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Chapter 141 My name is Don Quixote Cervantes

"Fuck! This is so damn unprofessional!" the Spaniard cursed, then ripped off his helmet and walked up to Li Xiao, slamming it onto his head without giving him a chance to refuse.

"You have to give it back to me after you're done. This is the only one I'll ever use. Your school has no bottom line. I suggest you file a serious complaint against them."

"He's not a bad person," Li Xiao thought to himself. On this construction site, a safety helmet is like a second life, and this Spaniard was actually willing to give his helmet to him.

The Spaniard's sallow eyes swept across the faces of those around him, then fixed on the student whose hand was being pulled by Li Xiao.

"And you, both of you come with me."

Li Xiao frowned and decisively interrupted, "No, I've already found a partner. She should be with me."

Li Xiao pointed at Neos.

"This is a construction site. What else do you need to do while we're working? Do you think this is a vacation?" The Spaniard ran his hand through his messy hair, looking impatient. This kid's got a problem.

This doesn't look like they're here to work. Shouldn't two men be more efficient?

"I'm sorry, I have to go with this classmate."

"Give me a reason," the Spaniard said, pulling out a crumpled cigarette, lighting it, and taking a drag.

Li Xiao twisted his neck, grinned, and didn't give a direct answer: "Because I can do a good job by myself, and having a beautiful woman by my side will motivate me to work even harder."

The Spaniard stroked his chin, thoughtfully sizing up Li Xiao.

Is he really that good at pretending? And this kid is a bit of a hothead, even while working on the construction site he's thinking about showing off in front of women.

The Spaniard thought to himself.

He glanced at Neos, whose face was slightly flushed, and then stubbed out his cigarette.

Okay, he admits, there's a reason this guy's act is so pretentious. Look at how aroused this girl is, he probably wouldn't call the police if he took a couple of bites right now.

"Shit! Why didn't I have this face when I was young?" The Spaniard took off his shoe, picked out a pebble, and said in an unfriendly tone, "You should show me some work, not just talk, kid."

"Can"

Li Xiao picked up the shovel and scraper from the ground, and with a ripping sound, he lifted a large clump of wet cement from the ground. As he flipped it over, he walked to a low red brick wall, and with a swipe, he spread it evenly on the surface, making it extremely smooth.

"It's similar to applying a coat of whitewash," Li Xiao thought to himself.

This operation immediately surprised the Spaniard. Overseas construction sites usually have strict requirements to make the cement smooth and flat without any flaws, which requires a lot of manpower. Usually, a steel ruler and a sander are used to carefully press it to ensure that it meets the standard.

Yet this student, whose hands were free of calluses, did it with ease.

"This kid's a natural for construction work," the Spaniard thought to himself, nodding slowly.

"Very good, young man. I approve of your skills. This girl can join us."

"Thank you, Li Xiao, Neos," he breathed a sigh of relief.

The two followed the Spaniard toward the construction site, which was surrounded by protective netting and steel frames that looked shaky and could collapse at any moment.

"Don't worry, it won't fall down, I guarantee it," the Spaniard said, patting a section of the already-built brick wall. "Your task today is to cover this entire section with cement."

Li Xiao glanced at it; its length was winding and twisting, almost reaching half a person's height, with no end in sight.

I don't understand the purpose of doing this. Shouldn't normal construction involve scraping and laying bricks at the same time? Why are they doing it like this?

"Shouldn't we pile them on top?" Li Xiao asked, somewhat puzzled.

"No need!" The Spaniard glared with his sallow eyes, clearly displeased. "Do as I say. Don't try to do extra work. Capitalists won't appreciate your efforts, and you'll just make us get off work even later."

Li Xiao frowned. Why was he acting like he was about to explode? He had only asked the question.

He'd only volunteer extra work if he was bored out of his mind; he's not a mule or a horse.

"If there's nothing else, let's get started. I'll check on you every now and then." The Spaniard secured the mesh on the shelf, then used a knife to cut open the bag of lime on the ground. "Stir it yourself later. I have to go now."

"Li Xiao, you can't get any sun here, but I can help you with the work," Onis said, grabbing a shovel and shoveling out the lime.

"No need, I can handle it. Go and rest over there." Li Xiao took Neos's tools. Neos pursed his lips, then grabbed a piece of cardboard and fanned himself behind Neos. "Wouldn't that cool you down?"

Seeing the lime dust flying in front of him, Li Xiao's lips twitched, but he couldn't refuse and could only nod.

"Whatever makes you happy."

With a ripping sound, Li Xiao ripped the bag open and then easily shook it, letting all the lime spill out without stirring up any dust.

Li Xiao rolled up his sleeves and poured lime, sand, and mixed them together. He added water with ease, then picked up a shovel and began quickly stirring the semi-finished concrete.

Soon, the concrete shaped like a small volcano on the ground was mixed into a puddle by Li Xiao, with just the right amount of moisture and consistency.

