Mr. Yi's Invitation

An extra update is served; today's three chapters total 7,500 words. We are currently ranked third. The content ahead will only get more exciting, so I continue to ask for your strong support to charge into second place!

Additionally, thanks to book friends "Lengye1986" for the tip and "Wo Shi Yalan" for the urging. However, I definitely cannot reach 12,000 words, as I must maintain a stable daily update schedule, so I can only offer my apologies!

Having harvested the Disguise Mask (Passerby), a jubilant Gao Xu walked out of the utility room and headed toward the tavern in the Common District.

The so-called Common District was actually a term defined by the reincarnators themselves. Distinct from the trading zones, intelligence agencies, and utility rooms that possessed unique spatial functions, the Common District referred to places like taverns, shops, sports fields, and amusement parks.

In reality, apart from the taverns, few reincarnators ever entered the other areas; they were more like decorative displays. Since one could purchase any food or tool directly through their emblem, what reincarnator would run so far just to pretend to shop?

Thus, these buildings became places for reincarnators to reminisce about the peaceful and happy days they once had on Earth. Although some high-difficulty reincarnators always felt there was something fishy about them, they could never find any clues and eventually gave up in frustration.

Gao Xu strolled along the streets of the Common District, gazing at the spotless ground and breathing in the moist, crisp air. A strange sense of serenity began to sprout in his heart.

It seems I have already adapted to everything here... Looking back now, if I were to be reborn on Earth and return to the life of an ordinary person, that would be an even crueler fate... Gao Xu shook his head with a bitter smile, unsure whether to feel happy or sad.

The tavern was reached quickly. While still hundreds of meters away, a deafening, chaotic roar drifted into Gao Xu's ears.

Perhaps due to the tavern's unique nature—or more strictly speaking, the fact that alcohol allowed reincarnators to temporarily forget their troubles and live in a drunken stupor—the foot traffic in the tavern was no less than that of the trading zones during normal hours.

Groups of people gathered together to chat, brag, and bluff, ignoring each other's status and disregarding the disparity in their strength. This was perhaps one of the few joys available to reincarnators; after all, while the formal entertainment centers had everything, the astronomical point costs were something a first-difficulty reincarnator could not afford.

Given this, the tavern had naturally become the largest hub for intelligence. Every hour, all sorts of miscellaneous news would spread from within. As for how much was true and how much was false, that depended on one's own level of discernment!

Because of the announcement regarding the slaying of the zone boss, there were at least a thousand reincarnators in the tavern at this moment. Fortunately, the buildings in this space occupied an extremely large area, otherwise, they could never have held so many people.

Gao Xu knew this grand spectacle would last for at least several more days. Since the announcement was broadcast to the entire region, even those reincarnators who had not yet returned from their plot worlds would receive a spatial email in their private residences explaining the change in the zone boss. Therefore, after this batch of people dispersed, there would be others who had just returned to take their place.

Gao Xu found a random seat, sat down, and began to eavesdrop on the conversations of others. Gradually, his brows furrowed, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

It turned out that Mr. Yi and his team had delivered a speech in the tavern a quarter of an hour ago, calling for everyone to join the Worker Alliance and committing to improving the benefits and treatment of workers. However, the effect was not as good as expected; only a dozen or so people expressed a willingness to join on the spot, while the rest remained silent.

Once Mr. Yi and his party left, the crowd began to discuss it. Some were hesitant, some were disdainful, and others were disparaging. Some even used the topic of the Worker Alliance to intentionally promote themselves, sow discord, and distort the facts, stopping at nothing to stir up trouble.

"Pah, what Worker Alliance? I only do odd jobs because of a temporary predicament, a stopgap measure. Do you really think I want to spend my whole life doing such a faceless job?"

"Exactly. The people around that old man must be from his own team. They didn't even appear in the announcement; he just did that to highlight his own fame! Hmph, a captain of a formal team insisting on creating some Worker Alliance—he definitely has ulterior motives!"

"Need you ask? By recruiting us poor, struggling workers together, he'll form a monopoly and exploit us from both ends. Not only will the bosses who hire workers be at his mercy, but we'll also be subjected to double exploitation. Just thinking about those massive profits is staggering!"

"Brother, you've really opened my eyes! You're talented, so talented! May I ask for your ID number? How about we become friends?"

"Easy, easy! I have friends all over the world, and I'd go through fire and water for them. No question about it!"

Similar conversations erupted in every corner. Gao Xu looked at those faces—some acting clever, others feigning disdain—and sighed inwardly: Sigh, a scattered pile of sand. No wonder we get slaughtered by those birds from the Europe-America Region in the regional battlefields...

The Worker Alliance established by Mr. Yi had long since stated that it was a loose organization and did not restrict workers from taking jobs under their own names. Yet, there were still people claiming he was seeking personal gain and creating a monopoly...

However, several of the clauses in the Alliance were clearly aimed at those unscrupulous bosses who treated workers as less than human and subjected them to harsh exploitation. Thus, the moment the Worker Alliance appeared, the ones who panicked the most were those bosses who had been profiting from the workers.

In the first difficulty, these so-called "bosses" were actually just powerful and wealthy reincarnators. Some of them had even worked as laborers themselves, but after they made it big, they inflicted the hardships they had once suffered upon others with even greater intensity, gradually forming a vicious cycle.

Mr. Yi formed the Worker Alliance to change this chaotic status quo. Improving benefits and treatment was by no means an empty slogan, but a practical action.

In truth, for Mr. Yi himself, the Worker Alliance could not provide any significant assistance. After all, the team he had assembled was already at the top level for this difficulty and had no need for the help of some self-righteous laborers.

But if one looked at the entire region, the establishment of the Worker Alliance was a great blessing for the currently weak East Asia Region.

Mr. Yi's far-sighted vision and his courage to lead by example filled Gao Xu, who was also a member of the East Asia Region, with respect. That was why he had provided guidance on how to fight the Red Ghost King in Heishui Town, and why he had hinted at the potential appearance of Abbot Zhixiu of the Jade Buddha Temple before they parted—the final straw that broke the camel's back.

With the help of these two factors, Mr. Yi and his party were able to slay the Red Ghost King by the skin of their teeth. Unfortunately, after the regional announcement, while he gained fame, it also stirred up a sense of rejection among ordinary reincarnators. With the influence of certain reincarnators harboring ulterior motives, the path ahead for the Worker Alliance remained rugged and full of obstacles.

Possessing the experiences of his past life, Gao Xu had originally been full of anticipation for the early establishment of the Worker Alliance. He had not expected such a situation. Feeling somewhat downcast, he drank a few cups of wine alone before leaving the tavern.

Who would have thought that just as Gao Xu stepped into the teleportation point, preparing to return to his private residence, he would receive another call request from Mr. Yi.

Mr. Yi's voice remained resonant, without a hint of discouragement or retreat. His opening sentence, however, left Gao Xu stunned: "Little brother, are you interested in going to the Handsome Siblings world to meet Wei Wuya?"