Fifteenth day after Wu Quan and others completed the [Nightmare Curse] task.
At the edge of the main building of the Toy Factory, in a spacious workshop nearly three stories high, rows of tal shelves are neatly arranged.
On the shelves are white rectangular shallow baskets made of ultra-high molecular weight polyethylene, also known as special plastic, containing human-shaped agricultural film cultivation bags.
Dense dark red mycelium, like pasture, gushes out through pre-punched holes in the human-shaped cultivation bags, growing vigorously and luxuriantly.
Each cultivation bag is also inserted with ten cables and hoses, each with different functions. The tal cables are neatly tied with zip ties next to the tal shelves, arranged like a thirty-year-old electrician’s layout, running downward via wiring fras, connected to the data processing box belonging to each shelf.
anwhile, the plastic hoses run upward, connected to large oval-shaped infusion bottles.
Parallel slide rails are arranged on the factory’s ceiling, and nurous industrial robotic arms traverse between the shelves along the rails, either lightly flipping the cultivation bags, adjusting the infusion frequency in real-ti based on uploaded blood pressure, heart rate, blood oxygen data;
or using wheeled harvesters with brushes to shave the surface of the human-shaped cultivation bags, cleanly and efficiently harvesting mature mycelium that hasn’t had ti to spawn Evil Spirit;
or pulling out all cables and hoses, then hooking the corners of the shallow baskets to transport the cultivation bags, which have completed two to three cycles of mycelium growth and lost their usefulness, to the incinerator, where they are burned to ash in Fierce Fire;
Most of the equipnt in the entire factory cos from automated unmanned farm greenhouses purchased from real-world online shopping platforms, supplented with life support devices and other bits and pieces bought from Pinduoduo.
"There’s a feeling of harvest joy."
In the office high up in the workshop, Li Cheng stands at the window overlooking the orderly unmanned factory, sipping his coffee.
The office door is knocked, and a Cylinder Machine Servant slides into the room, holding a tablet computer, "Honorable owner... Factory Master, here is the statistical report from the automated farm. Please review it."
His fingers gliding across the tablet screen, under the Multi-threaded Brain Domain thod, his eyes rapidly scan line by line.
"Got it. Well done, you may leave,"
Li Cheng pauses, his gaze sweeping across the badge on the Cylinder Machine Servant’s chest, sowhat awkwardly reading out the servant’s na, "Feng nglong."
Indeed, as the Toy Factory continues to expand, a few days ago, Li Cheng finally allowed the chanical Servants to na themselves instead of being called by numbers.
This news brought tears of joy and gratitude to all the servants, followed by a brief but enthusiastic discussion (which included so friendly brawls using flexible chanical arms).
The Square Robot Servants quickly submitted their nas, such as Lee Soon-shin, An Chunggun, Jin Jiu, Li Mingyun...
Among them, the na Lee Soon-shin was the most contested, and later, when human nas ran out, so Square Robot Servants resorted to choosing rather quirky nas.
Like Quan Xiaojiang, Lu Baima, Che Zhiche, Jin Zaigui...
Making Li Cheng exclaim 666, are they aiming for the peach or planning to defect?
As for the Cylinder Machine Servants, their situation was even more extre; the nas they submitted were things like Roml, Heinrich, Heisenberg.
Faced with Li Cheng’s questioning, they insisted that Heinrich did not refer to the WWII German General Heinrich but to Georg Heinrich, a 19th-century German composer,
and Heisenberg was not the WWII German nuclear research leader Werner Heisenberg, but from Breaking Bad, Heisenberg.
Such a deceptive plan was naturally not allowed by Li Cheng. What a joke, allowing the servants to call themselves Roml or Manstein today, and tomorrow the Toy Factory’s bar and charging station would have a servant raising arms, demanding to sew military uniforms.
Under Li Cheng’s orders, the Cylinder Machine Servants had to settle for using the German aristocratic surna prefix "Feng" for their nas,
like Feng nglong, Feng Guozhang, Feng Yuxiang, Feng Gong, even one nad Feng Timo,
The reasoning was quite absurd, historically France could only be saved by foreigners, short people, or won, but Feng Timo’s "Feng" is an aristocratic surna, potentially able to lead Europe better than European Commission President Von der Leyen...
’Fortunately, the main function of the servants currently is to operate the factory, not to personally join the battle, otherwise launching an army full of Quan Xiaojiang and Feng Gong would be too abstract.’
Li Cheng watched the chanical Servant exit the room, scratched his head, and checked the player forum on his phone.
It’s been half a month since he listed the [Hobo Survival Kit] obtained from the last task box on the forum, specifying the requirent of bartering.
The good news is, as a multi-functional Epic Quality item, the Hobo kit has garnered quite a few direct ssages asking for prices.
Excluding those requesting sponsorship, questioning, or haggling down to 10 Ga Coin,
there were still legitimate guild representatives wanting to barter with Li Cheng.
However, as Epic Quality items are too valuable, dium to large guilds prioritize allotting them to core mbers, and the idle items available often have glaring advantages and disadvantages. Among them, several mysterious little items astound Li Cheng.
For example, [Phonosemantic Character Fruit] — A cherry-shaped fruit that, when consud, can materialize spoken sounds into high-speed flying heavy bricks,
A loud shout can suppress opponents with the seven-word incantation "Hajimi North South Green Bean."
The cost is a lack of control, snoring while sleeping, or burping during als could easily crush oneself.
[Confucian Robe] — A complete set of Confucius portrait accessories including a blue scarf, blue-collar wide-sleeved robe, and white middle garnt, worn to grant Extraordinary Power based on one’s cultural literacy. It sowhat resembles the Power System of Fuding Hualong’s painting cultivation, using poetry and song to kill enemies.
The downside is a permanent shift in character and personality toward a Confucian scholar; if one’s personal qualities and cultivation are not strong enough, there’s a risk of becoming a corrupt scholar obsessed with rituals, such as insisting "Fish heads must face " or "Won should not eat at the table,"
Or a power-seeking lee Confucian scholar believing "Confucius’ Confucius is actually Khorne’s Khorne" or "Blood sacrifices to the learning god, and skull donations to the skull throne."
[Dawn Star Cooling Slot] — A permanent chip inserted into the spine that decreases Cooling Ti based on the remaining slots in the Skill Bar.
In other words, the fewer Skills equipped, the faster the Cooling Ti.
If only one Skill is equipped, it could even forcibly reduce the Cooling Ti from 1 hour to 5 seconds, starting a brainless repetition,
Lion Slash following Lion Slash following Lion Slash following Lion Slash, with a combo to relentlessly suppress and finish off the opponent.
These items are quite useful, but Li Cheng wants offensive Weapons or Epic items that can enhance the Forbidden Army War Car, yet has not reached an agreent with representatives of major guilds.
’Speaking of which, should I get Gray Rain a VR version of a learning device... I’ve heard it can significantly improve learning efficiency...’
Li Cheng absent-mindedly thought to himself and casually glanced back, seeing Gray Rain holding a machete and writing middle school howork with the other hand, slashing back and forth on a whetstone, muttering "improve by one point, kill a thousand people."
...You’re not physically killing a thousand people, are you?!
Li Cheng’s eye twitched, just as he was about to say sothing, an alert sounded in his ear from the system.
[Task trigger conditions have been t]
[Task Type: Script Task (Team Cooperation)]
[Task Na: Living Brain Cells]
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