocks has now had its massive foundation poured!

Thick steel main beams, like the skeleton of a giant beast, rise from the ground, forming the general outline of the first phase of the factory workshop!

The speed at which the framework of a steel behemoth was erected in just one day made all the villagers who were watching feel a powerful and suffocating sense of oppression from modern industrial civilization!

Su Qing was inspecting the construction site, holding design drawings in her hand.

Looking at the miraculous speed of construction before her, her eyes were filled with disbelief as she looked at Jiang Chen.

"Jiang Chen, where exactly did you find this construction team?"

Su Qing's voice carried a hint of shock that even she herself didn't realize.

"With this efficiency and this level of skill, building a food factory is out of the question; even building Huoshenshan Hospital overnight would be more than feasible!"

Jiang Chen stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the factory that was beginning to take shape, a mysterious smile on his face.

"Trade secrets".

He turned his head, looked at Su Qing, winked, and said jokingly.

"But I can tell you a little something."

"From now on, if any light bulb in our house goes out or any drain gets clogged, just call them."

"Don't let their factory building background fool you; they can do everything."

"All-powerful".