Under One Person: I, Jiaqian Jushi, work from nine to five

They're coming for me?

Zhou Fengliu raised an eyebrow upon seeing this.

...

The scene changes.

While Zhou Fengliu was smashing the furnace, Qiu'er also brought Ma Xianhong to the center of the village.

Even someone as dim-witted as Ma Xianhong could tell something was wrong with Qiu'er's behavior of running away without a fight.

"What are you plotting?"

Seeing that the ball had stopped running, Ma Xianhong frowned and questioned him.

"Well... you guess."

Qiu'er's attitude of giving up angered Ma Xianhong.

"It doesn't matter, I don't need to know. You lot... I'll deal with you one by one!"

As Ma Xianhong spoke, he released his magical artifact.

"No need to pack them one by one, they've all come."

As soon as Ma Xianhong finished speaking, the temporary worker from Central China, Hei Guan, came into view.

In addition, Feng Baobao and Xiao Zizai also appeared in two different directions.

With Lao Meng arriving late, the five temporary workers gathered one after another in the center of the village, while a group of villagers from Biyou Village, who were eager to watch the excitement, followed closely behind, chasing after the temporary workers all the way here.

An extremely chaotic battle is about to begin.

"Brothers, let's take them down! For the leader! Charge!"

Upon seeing Ma Xianhong, the villagers of Biyou Village became even more eager to fight, each one of them acting as if they had been injected with adrenaline, wanting to prove themselves in front of Ma Xianhong.

But the result speaks for itself...

If it weren't for these few temporary workers putting in so much effort, the grass on their graves would probably be growing tall by now.

Seeing the villagers being crippled one by one by these outsiders because of them, Ma Xianhong frowned. He knew clearly that the level of this battle was beyond the reach of these villagers who had only recently become superhumans.

He shouted at the crowd:

"Get out! All of you get out! You're just an obstacle to me here!"

"Master..."

"Master, we're not leaving..."

"I, as the leader of this cult, command you! Get out of here!"

Seeing that the villagers were still disobedient, Ma Xianhong then manipulated the "Kong Kuhou," a magical artifact resembling a lion's head in mid-air, to launch a shockwave at the ground, scattering everyone.

Under the shockwave of the empty roar, the villagers scattered to avoid the attack, and the situation changed in a few breaths to five temporary workers fighting against Ma Xianhong alone.

"All of you come at me together!" Ma Xianhong said, looking around at the crowd after dispersing the other villagers.

Faced with Village Chief Ma's "warm invitation," the five temporary workers present did not stand on ceremony and each used their own methods to rush towards Ma Xianhong.

Feng Baobao from North China, holding her Okamoto 0.01 dagger, was looking for an opportunity.

The black pipe from Central China and Xiao Zizai from East China applied pressure with a feint attack from the front, while Qiu'er from Southwest China provided flank support and Lao Meng from Northwest China provided edge support.

Despite it being their first time working together, everyone felt that the collaboration went smoothly, as if it were not their first time working together.

Despite being alone, Ma Xianhong, with the five's near-perfect coordinated attack, held his own against them, unleashing a barrage of magical artifacts...

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P.S.: Goodnight and sweet dreams, godfathers. Wishing you all the best. See you tomorrow for the update!

Chapter 180 Ma Xianhong: Impossible! Absolutely impossible! (First Update)

Besides the white puppet that can use sword energy, grappling, and earth-walking immortal techniques, and the Crying Roar that can emit shockwaves in mid-air, there is also the Devouring Beast that can absorb the opponent's Qi, which is also a headache.

Not to mention that Ma Xianhong also has many protective magical artifacts on his body that can withstand attacks.

These precious magical artifacts would be highly sought-after items in the world of supernatural beings, yet they all appeared in Ma Xianhong's possession, demonstrating just how powerful the Divine Refinement Technique, one of the Eight Extraordinary Skills for efficiently crafting magical artifacts, truly is.

"His magical artifacts are such a hassle..."

After several rounds of combat, all the temporary workers present were amazed by the endless stream of magical artifacts that Ma Xianhong possessed. This was not only because Ma Xianhong had a large number of magical artifacts, but also because these artifacts were exquisitely crafted.

...

At the same time, Ma Xianhong, who was surrounded by five temporary workers, was panting heavily when he gradually realized that something was wrong.

Ever since he fought these lunatics, he had felt an inexplicable sense of unease... The five men in front of him seemed to have victory in their grasp, and they fought with increasing ferocity, while he himself grew more and more uneasy after several rounds of combat.

