Zongman: Simultaneously travel through time and start a one-person chat group

However, the old Taoist priest quickly put aside this thought and suddenly asked, "Speaking of which, how about notifying the girl in Old Lu's family so that the two of them can go for a walk together?"

"Hey, how could Tianshi have such an idea? Who am I? She is a young lady from a prestigious university. She should study hard and get a degree instead of hanging out with me, a flexible worker."

"Haha, you really understand the current rules."

Zhang Zhiwei never understood how Qiao Qiao could have reached such a state of cultivation, and it was definitely impossible for him to live in the mundane world like Zhang Chulan.

The excuse turned out to be impeccable. Zhang Zhiwei only recently realized that the term "flexible employment" is not a good term.

And this is indeed the case in the eyes of outsiders in ordinary society.

At a young age, both parents died, he dropped out of school, had no job, etc.

It is too scary to think that such a young man is still so heartless and has no thoughts.

Zhang Zhiwei suddenly remembered that he was sent down the mountain by his master Zhang Jingchu to make a living without relying on extraordinary means, so he worked as a businessman for a while.

Now it seems that perhaps the master at that time had this mentality, to make them fit in with the masses, so that they would not become too self-righteous due to their own achievements, become too far away from the masses and fall into the evil path.

It’s better to be a little restrained——

Now, Zhang Zhiwei also has this thought. He, Zhang Zhiwei, has a master, a senior brother, a junior brother, and a master's school to care about...

Although Qiao Qiao was not his disciple, Zhang Zhiwei really felt that such a person should not be allowed to be carefree and unrestrained, as that would not be a good thing in today's era.

Even if the other party is a person who is about to become an immortal,

However, Zhang Zhiwei felt that Qiao Qiao was too young in appearance.

Master, parents, children, partner, or more mundane things like money, power, and purpose, one or two of them must serve as a bond.

Thinking of this, a thought that Zhang Zhiwei had just suppressed resurfaced.

"My friend, I think you had the same thought as me just now." Zhang Zhiwei suddenly stopped and said.

"Of course, I've always been curious."

Qiao Qiao smiled slightly and said, "In this case, please teach me, old master, and ask for a stop."

"That's a good point."

The old and the young reached a consensus.

211. Yi Ren Qiao Qiao: Infinite City Sweatshop, working overtime for the Wang family tonight

The weather forecast had predicted a sunny day.

But out of nowhere a dark cloud came and covered the whole city, and there were constant thunder and lightning.

Not long after the lightning snake spread in the dark clouds, a series of loud noises occurred.

Later, someone discovered that Longhu Mountain was on fire.

The fact that thunder caused the Longhu Mountain fire spread quickly, and afterwards there was a huge dull sound and an earthquake with a strong tremor that was clearly felt.

The earthquake caused chaos in the surrounding cities.

The frequent occurrence of earthquakes forced citizens to find open places to stay.

Fortunately, the earthquake was not widespread and seemed to be confined to the vicinity of Mount Longhu. Unfortunately, many beautiful peaks collapsed again and again due to the earthquake.

By the time it was over, it was already the next day.

However, everyone also anticipated that the aftereffects of this disaster on Longhu Mountain would be extremely serious, even causing heavy losses.

Because they saw with their own eyes the collapse of the mountain and the sinking of the earth, they thought that it was a dragon turning over, and the feng shui of Longhu Mountain was completely destroyed.

However, once you go inside, you'll find that there are countless new cliffs in the back mountain of Longhu Mountain, covered with flowers, plants and precious trees, many of which draw water to form waterfalls.

Many of the landscape trees have a considerable sense of art and humanity, as if they were man-made. However, who would think that the century-old trees were man-made to be so magnificent? Of course not, when everyone can only sigh at the uncanny workmanship of nature.

Qiao Qiao picked up a leather bag and walked down Longhu Mountain.

Qiao Qiao went down the mountain.

……

In the Infinite City.

The originally deserted Infinite City was now filled with the smell of human habitation, with people busy screwing in a long assembly line.

If Qiao Qiao hadn't said it, probably no one would have recognized that the guys wearing Volkswagen's uniform blue uniform, wearing hats and masks, holding screwdrivers, and looking dusty and dirty were the notorious Quan Xing.

