Traveling through the heavens from swallowing

Chapter 82: Moving bricks at the construction site, daily wage of two thousand!
The lighthouse is only over a hundred meters high, and Liu Mang can jump up to it with one leap.

But he still doesn't know the depth of this world. What if he jumps up and encounters a being comparable to the Man of Steel? What if every person in this world is Clark Kent, then he will be in trouble.

He went up the stairs politely and said that he was accidentally robbed and asked for help, which was an explanation. But if he really broke in, it would be fine if he won, but it would be troublesome if he lost, and he might even have to use the virgin resurrection here.

Fortunately, the residents upstairs were very kind. When they heard that Liu Mang encountered Haidao with only a pair of underwear on his body, they immediately pulled him into the house and prepared a set of casual clothes for him.

The clothes were relatively loose, which was suitable for the muscular Liu Mang. The host made a cup of coffee and handed it to Liu Mang, then sat on the chair and asked for his information.

Thanks to the almighty system, thanks to this world, this kind-hearted person who looks like a foreigner actually speaks Chinese, and there is no barrier to communication. His Mandarin is extremely fluent. He is really a great help.

"Sir, you speak Hanxia language, so you must be a Hanxia person. Are you traveling to America? It is so unfortunate to encounter pirates, but you are lucky to jump into the sea and save your life. I really don't know what to say. By the way, my name is Carmel Freese, what's your name?" Carmel looked at Liu Mang with compassion, pitying his experience.

"Um, my name is Liu Mang. Thank you for your help, Mr. Kamal. I will definitely pay you back when I have money!" Liu Mang said with certainty. He is not the kind of person who would not repay a favor.

Kamal waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about it. It's just an old set of clothes. I won't wear them anyway. It's lucky for it to be able to help you."

"What are your plans for the future? Do you want to contact your family to pick you up? All your identification documents have been lost. It will undoubtedly be very difficult for you to survive in this society." Kamal reminded kindly.

Since Liu Mang didn't reply, it was obvious that he was not here for tourism. Perhaps, smuggling was not impossible, but Kamal didn't care. He felt that Liu Mang was not a bad person, so he decided to help him to the best of his ability. Everything after that depended on him.

"Well, I plan to find a job to make money first. When I make enough money, I will buy a plane ticket to reply to Xia. As for the issue of identity, I can only take it one step at a time." Liu Mang replied with a wry smile.

Kamal couldn't help with matters related to identity. He was just a lighthouse manager, at the bottom of society in America, and had no ability to solve such problems.

But maybe he could help with work issues.

"Mr. Liu Mang, if you don't have an identity, there won't be many jobs you can find, and you can't sign a contract. Whether you can get your salary depends entirely on your boss's mood. Let me put it this way, I have a classmate who works as a project manager on a construction site. If you are willing, I will entrust him to arrange a job for you. I dare not say how much the salary will be, but I will definitely not deduct a penny from you. With his face, no one dares to deduct your salary. I don't know what you mean," Kamal asked tentatively.

Liu Mang was overjoyed and grabbed Kamal's hand to thank him, "Thank you for your help. I can't repay you for your kindness. If you have any problems, just tell me. I don't have anything else, but I'm still pretty strong!"

Feeling Liu Mang's hands that seemed to be cast in steel, Kamal grinned and said, "Brother Liu is really strong. My hands are aching."

He's very strong and is great at moving bricks. He should have no problem supporting himself now.

The next day, Kamal took Liu Mang to a construction site in the city.

After a night of communication, Liu Mang knew that this was San Francisco, and the so-called America was the old America in his previous life! The current planet was basically the same as the Earth in his previous life, the only difference was the people.

It was just a coincidence that Kamal could speak Hanxia. Not many Americans knew this language. In order to facilitate communication, Liu Mang reluctantly exchanged an English proficiency point from the system store. It cost a full 100 points, but it was worth it. He was very proficient in listening, speaking, reading and writing. He could even translate Chinese quintessence into English, such as various grasses, horses and so on.

