In just four or five days, Lou Feng had painfully discovered a brutal reality and truth—that the reason why laborers are called beasts of burden is because their days are truly inhuman!
Sitting in an air-conditioned office, sipping coffee, people naturally can't see the blood and tears of life on the assembly line.
Under the horrific work intensity comparable to sweatshops, everyone in the Recovery Departnt was working shifts around the clock to et quotas and schedules.
It never stopped.
Even so, the constantly incoming pollutants awaiting processing would gradually pile up into a mountain; a slight oversight would only add to the mountain's height.
Spiritual pollution was a daily continuous issue. Even with maximum protection, it was still easy to suffer severe consequences from the slightest carelessness.
The just-dismantled recyclable components, rely rinsed briefly, were loaded onto vehicles and sent back into production to et demands.
With the increasingly severe leakage pollution in Spring City, isolation facilities initially designed to last five to ten years were nearing scrap after just two or three. And the filters for storing the pollution had lifespans only countable in weeks. After repeated uses, their effectiveness greatly diminished, and their service life further reduced.
If it weren't for the sudden ergence of the miraculous Ji Jue at this ti, everyone might have worked themselves to death and dropped dead at their stations.
And what was even sadder… Lou Feng discovered that without serving as Ji Jue's assistant, his own processing speed wasn't much faster than anyone else's.
A child of wealth never sits in the draft, there's no need to risk life and limb as desperately as others.
He had a good father, a good mother, and a good teacher; all because of the halo of the Lou Family over his head. But, he seed to be nothing after leaving the Lou Family.
The teacher said that when he stopped caring about these things, he could have so hope.
But how can one abandon everything they've grown accustod to and cared for upon waking every day? When all honors and achievents co from this, how can soone cast them off easily?
There were several tis when Lou Feng wanted to speak but stopped himself. In the end, he said nothing.
He really didn't want to express his doubts and confusion to that dog of a man, Ji Jue. All he did was grit his teeth and follow Ji Jue's pace, gasping for air and chasing after him.
It wasn't until he snapped back to his senses that he noticed Ji Jue's movents had suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?"
Lou Feng, holding a tool in his hand, looked up in confusion.
"Tired, let's rest for a bit."
Ji Jue yawned and asked, "Will you do the rest? How about I assist you?"
"?"
Lou Feng frowned.
"What's wrong?" Ji Jue smirked mockingly with a sneering smile, "Afraid you can't compare? Forget it then."
"Damn you…"
Lou Feng was furious, but when he snapped back to reality, he realized he'd already blurted out half a curse—this was only a few days in, and not only was there no progress, but he was about to lose all his composure and quality.
Thinking this, he couldn't help feeling a wave of sorrow wash over him.
Yet beneath the sorrowful rage, he instinctively lifted his head and snatched the tool from Ji Jue's hand, "Move aside!"
Another rust-covered sealing device was hoisted in.
But Lou Feng just slapped it effortlessly, and the flow of spiritual substance spread out, enveloping the bulky device. And then, countless rust spots spontaneously fell off and sorted themselves out. Then, an invisible force within the spiritually shaped matter materialized, and with a speed no less than Ji Jue's, he began to dismantle it.
In the midst of it all, Lou Feng still didn't look back, but glanced at Ji Jue and snorted coldly.
Can you see this?!
Seen it, seen it.
Ji Jue clapped his hands helplessly: Aweso, badass!
But Lou Feng was unimpressed, giving one more snort before ignoring him completely.
Ji Jue shook his head.
How does this "noble young master" persona have a tsundere streak?
Thinking this, he suddenly slapped the back of his head, a sense of alarm: Oh no, been single too long, why do I think Mr. Lou looks so handso now?
Just an average person, but let's be honest, not as good as Xiao An!
But speaking of Xiao An, how is he doing now? He's not still busy, is he? The Security Bureau's like a sweatshop, Wen Jie's had it rough too…
"Isolate."
Lou Feng spoke up, but Ji Jue didn't respond, which instantly angered him. He turned and raised his voice: "Isolate!"
"Alright alright, isolating."
Ji Jue slapped a machine next to him, and a force field erged, providing a core seal for the device to prevent pollution leaks. The chanical Descent didn't need to adjust complex settings in this situation; it highlighted simplicity and convenience.
Seeing Ji Jue flaunting his skills again, Lou Feng couldn't help but snort coldly once more.
The Shangong Matrix was activated again, speeding up the process.
Today, I refuse to be outdone!
Ji Jue, totally confused, just couldn't comprehend why Mr. Lou's snorts seed to boost his montum?
It's like a tractor...
For the rest of the ti, he simply moved aside with a cup of tea, taking a well-deserved break, and occasionally cheering on Mr. Lou to boost his morale.
While he was at it, he counted the fruits of the past days' intense work.
Stuffed.
Nearly indigestible.
Never had it so good.
Even when dealing with scrap at the Tide Sound Workshop, it hadn't been this easy.
Just like the old saying goes, "Only those who wrong you know how much you suffer." Sotis, those who hit you know how much it hurts...
Throughout the years, Professor Ye, from within academia to outside, had cut a swath through his opponents with unparalleled fury, and his signature Dissociation Technique played a crucial role. After seeing others cry out in agony, one naturally would avoid falling into a similar situation with such a technique.
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