Since the day Qiao Qiao shaved Quan Xing's head in the small warehouse, Qiao Qiao moved him into the endless infinite city to carry out labor reform as a screwdriver, and converted him into a ghost driver.

"Don't think it's wrong to screw in screws just because you're an Inhuman. Before you become an Inhuman, you must first realize that you are a human. You are no different from ordinary people. Don't think you're superior just because you know something that others don't."

Qiao Qiao said to this group of strange people.

When Qiao Qiao was there, the Quanxing employees naturally didn't say anything. But after Qiao Qiao left Infinite City, some people threw away the wrench in their hands.

"Damn it, I am the fourth madman! Why should I, a beautiful lady, wear this uniform of blue to screw here?"

Xia He yelled, and Gao Ning and Dou Mei, who were also in the same group as her, advised her, "Calm down, Xia He. If he hears you, your life will be in danger."

"Headshot? If I shout here, will that thing hear me?"

As soon as Xia He finished speaking, he saw one of his accomplices standing up not far away.

"Ahhhh, I can't help it! I am Li Caofei, the Iron Head Kung Fu master. I have been practicing martial arts for thirty years. I joined Quanxing just for freedom! I can do whatever I want, not to screw this iron screw. I wonder how he knows..."

The big man roared, tore off his blue uniform, and slapped the table in front of him, breaking it.

Then, everyone saw that the head of this extremely excited and destructive alien suddenly split open and exploded like a watermelon.

There was silence for a moment, and then the guy who had some ulterior motives immediately went back to screw in the screws.

Xia He silently picked up the hat he had dropped and sat back in his original position, and began to screw in the part that was suspected to be the prosthetic hand.

With the help of the screwdriver in my hand, I can clearly feel my Qi being called upon. This is not a screwdriver at all, it is clearly a magic weapon.

"Hey, what do you think that person is planning to do by arranging us to work on these assembly lines and charging Qi into these mechanical props?"

Dou Mei said calmly, "You should ask Uncle Wan and Han Dan, who are from the weapon-making background. Look, they are very fast at screwing in screws!"

Xia He looked over and saw Wan Tao, who had obviously become younger, fully demonstrating the strength he had when he came down from the mountain village to work in the factory. He finished one piece with a quick turn of the screwdriver and handed it to the next person.

"Uncle Wan, you're hitting us so fast, you want to kill us!"

"Ah? This is our normal efficiency. In fact, what we are doing now is the same as refining equipment. We usually do this, so it's so fast. Look at the fool next to him, he is going to kill me." Wan Tao pointed at his apprentice, the most outstanding work of his life, and the fool was hitting it frantically with a hammer.

This simple and straightforward fool seemed to operate the precision machinery tirelessly, injecting his Qi continuously.

With such a focused attitude, it is no wonder that Wan Tao was able to create so many high-quality magic weapons after having this silly apprentice.

"Uncle Wan, what do you think? Are these things we are making magic weapons?"

"That kid... sir," Wan Tao quickly changed his words to avoid being remembered. He said, "Actually, the old man has been knocking for so long that he has some clues. This thing should be able to work without being a magic weapon, and the sir is trying to add Qi to it to make it work. Don't ask too much, this is not something we can ask. Although it is unpleasant to be used as a tool, it is a good life that I was not hacked to death. Moreover, he gave that blood. Look, I have become so many years younger in an instant."

“Is it okay even if my body and mind are monitored and controlled?”

"Why should an old man like me worry about surveillance?"

Xia He couldn't help but complain when she heard this: "Look at me, how dangerous it is. If that person didn't have that kind of desire, I would be lying there waiting for him to give the order."

"Why not do what you can do by opening your legs? Can't you see that he is the next generation of Zhang Zhiwei? He is even more accomplished than him. He can be young and immortal just by giving blood. This is enough to control a large group of people. In ancient times, he would be the emperor."

Wan Tao said this with a lot of emotion.

As a result, Xia He said "Pooh" to Lao Buxiu and said, "What happened between you and Lu Jin..."

"Oh, we'll have to figure it out later. This time, that master has given us some of the Divine Machine Refinement. My Nine Dragons can be restored after being crushed, and even have the opportunity to go further. By then, Lu Jin and I..."

"Have you forgotten that according to our investigation from Tu Junfang, the relationship between Lu Jin's granddaughter and that person is very deep~"

Xia He's words made Wan Tao's face fall instantly. This bad woman was quite satisfied after completing the critical hit.

