A barren mountain on the outskirts of Yorknew City.
It had been completely torn apart.
Luo Ye sat in an executive chair made of ancient lightning-struck wood.
He held a battered ledger, studying its contents.
Shizuku pushed a vacuum cleaner around, clearing away the scattered construction debris.
The construction site ahead was filthy.
More than a dozen workers in green security uniforms were working themselves to the bone.
Chrollo carried several tons of specialty steel on his shoulders.
He trudged through the muddy construction site.
His cheap synthetic uniform was soaked in sweat and mud.
The king who had once ruled the underworld.
He lowered his head to watch the gravel beside the path.
Hisoka used his pink Nen to stick heavy objects together.
The pervert was drenched in sweat, yet he kept smiling.
He treated bricklaying as a new form of performance art.
Machi was up in the air.
She bound the high scaffolding together with Nen threads, the craft she took the most pride in.
She used her precision stitching techniques to make safety ropes for working at height.
In the construction industry, this was an overwhelming technological advantage.
Lu Renbing concentrated all his Enhancement Nen in his arms.
He punched a massive stone pillar in the foundation.
Luo Ye brought over a megaphone to make an announcement.
"You new employees, pick up the pace."
A worker's drive came from hard work, not sitting around expecting a living to fall into their lap.
Lu Ren Ding's hand trembled slightly around his plastering trowel.
He fought the urge to splash mud in Luo Ye's face.
The sword-wielding Spider used his Samurai Sword to cut the rebar into short sections.
He had never suffered such hardship in his life.
Sparks flew as his blade struck the steel bars.
This was