The Final Step

Lou Feng turned a deaf ear.

After hearing barking for so long, he had gotten used to it.

Sometimes, after going without it for a couple of days and hearing it again, it even felt strangely familiar... Only after coming to his senses did he realize he was acting like he was fucking sick. He could not help but give himself a hard slap.

But halfway through raising his hand, he remembered that Ji Jue was right in front of him and froze stiffly in place.

When he looked up, he saw the shock in Ji Jue's eyes.

"Old Lou, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that his nuclear-powered donkey had bugged out, Ji Jue immediately grew nervous. "Are you feeling unwell somewhere? Do you need to see a doctor? I still have a Hope Hospital consultation card here. You're still young—you mustn't avoid treatment out of embarrassment. What if it delays the project..."

"Fuck me—"

Veins bulged on Lou Feng's face. His fists clenched, and he could no longer control his output.

The familiar Federation dialect and oral gymnastics came rushing at Ji Jue, immediately putting him at ease and making him feel wonderfully refreshed.

That was more like it.

If you didn't curse at me a little, I'd start worrying whether you were slacking off at work!

In any case, Factory Director Ji was broad-minded and did not care about such minor offenses. Once Lou Feng had finished cursing, he even patted him on the shoulder and praised him with feeling. "Little Cow and Horse suffers from many ailments. Thou must strive on."

Strive my ass!

Now, it was not just Lou Feng. Even the Little Cow and Horse beside them could not help blaring its steam whistle and honking its horn.

Amid the violent tremors, cracks appeared beneath