The Spaniard walked by just then; his collar was covered in cement spots, so he didn't look too relaxed either.

"Ha! You're really fast, kid." The Spaniard looked surprised; he had mixed the mortar in less than five minutes. "You can drop out of school and take over my business. As your teacher, I'll teach you everything you need to know on a construction site."

"Thank you so much," Li Xiao muttered to himself. "He must be crazy to go abroad just to do this kind of dirty work."

Li Xiao carried two buckets of concrete slurry and started working. Often, he could finish the job with just one shovelful without needing to use a scraper.

Li Xiao pushed the cart as he walked, his movements quick and elegant. Nios's beautiful eyes lit up; she had never expected that working could be so pleasing to the eye. She had truly broadened her horizons.

Time passed by, and despite Li Xiao's repeated insistence that no help was needed, Neos still followed behind Li Xiao carrying the iron bucket.

The two worked together seamlessly, like a married couple on a construction site.

Not only that, Neos kept taking out wet wipes and wiping Li Xiao's forehead. Although there was no sweat, subtle sparks always flew when they touched each other.

Either Li Xiao's elbow would bump into her chest, or Ounis's hand would accidentally slip onto Li Xiao's collarbone. Li Xiao didn't seem to care, but Ounis's earlobes would turn red. The morning passed quickly.

"Li Xiao, it's time for dinner."

Neos opened the heating pack, added water to the bottom of the polyethylene box, and then took out a packaged metal box from his backpack and put it into the groove.

Li Xiao patted the lime off his clothes and asked with interest.

"Is it steak today?"

"Yes, it's pan-fried ribeye steak and veal shank," Neos said, taking out a lunchbox and two sets of cutlery.

"Very good." Li Xiao walked to the water pipe, washed his hands, and made a gesture to drink, but Neos suddenly rushed over.

"You can't drink it, there are too many impurities in the water. Drink my water instead."

After speaking, Neos took out a water bottle with a straw and held it to Li Xiao's lips with a burning gaze.

Li Xiao raised his eyebrows, decisively took a sip, and the straw still carried the fragrance of the girl's lips.

Neos's eyes crinkled; she had thought Li Xiao would refuse.

Li Xiao sighed inwardly. He felt he was changing. Ever since his wild night with Corinna, he had even come to accept such behavior quite naturally. [Having consumed Homer's she-wolf cooked Fumboir Mountain beef ribs, Strength attribute points +3]

Current Strength: 30

A gentle, delicate warmth flowed through his body, and his muscle fibers, which were originally as firm as steel wires, grew even longer. Li Xiao's body bulged almost imperceptibly, and his muscles became thicker and more powerful.

Li Xiao exhaled a breath of stale air. Eating a meal could even give him strength. Not bad. The two of them enjoyed a wonderful lunch, and Neos took the initiative to clean up the trash.

Li Xiao continued working, and time passed by unnoticed. Li Xiao glanced at his watch and saw that it was already 4 p.m., time for school to end.

Li Xiao decisively dropped his tools. It was time to get back to work, and besides, he had already scraped at least two hundred meters of cement, which was more than enough.

The Spaniard suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He looked at Li Xiao's project with admiration and genuine praise.

"You did a fantastic job, lad," the Spaniard said, examining the cement surface with a magnifying glass. "Your workmanship is absolutely amazing!"

Even a seasoned veteran like him, who had been working on construction sites for many years, could tell that this craftsmanship completely surpassed his own; there was no roughness at all, and the surface was extremely smooth.

"The craftsmanship of the Grey Dwarves? Are you kidding me?" Li Xiao thought to himself.

He casually echoed, "It was just something I did without thinking."

"Ha! Your skills have already surpassed many of the veteran employees in the company," the Spanish old man snorted irritably, then, as if remembering something, he became calm and composed.

"What's your name, young man?"

"Shouldn't you tell me your name first?" Li Xiao glanced at the lean middle-aged man in front of him, who looked like an old corporate slave who had been struggling at the bottom for many years.

Just then, Neos suddenly clutched his stomach and gasped for breath.

"What happened?" Li Xiao rushed over and helped him up.

Neos whimpered coyly, "I think I've started my period."

Li Xiao's lips twitched. He had thought Neos had a problem with his divine body, but it turned out to be this.

"Excuse me, where is the restroom?"

"Hmph, consider yourself lucky. Construction sites usually just dump things anywhere, but last week a manager stepped in poop and they built one overnight. Just go out and keep walking to the left and you'll find it."

The Spaniard calmly snorted.

"Excuse me, Li Xiao, I need to go to the restroom. Could you please wait here for me for a moment?" With that, Neos disappeared like a gust of wind.

"Let's continue our previous topic. Since you asked, I'll answer you first. My name is Don Quixote Cervantes." He stamped the dust off his feet, his expression turning solemn.

Don Quixote?

Even if Li Xiao were illiterate, he had heard of this novel. It tells the story of a strange knight who attempts to challenge windmills, and who seems to be the last knight.