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"Forget it, just work hard, we can't get out anyway."

"Why can't we get out? Recently, we have been doing the work of one person each. Let Shen Chong lead the investigation, and maybe we can find a way out."

"Haha? Want to get out?" Wan Tao couldn't help laughing and said, "Although I haven't seen such a method before, this is obviously a space opened up by itself, like a paradise for immortals. It's not like you haven't tried to find the border of this world before, and you still don't give up."

"Not necessarily. Didn't Tao Yuanming also leave the Peach Blossom Spring?"

When Xia He shouted like this, she suddenly heard the voice of the black-hearted boss of the sweatshop in Infinite City.

"All the workers in Quanxing, please work overtime for the Wang family tonight. I will arrange other tasks for you."

……

Today, the weather is clear, but in the evening, the whole sky is covered with red clouds. In the eyes of the sorcerer, this is a sign that it will rain heavily in the next few days.

The land of Wangjia Village was just covered by this red glow.

A huge enclosure was built with the Wang Family Ancestral Hall as the core, which is the extremely famous Wangjia Village in the city.

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Although it is called a village, it doesn’t look like a village at all.

The tall buildings are all unique and luxurious. More importantly, the surrounding area of ​​this land has been hyped up for a long time, becoming the most expensive land in the surrounding cities, and the people living there are all descendants of the Wang family.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this can be said to be a modern version of landlords enclosing land.

And the most eye-catching and largest hotel on this ancestral temple land is destined to be brightly lit tonight.

why?

Because today is also a good day for the Wang family, one of the four great families of the Eastern Kingdom.

That was the birthday of Mr. Wang Ai, the pillar of the Wang family.

The waiters greeted the guests with smiles as bright as flowers.

The children of the Wang family, as the superiors, were directing the work of their subordinates in a scene of bustling activity.

The main hall is magnificent and luxurious.

Wang Ai, dressed as a birthday boy, sat on the main seat in the center, holding a dragon-headed crutch in his hand and accepting congratulations from the guests.

The secular people include local celebrities, dignitaries, top wealthy people or stars.

The alien world also brought representatives of various people and even came in person.

Everyone present was dressed in fine clothes and congratulated the ten elders who represented the East Country.

"Congratulations, Mr. Wang!"

Many people came to celebrate with glasses in hand.

Wang Ai glanced at him expressionlessly, tapped the dragon-headed crutch in his hand, and asked the Wang family members beside him to entertain him.

The various expensive gifts that were sent were piled up haphazardly.

Outside, firecrackers blasted and fireworks went off.

In the distance, across a window, a column of drones formed the words "Master Wang, may you be blessed as vast as the East Sea and live as long as the Southern Mountains", but it did not bring much excitement to Wang Ai at the moment.

No matter whether it was old style or new style, Wang Ai remained indifferent with a cold face.

Only he knew what was happening to him at this moment. His heart was beating strongly, but it was not because he was pleasantly surprised by the lavish birthday celebration, but because he seemed to have encountered something extremely disturbing.

My body, mind, and hands were all cold. It was as if something bad was about to happen, and a huge dark cloud was hanging over Wangjia Village.

212. Yi Ren Qiao Qiao: Mr. Wang, I am here to give you a clock.

"Wang'er, how many of us have come this time?" Wang Ai suddenly asked his son.

"They're all here, all of us, the direct and collateral branches of the Wang family, both domestic and foreign, all came back when they heard that it was your birthday."

"Is that so? That's good, that's good... No, it's not right..." As for what was wrong, Wang Ai couldn't explain the feeling of incongruity for a moment.

Amidst the shouts of "Happy Birthday, Mr. Wang", a huge cake about three meters high and with twelve layers was pushed out.

The old man doesn't like cakes and can't eat desserts, but he likes Western things.

Seeing his favorite great-grandson Wang Bing cutting the cake with a knife, Wang Ai smiled for the first time in a long time and said, "Bing'er has made rapid progress recently. He is a contemporary genius."

However, at this moment, a discordant voice suddenly sounded.

"Mr. Wang, I'm sorry I'm late. It's all because the dumpling shop owner outside was slow in serving the food. I came here to give you a gift as soon as I was full."