"What the hell is it this time?"
Fang Zaowu looked around, fury rising in his eyes.
These past days, he had been studying automobile engines, so busy he wished he could grow four hands. He did not even dare waste the time spent riding the spirit vessel.
He had originally planned to take advantage of transporting Junior Brother Xiao's waterproof materials to squeeze in some time studying the design blueprints.
Yet here he was, being disturbed again.
The noise had thrown Fang Zaowu's train of thought into chaos. Coldness overflowed from his eyes, as though blades might sprout from them!
"Which bastard is making all that noise?!"
The laborers aboard the spirit vessel did not dare answer. They could only awkwardly point into the air.
Before Fang Zaowu could look up, a thunderous shout echoed through the sky.
"Impudent! How dare you disrespect me!"
Frowning as he raised his gaze, he saw an old man and a young man standing still in midair.
The older one looked to be around fifty, with streaks of white visible at his temples.
The younger one looked barely over twenty, with the face of a pretty boy.
Not only did the two resemble each other somewhat, they even had the same damned pretentious manner, posing like masters and ordering him about from above his head.
He had finally found a thread of inspiration, only for it to be interrupted by two freaks.
Fang Zaowu was so furious that he burst into curses, instantly mastering the C programming language without a teacher!
"Where did these two idiots come from? Got nothing better to do after stuffing yourselves, so you're copying others and playing bandits? Get lost, get lost, get lost! Damn it, if you want to play house, go play somewhere else!"
Too lazy to