Boss Lady, Your Guts Are as Chubby as Your Butt

Although the entire ruin was a complete mess, Cyrene, the strongest among them, immediately noticed something unusual.

She flashed into the rubble, the icy mist in her hand slowly condensing into a giant hand that lifted the figure and held him firmly in midair. Then she killed him with a single blow.

Remiel quickly flew over with Su Mu.

Looking at the man with a face full of knife scars and dressed in black stealth gear, Su Mu let out a breath.

He clearly remembered that this man had looked exactly like him just now.

He immediately reached out and began searching the man's body.

That strike had killed the man instantly, leaving him almost no chance to catch his breath.

When a Titled Douluo struck, blood would be spilled.

After searching for a moment, Su Mu quickly found a round, bulging Soul Tool at the man's waist.

It was precisely the one Princess Vina had been wearing earlier.

Su Mu stuffed the Soul Tool into his pocket, looked around, and asked Cyrene.

"Where's that powerful old man from before? How is he?"

"You didn't kill him outright, did you?"

As Su Mu spoke, Cyrene waved her hand.

"He was rather weak. He didn't even last through three Soul Rings before being frozen into a statue."

"But don't worry. This kind of ice element will melt on its own before long."

"Besides, someone at the Titled Douluo realm won't suffocate inside a block of ice."

"In that case, let's withdraw first!"

"As agreed, we'll head to the Old City to order a custom food cart."

Su Mu made his decision.

Although he had not yet checked how many Gold Soul Coins were inside the Soul Tool, he had originally been broke and had now suddenly come into a windfall.

If he used it openly, it would definitely arouse suspicion. He planned to let the money gradually flow into his normal business naturally.

Su Mu then returned Elysia and Remiel to the space.

Cyrene carried him into the sky, and before long, they landed in a forest at the edge of the Outer City.

The moment Su Mu landed, he stretched lazily.

Throughout the journey, Cyrene had kept him protected with a Soul Power barrier, and it had been quite warm.

Together with Cyrene's faint, delicate fragrance, he had nearly fallen asleep.

Fortunately, Cyrene was fast, and they had reached the Outer City in just a few minutes.

After landing, Su Mu noticed that Cyrene still had a full two hours of use remaining. It would have been too wasteful to simply send her back.

He walked side by side with Cyrene along the stone paths of the Outer City.

Moments like this, alone with her outside of work, were rare. He watched as Cyrene looked around with an expression full of curiosity.

"Don't worry. Once I have enough Gold Soul Coins, I'll let you all out every day."

"Twenty-four hours a day. You won't have to stay in that suffocating space anymore."

Su Mu said, and Cyrene nodded as well.

Although she felt there was not much difference here, since both were merely small worlds.

Still, Su Mu having that intention already made her feel it was precious.

After all, what decent boss would give his employees paid leave?

Before long, Su Mu arrived outside the Modification Factory.

It was morning, which should have been the Modification Factory's busiest time, yet there was not a single person around.

"Where are the workers?"

"They're far too lazy today. They didn't even come out to bask in the sun—they just went home to sleep."

Su Mu looked at the empty Modification Factory and casually picked up a length of rebar, weighing it in his hand.

Seeing no one around, he sat down in a reclining chair by the entrance.

He was in no hurry to work, open up, or set up his stall today. Once Cyrene's time was up, she returned to the space.

It was not until the blazing noon sun gradually began to slant that Su Mu saw Saifeier and the others approaching the Modification Factory, hauling a large cart full of things.

Old James had a pipe clenched between his teeth, and his beret was tilted crookedly on his head.

Fine sweat had soaked through the white shirt around his collar as he sat in the driver's seat, turning the steering wheel.

Saifeier sat on the roof of the vehicle with one leg crossed over the other, watching over the whole load.

The vehicle drove forward and finally came to a steady stop beside Su Mu's food cart.

Seeing an extra person in front of her shop, Saifeier immediately jumped down from the vehicle and greeted Su Mu.

"Hello, little boss!"

"What is it? Did you settle your business?"

"I thought you were going to open a shop in the Inner City."

"What are you here for this time? More modifications to your little food cart?"

"If you ask me, you should make it bigger this time. You'll be able to sell more things and carry more goods."

Su Mu got up, stretched lazily, and said.

"I have to say, boss, you people really have some nerve."

"You leave no one behind at the shop, yet you dare go out collecting scrap?"

"Ah, what's the big deal? It's all worthless scrap metal. No one wants it."

"And even if someone does, if they dare steal our things, I'll break their legs!"

Saifeier clenched her fist as she spoke, then swept her gaze across the surrounding shops.

Everyone lowered their heads and said nothing, and only then did Su Mu understand.

It was not that the Outer City had good security or good neighborly relations. The owner of this Modification Factory was simply a tough thorn in everyone's side. Anyone who provoked her would be in for trouble.

"This time, I want to build another food cart from scratch."

"The counter needs to be bigger so I can fry more things. I can get rid of the skewer grill altogether."

"Or just leave me twenty centimeters of space to grill a few meat skewers."

"Also, can you give me another ten or so sets of those unwanted plastic tables and chairs?"

As Su Mu spoke, he pointed at the plastic materials that had been left under the sun for a long time.

The tables, chairs, and stools from last time had been made from this plastic. They were cheap; one Copper Soul Coin could buy a set with two seats.

Seeing a major customer at her door, Saifeier naturally had no reason to turn him away.

She immediately gathered the Modification Factory brothers and had them move all the sheet metal from the large vehicle to the other side.

Old James then took out paper and a pen and began sketching on his notebook.

An upgraded mobile food cart gradually appeared on his blueprint.

Su Mu looked it over and nodded. He was very satisfied with the design.

"Then let's get started!"

Old James took a deep drag from his pipe, and the hammer in his hand swung with tremendous force.

Rivets were driven into the body one after another, while molten iron refined at high temperatures rapidly turned into smooth sheets of metal in Old James's hands.

"The main load-bearing framework uses replacement parts that are as good as new, and the transmission components have been preserved well too."

"Once we wrap it in these outer metal sheets, the electric tricycle modification will be complete."

As a result, the work progressed extremely quickly. Making the tables, chairs, and stools was actually slower.

Still, before long, the plastic stools were finished as well and left to dry nearby.

Seeing that all the goods were ready, Su Mu sat on his newly made little food cart and looked at the vehicle parked by the entrance, its color already a somewhat dark gray.

Su Mu could not bear it. After all, it had accompanied him for a day or two. Abandoning it just like that now made him a little reluctant.