From a distance, a fat man in his thirties wearing a red safety helmet was seen walking towards him, waving at Kamal as he walked.

"Hey, Kamal, didn't I tell you to wait for me at home to pick you up, but you came here in person?" The fat man greeted Kamal but glanced at Liu Mang.

Kamal introduced, "Wohan, this is Liu Mang whom I told you about yesterday. He is stranded in San Francisco and is in need of accommodation and US dollars. Please arrange for him. Don't bully foreign friends."

Then he introduced Liu Mang: "Brother Liu, this is Aedo Wohan. You should work with him first. Once your identity problem is resolved, you can go home. It may be hard and tiring, but it is also a way to make a living."

Liu Mang hurriedly thanked him. He was not an ungrateful person. They just met by chance, and Kamal had already done his best to help him. What did it matter if he suffered a little bit of hardship or fatigue? Besides, it was impossible for him to be tired.

After a night of understanding, he has come to understand that this world is not a world where every person is a superman. The vast majority of people are ordinary people. There are also some well-known martial arts masters, but they are only capable of shattering rocks with their chests. He has never heard of anyone who can overturn rivers and seas.

This is basically an ordinary world. The only unusual thing is perhaps that the various unearthed relics of ancient civilizations make this world's technology slightly more advanced than the previous life. Perhaps, this is a science fiction world?

In short, with Liu Mang's 960 tons of strength, let alone doing the work of an ordinary worker, he can easily use it as a crane on the construction site!
Sure enough, although technology is slightly more advanced than in the previous life, building a house still requires people to move bricks. Liu Mang was new here and knew nothing, so Wo Han personally arranged him to the brick-moving team of the labor company and asked the team leader to take care of him and then left. Liu Mang thus began his first working journey in another world.

It's not that Liu Mang has to travel through time and space to move bricks, but he must not act rashly in a world where he doesn't know its own depth. Showing one's strength can indeed quickly gain status and money, but it is not worth mentioning compared to the possible risks, so Liu Mang decided to observe first.

Moving bricks is basically a purely physical job. Liu Mang is just a laborer and no one would let him do anything that requires technical skills, even if he knew how to do it.

But when it comes to making money, piece-rate brick-moving is more suitable for Liu Mang.

According to the price introduced by the team leader, one brick is one cent, and one hundred bricks are one dollar. An ordinary person can move about 1 to 1.5 bricks in ten hours a day. How many can Liu Mang move in a day?
It was already 2 o'clock in the morning when he started working. He worked for 12 hours in the morning until 6 o'clock when he had lunch. He worked for 18 hours in the afternoon until 6 o'clock when he got off work to have lunch and went back to the dormitory. He worked a total of 12 hours that day. Even though he had hidden too much of his strength, he still moved 1200 bricks and earned $ a day!

There are only 12 bricks. A standard red brick weighs about 2.63kg, so 12 bricks is just over 315 tons. If you really use all your strength, you can finish moving them in a few breaths!

Wohan was shocked when he learned about Liu Mang's performance. Kamal was so lucky that he met a master while saving someone.

Salaries were paid daily, and the boss didn't dare owe him any wages.

The next day, Liu Mang stepped up his efforts and directly moved 20 yuan. He maintained this figure for the next few days. In less than a week, he had 9200 US dollars!
Fellow workers in the same team were dissatisfied. If they allowed Liu Mang to continue like this, the boss would definitely cut the price, and then everyone would lose money.

The conflict that was expected did not happen. The workers were not fools. How could they beat a beast that moved 20 bricks a day? Naturally, they invited him to the rest area for tea and chat, and deliberately revealed their true feelings.

When Liu Mang heard that the boss might lower the price, he quit on the spot. He told his fellow workers that if the boss dared to lower the price, he would take the lead in teaching the boss a lesson!

Perhaps there was a traitor among the workers, and the boss received the news. He was afraid that Liu Mang would come after him, so he didn't lower the price. Just like that, a month later, Liu Mang lost his job.

Don't get me wrong, Liu Mang was not fired, but the construction site was shut down and there was no work to do.