Where does this unease come from?

Ma Xianhong glanced at the temporary workers in front of him and suddenly realized something.

That's the goal!

He had clashed with Chen Duo before and knew that Chen Duo's methods were indeed troublesome.

Although it's a tough situation, given the combat strength of these people, sending out two or three would be enough; this configuration is definitely not appropriate.

That's right...

Their initial goal was not to come to Biyou Village just because they discovered Chen Duo!

They were prepared! They came specifically for Biyou Village.

At this moment, honest man Lao Ma finally understood everything.

This group of people wasn't after Chen Duo at all; they were after Ma Xianhong and Biyou Village!

Seeing the change in Ma Xianhong's expression, Hei Guan was the first to notice and asked:

"What's wrong? Village Chief Ma, why do you look so upset?"

"You five, you came here for Biyou Village from the very beginning, didn't you?"

Faced with Ma Xianhong's questioning, Hei Guan no longer hid anything and silently made the shape of the number "seven" with his left hand.

"It's not five, Village Chief Ma, it's seven."

"Seven?" Upon hearing this number, Ma Xianhong frowned slightly.

"Yes, seven... Besides us, there's your god-uncle Zhang Chulan, and the guest you invited, Zhou Fengliu..."

"How about it, Village Chief Ma? Is this setup enough to deal with your Biyou Village?" Hei Guan asked Ma Xianhong.

You...you're despicable!

Old Ma, this honest man, was now filled with deep regret. Damn it, where are the good people in this world?

Zhang Chulan!

Zhou Fengliu!

They're all lying to him, this kind-hearted man who lost his memory but still treated him with complete sincerity!

"This is nothing; the most despicable things are yet to come."

The clarinet continued to irritate Ma Xianhong, and his tone changed as he continued:

"Village Chief Ma, there were originally seven of us, but now five of us are focusing all our efforts on you. Guess how many are left..."

“Brother Black Pipe, we can’t treat Village Chief Ma like a fool. Even a kid can figure this out.”

Before Ma Xianhong could answer, Qiu'er stepped forward and said that this was not right.

"Alright then, Village Chief Ma, guess what the remaining two are planning to do now?"

"..."

At this moment, Ma Xianhong had no time to pay attention to the two people's sarcastic remarks. The first thing that came to his mind was Zhang Chulan, who was waiting outside the cultivation furnace room.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! I've already warned him! Unless he's really asking for trouble, there's absolutely no way he would try to sabotage my furnace!"

“Unless…unless it is…” Ma Xianhong said, his expression becoming increasingly panicked.

Unless Zhou Fengliu and Zhang Chulan go together to mess with his furnace...

That shouldn't be the case.

Won't...

I let him eat, drink, and play for free for several days... Zhou Fengliu would never treat me like that!

Seeing that Ma Xianhong still didn't believe him, Qiu'er scratched his face and added seriously, "Village Chief Ma, didn't you say there were two people? Besides Zhang Chulan, isn't there Zhou Fengliu too?"

"Weren't you just asking me where Zhou Fengliu went? I'll tell you now, he went to the Body Cultivation Furnace to support Zhang Chulan."

Having received Qiu'er's definite confirmation, Ma Xianhong didn't hesitate for a moment and turned around to run quickly towards the cultivation furnace.

Wow, that's fast!

"Let's give chase!"

Ma Xianhong ran, and a group of temporary workers chased after him to try to buy time for Zhou Fengliu and Zhang Chulan.

Seeing that everyone had gone far away, the two people hiding in the shadows exchanged a glance and then followed. Unlike the temporary workers' motives towards Biyou Village, these two had a very simple purpose...

...

at the same time.

Zhang Chulan and Zhou Fengliu, who were on everyone's mind, were outside the cultivation furnace room.

At this moment, Zhang Chulan was lost in his memories.

He recalled asking Feng Baobao what the Old Farmer's Skill was after he came down from the Celestial Master's Mansion. At that time, Feng Baobao couldn't answer clearly either, and could only use a metaphor to explain that the Old Farmer's Skill was like raising a child by cultivating Qi in the Dantian...

When he heard about raising a baby in someone's belly, he exclaimed "Holy crap!" How could a man like him possibly raise a baby?

When he regained some of his senses, he realized that Feng Baobao's analogy was... incredibly apt.

He opened his eyes and found himself trapped in a huge quagmire, unable to move, only able to look around.

As far as the eye could see, he seemed to be inside a Qi infant, growing within the Qi infant's belly, and the Qi infant had a smile on its face, as if it had discovered something interesting.