"Looks like you've heard of that name before." Don Quixote laughed. "You guessed right, I am the guy with the same name as the character in that novel."

"I see, that name is indeed very famous." Li Xiao nodded.

"Seeing you reminds me of my good-for-nothing son," Don Quixote said, pulling a crumpled cigarette from his pocket and lighting it. "He's the same age as you, but he's a real scoundrel. A woman swindled all my retirement money from him. Luckily, he's willing to listen to me and sell snacks on the street."

Good heavens, this is truly a filial son who drains his father dry for the sake of a woman.

"Actually, setting up a stall is not bad," Li Xiao could only try to comfort her. "If the ingredients are fresh, the taste is good, and you choose the right time, it's easy to make money."

"If he could honestly make money, that would be best," Don Quixote said, two thin wisps of smoke curling from his nostrils. He then opened his mouth, picked out a piece of meat from between his teeth, and spat it out. "He likes gambling and drugs. In short, my son is a complete scoundrel. If he were as honest and upright as you, I would gladly sell one of my testicles to find him a wife."

Li Xiao was also speechless for a moment. Everyone had their own difficulties, and he didn't know what to say.

"You still haven't told me your name, boy," Don Quixote snorted.

Just as Li Xiao was about to speak, the scaffolding above him suddenly creaked.

As Li Xiao had guessed, this thing still had a problem.

boom!

The latch instantly flew off! Then, like dominoes, a series of loud explosions followed, and the shelf above exploded into a cloud of dust!

It crashed down on the two of them with the force of Mount Tai pressing down.

"Get out of my way!" Don Quixote roared, then, as if making a decision, he stretched out his two thin, chapped arms and raised them above his head: "Get out of my way! This is not something you should be dealing with!"

Don Quixote took a deep breath. The child was the same age as his son, and he couldn't bear to see a young life end before his eyes. Oh well, he was just a worthless man anyway, it didn't matter.

Li Xiao naturally didn't want to see Don Quixote get smashed to death in front of him.

Moreover, having just gained 3 points of strength, he was preparing to test his limits.

Just then, the voice of the memory system rang in my mind.

[Child of Krypton, you have encountered the legendary knight Don Quixote Cervantes. To vanquish the dragon, he ventures alone to the Grey Dwarves' military base to gather intelligence. As a being of golden greatness, he seems prepared to face the collapsing base alone.]

[Mission: Good deeds are rewarded; save Don Quixote Cervantes]

[Rewards: Log Shield +1, Knight's Longsword +1 (These items will never wear out when combined. Perhaps these two pieces of equipment are looking for their owner. Successfully gifting them will grant you the Light Knight skill scroll to Holy Slash!), Kryptonite Premium Fabric +2]

The Supreme Slash? A game popped into Li Xiao's mind, but he quickly shook it off and charged toward Don Quixote's back.

Just as the massive, dark scaffolding grew larger in his eyes, Don Quixote suddenly heard the creaking and deforming sound of metal, and the oppressive aura above his head abruptly stopped.

Looking back, one could see Li Xiao raising his arms high, managing to hold up the steel frame with its terrifying weight. It was clear that Li Xiao was putting some effort into it.

"I forgot to tell you, Mr. Cervantes," Li Xiao grinned, "My name is Karl El!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Xiao's eyes flashed with a light even more intense than the sun.

Don Quixote's eyes were bigger than billiard balls, and the intense heat scorched the oily skin on his face, but he felt nothing.

What did he see? The young man's eyes were glowing red!

That kid! He's not human!

The thermal imaging camera precisely scanned the scaffolding framed by the center, and molten iron dripped down with a hissing sound.

Soon the overhead frame was cut out to create a space large enough for a person to fit through, boom!

The massive scaffolding slammed into the ground, sending dust flying everywhere.

"This is for you, great knight." Li Xiao placed the wooden shield and longsword at Don Quixote's feet, then slowly walked away. "I have great respect for Don Quixote!"

Don Quixote swallowed hard. Karl Al!

Why does that sound so familiar?

He mechanically took out his phone and typed the name into the website address.

The search results, however, returned photos of Superman.

Kal Elkul, the god among men, also known as the Son of God, is the most powerful superhero in DC Comics. His arms are strong enough to support an entire continent, and his heat vision can evaporate the ocean.

Superman?

Don Quixote stared blankly at the knight's sword and the log shield in his hands.

On the bus, Li Xiao casually gazed out the window, but his mind was filled with the scene that had happened with Don Quixote.

To be honest, he didn't regret revealing his abilities. Just the fact that he was willing to give his life for a complete stranger like himself.

Li Xiao believed in his character.

Neos stared blankly at Li Xiao's exquisite profile, and suddenly the image of the pile of scorching iron slag on the ground and the vast scaffolding flashed through his mind.

What exactly did Li Xiao experience while she was away? He could tell that the group of iron frames had been baked alive by the high temperature, and there was no cutting equipment inside.

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