It seems that the investment and construction party has problems and can't pay the project fee. Without money, the project can't go on.

Fortunately, the salary was paid by the labor service company, so the project could be stopped if it was suspended. Anyway, he earned more than 4 US dollars in a month, which was enough for him to go anywhere, and it was time to solve his identity problem.

I don’t know what happened in the past month, but many workers and managers took sick leave, saying that there was a flu outbreak. Liu Mang had to spend a lot of effort to find a way out of this.

Then when I got to the place, I found that he had also closed his business due to illness.

Shit! How can you be so weak? Did a little flu knock you down? Liu Mang took out his newly bought mobile phone and called the number on the wall. The voice of the person who answered the phone was indeed a little weak, but when he heard that it was a big deal worth 5000 US dollars, he immediately perked up and said that he would be there in half an hour, so please wait.

An hour later, Liu Mang was taken to an abandoned warehouse.

They were all wearing black suits and black sunglasses, with bulging waists, disdainful expressions on their faces, and standing in extremely wild postures.

The glasses owner who brought him here to make a fake ID nodded and bowed to a bald man and said, "Boss Keli, this guy wants to make a fake ID and he paid 5000 US dollars. He must be very rich!"

Liu Mang was silent, the case was solved, he was cheated, he was promised to make a fake certificate, but ended up tricking people into robbing him.

Bald Keli glanced at Liu Mang and said to the bespectacled boss, "It's none of your business. Your account has been settled. Let's go. We still have something to discuss with this young man."

The bespectacled boss left respectfully, leaving only Liu Mang and more than twenty big men in the warehouse.

The bald boss walked up to Liu Mang with a heartless step, pointed the gun at his head, and said mockingly: "Brother, you are from Hanxia, ​​you have a great figure. Ahem, getting an identity is just a small problem, we can definitely help you, but we need you to bring some things to New York for us first."

"Oh?" Liu Mang raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "What is it?"

The bald man laughed and took out a bag of white powder from his arms.

"Look, this is it! It's the latest type of flour imported from Mexico. But the authorities are concerned about something this new, so they have banned its circulation. But it's a pity that our fellow New Yorkers can't eat such delicious flour. We must find a way to let them enjoy this high-quality flour as well." The bald boss made a sympathetic expression, as if the people of New York were living in dire straits.

Liu Mang's eyes were slightly cold. He hated that kind of thing. If nothing unexpected happened, only one person could walk out of this warehouse alive today.

"How much of this do you have?" Liu Mang asked tentatively.

The bald boss laughed, patted Liu Mang on the shoulder and said, "Look at this warehouse, how much do you think it can hold?"

Looking at the huge warehouse of 100*30*9 meters in front of him, Liu Mang estimated and said, "Fifteen thousand tons?"

The bald man choked and then shouted, "How can there be so many? Fill it up!"

Without the intention of amusing Liu Mang, the bald man directly stated the quantity: "A warehouse like this can hold 8 tons, and I have 10 warehouses. Your task is to use your identity as a Hanxia person to trick the checkpoints and transport the goods into New York, and then hand them over to our people!"

Holy crap! I thought 15,000 tons was shocking, but it turned out to be 80,000 tons!
Liu Mang realized that something was wrong. This quantity could not be the "flour" he thought of. If it was, then Liu Mang could only say that this world was so terrifying.

Could it really be flour?
Liu Mang snatched the sample from the bald man's hand and observed it carefully, then took a little and put it in his mouth to taste it. Both mental perception and taste feedback told Liu Mang that this was undoubtedly real flour!

Damn it, are you sick? You’re trying to do this to me just to sell me flour?

Liu Mang was so angry that he shot all the big men in the warehouse. It turned out that except for the bald man, the guns of the others were fake.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Liu Mang sat in the position where the bald man had sat before, while the evil and crazy men knelt in front of him and waited for their punishment.

The bald boss Keli had a bruised face, but he still explained in a flattering manner: "Boss, calm down. We have no choice. There has been an outbreak of a strange infectious disease recently. Experts have not yet developed effective treatment and prevention methods for this new virus. There are many casualties so far.

