I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 68 Dual Identity (33)

Although he really wanted to go to Tianyuan Agricultural Machinery Factory to tighten screws, Zhong Zheng was unable to make the trip.

As an assistant in the Ministry of Culture, he had too much work to do and couldn't leave until it was all finished.

In order to set off immediately, he disassembled his left hand, right hand, left foot, right foot, and head, and put a Holy Spirit into each of them, so that he could do seven jobs by himself.

Witnessing this madness, the Holy Spirits who were pulled out trembled, feeling that the bell was even more insane than they had imagined.

As expected of an old ghost cultivator who has lived for over a hundred years, he is truly remarkable in his ability to act inhumanly.

If you're this ruthless to yourself, you can't be any less ruthless to others.

Therefore, the Holy Spirit, who had been drawn out, became much more obedient, which accelerated Zhong Zheng's progress.

Prior to this, he had carefully prepared promotional text for "My Factory" so that the cultivators of Tianyuan could know the excellence of this dream.

An epic masterpiece, an unshakeable legend!

[A moving historical epic spanning fifty-two years of factory development.]

[A masterpiece of using small details to reveal larger truths, a poem capable of overturning one's worldview! Furthermore, its excellent character portrayals will provide you with an extraordinary emotional experience.]

After reading the promotional text written by Zhong Zheng, he felt that his left hand was a bit overdone.

In response, Zhong Zheng said, "You've never been to a factory, what do you know? Just do your job and come with me to the factory."

After spending three days finishing his work, Zhong Zheng finally cheered and then jumped out of the office building, hailed a taxi, and headed towards Tianyuan Agricultural Machinery Factory.

Looking at the scattered parts of Zhong Zheng's body and the other party's head placed on the passenger seat, the taxi driver hesitated for a moment, then finally managed to say, "I charge per person here."

“I only have one head,” Zhong Zheng replied.

"Judging from your posture, you'll have to count on your fingers."

"Why didn't you include Jill in the count! You little brat isn't a head!"

"You can calculate it if you want."

Zhong Zheng glared fiercely at the driver, then grabbed his head with his right hand and tidied himself up, barely managing to piece himself back together.

Releasing the Holy Spirits consumes magical power. They will automatically return when the time is up, but if they return early, the magical power cannot be returned.

To conserve magical power, Zhong Zheng generally doesn't put the Holy Spirit back unless he's really angry, as he might need it sometime.

Therefore, he can only endure the presence of the six Holy Spirits in his body, feeling that the car is empty but his body is full.

"Left hand, control your instincts, don't scratch your own butt."

"Right hand, I understand how you feel when you're carsick, but please don't force your stomach to vomit; it won't produce anything."

"Left foot, can you stop complaining about your right foot? Because it smells bad? You have smelly feet yourself, how dare you criticize others?"

While coordinating the relationships between his various departments, humming a little tune, Zhong Zheng drove towards Tianyuan Agricultural Machinery Factory under the astonished gaze of the driver.

After getting off the bus, he was about to ask the driver to wait for him for a while when he saw the driver leave without looking back, not even asking for the return fare.

"Drivers these days are so rude," Zhong Zheng sighed helplessly.

"Could it be because you're a dead man?" his left hand replied. "Or rather, a ghost?"

"What's wrong, you rascal?"

"If you see a dead ghost in the middle of nowhere, are you going to run or not? If you don't let him run, do you expect him to stay and dig your grave, and then you offer yourself to him as a ghost knight?"

Zhong Zheng felt that what his left hand said made sense, but that didn't stop him from letting his right hand bite it. After straightening his clothes, Zhong Zheng tried to look more formal, and then walked towards the gate of Tianyuan Agricultural Machinery Factory.

Before he even got close, he noticed a large crowd gathered at the entrance.

These people stared longingly at the gate, and every now and then someone would stand at the entrance to take a photo. Occasionally, someone would go to the gatekeeper to ask something, and then walk back dejectedly.

Looking at the dense crowd, Zhong Zheng asked in confusion, "What are they doing? Are they trying to get into the factory to tighten screws?"

Left Hand scoffed disdainfully: "You think everyone's as crazy as you, getting all worked up over a dream world? You're probably just here to cause trouble because the factory can't afford to pay wages."

"That's a public incident, we have to deal with it. But I still feel like they came to the factory to tighten screws."

"Stop judging this world with your damned brain, okay? If they're just here to fix screws, I'll clean up their mess!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than someone stood up and shouted, "Is the factory manager here or not? Can you give me some information? I've been waiting for three hours. Can you at least let me into the factory to tighten the screws?"

"If all else fails, let me see Senior Gong Jin. I've been craving his crisp slaps for a long time."

"Just let me clock in, I'll be right out."

Upon seeing these people, Zhong Zheng confirmed their identities.

Fans of "My Factory"!
One of our own!
The prototype of this dream is particularly attractive to fans who want to visit and take photos. Moreover, the factory in "My Factory" is exquisitely modeled, and the various puppets are lifelike. The proportions inside are all restored one-to-one, which is full of craftsmanship.

It's no surprise that such a dream can satisfy factory enthusiasts, puppet enthusiasts, and factory girl enthusiasts.

I never expected so many enthusiasts to come in just three days. I underestimated the power of "My Factory".

As expected of me, I saw the potential of Morning Light at a glance!
Nodding in satisfaction, Zhong Zheng picked up a piece of scrap paper, looked at his left hand, and asked, "Should I wipe it directly or follow the procedure?"

The left hand didn't reply, it just kept pretending to be dead.

With a "tsk" sound, Zhong was about to push through the crowd and go inside.

However, there were too many people at the entrance, so he could only throw his head over first, then his left and right arms, and the rest could slowly squeeze through.

After his head hit the ground, he saw that the doorway wasn't the guardhouse, but the idiot's room.

After staring at the entrance for a while, Zhong Zheng asked the people inside, puzzled, "When did you set up this department? Is it easy to find qualified people?"

The two men inside recovered from their shock and said seriously, "Because we wanted to. We were blind to their abilities and offended the factory director and deputy director. In addition, we bullied the workers, withheld their wages, and sold inferior goods. This is our punishment."

"Oh, I'm glad you're happy. By the way, is your factory manager here? I'd like to pay him a visit. Here's my business card. Right hand, what are you standing there for? Business card!"

After taking the business card from Zhong Zheng, the two men leaned over to look at it, and their faces immediately turned ashen.

The first identity is alright; he's just an assistant in the Cultural Department of the Tianyuan Cultivator Committee.

But his second identity is not so simple.

Zhong Zheng, Supervisor of the Changshengzhou Supervisory Bureau stationed in Tianyuan City.

Just as the two were trembling, Zhong Zheng's body came over.

After managing to assemble his parts, he smiled and said to the two trembling men, "Now, can you take me to see the factory manager?"

　Thank you Li Qi for the 100-point reward.

　　We've adjusted the release time; from now on, all three updates will be at 8 AM, with a one-minute interval, so everyone can enjoy them all at once.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)