However, some doctors have found that injecting glucose can very effectively relieve the symptoms of the disease, so they speculate that the human body lacks the energy to deal with the virus, and other means of replenishing energy should be effective.

But intravenous infusion can only be performed in a hospital, and ordinary people cannot do it themselves.

In response to this, a team in Mexico used ancient technology to develop super high-energy flour. You just need to put ordinary flour into a machine to get it. This flour has high energy and is digested quickly. Many patients in Mexico survived by eating it. I thought the American people also needed it, so I spent all my money to buy 8 tons. The situation in New York is the most serious. I want to save the citizens of New York!"

Huh? Not the flu? Never mind. Not important.

Liu Mang was surprised and asked, "This is a good thing, why doesn't the government allow it to circulate?"

Ke Li said with a wry smile, "It's because Mexico was bullied too badly by America before. The entire government is not sure whether Mexico will take the opportunity to tamper with the flour to retaliate. Even if there is no problem, ancient technology is difficult to understand, so it is normal that it can't be detected. Therefore, they certainly don't dare to put something in that is difficult to determine whether it will cause trouble."

So that's it, Liu Mang sighed, the Mo Kingdom is not having an easy time here either.

Too far from heaven, too close to the United States. Mexico was in such a state in the previous life. Drug lords were rampant throughout the country, and the regular army could not catch up with the powerful drug lords' forces. The people of the country were in a precarious state, and all of this was caused by the United States.

America in this world also seems to be in a mess.

Putting aside his feelings, Liu Mang continued to ask: "The government doesn't even dare to use it, so how can you be sure that there is no problem? How dare you sell it to citizens?"

The bald man was silent for a moment, and then said sadly: "My father died because he didn't have time to get medical treatment because of this disease. Before he died, he was shaking all over, foaming at the head, and blood was flowing from his eyes and ears. He died in great pain. If there is no other way, it would be fine. Now there is a feasible way. I think, at least it can be used for the sick. No matter what the consequences are, it is important to save his life first. Even if you can't save his life, at least he won't have to suffer so much!"

Did his father's death awaken his little conscience? Liu Mang looked at Keli's grief, and his spirit could sense his sadness. But why did they choose foreigners? At this time, is there any difference between locals and foreigners?
"Because they want to avoid responsibility!" Keli explained, "They know that this flour is indeed useful, but due to the possible consequences, they cannot agree to the circulation of this flour. However, if foreigners 'secretly' bring things in for distribution at this time, they are willing to turn a blind eye. Even if they find out that there are indeed consequences, they can shirk responsibility by saying that it was done secretly by other countries and it is a foreign conspiracy!"

"Then why me?"

"Ah?" Keli looked at Liu Mang strangely, then realized that he was asking why he was asked to do this.

"Yes, it's like this. I originally just wanted to find someone from Hanxia, ​​but you just happened to come to my doorstep, hehe." Keli said with an awkward smile.

So, the boss didn't bring him here because of Keli's order, but just found a relatively rich guy to give to the creditor to pay off the debt? You are going too far!
The matter was basically clear, but Liu Mang still had a question: "Why do we have to find the Hanxia people?"

Hearing this question, Keli looked at Liu Mang strangely again and replied affirmatively: "Of course it's because Hanxia is strong. As the world's number one power, even if America finds problems afterwards, it will not dare to argue with Hanxia, ​​and the people will basically not make trouble anymore, so this matter can be put to rest."

Huh? I am the best in the world?!
Liu Mang was ecstatic. Although it was not the original world, the fact that Han Xia was so powerful still made Liu Mang happy from the bottom of his heart.

No matter which world it is, no matter whether it is China or Hanxia, ​​roots are roots, identity is identity. He has no intention of belittling other countries, but he is happy and joyful that the Chinese nation can stand highest in another world!
This happiness was passed on to Keli and his younger brothers, who also laughed together, and the atmosphere suddenly became harmonious.

It seems that his life is saved? Keli and his brothers exchanged glances, and they all survived the disaster!
(End of this chapter)