The Fourth Calamity: My Players Reforge Order
Chapter 1117

Wolf culture means the boss leads the grind

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[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] quickly assigned tasks to the remaining Soul Returner as well:

Since we're already here, let's not just sit around—everyone tethered the Hoofed Beast to the Antasia to provide it with extra power, then boarded the Antasia to get to work.

As for why there wasn't time for Gray and Nora to feel guilty, the reason is quite simple—

Aren't you two going to do any work?

What? The mobile fortress is yours?

What happened?

Even small businesses need to have employees working!

You're saying 500 people is considered a small business?

Then let me ask you: Are these five hundred people yours now? Do you still want to be Grand Foundry Master?

What will your employees think if your boss doesn't work hard?

If you yourself have no future, won't everyone who follows you be led astray?

If you want people to willingly follow you, you have to lead by example.

The [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] combo from another world, a "wolf culture" technique, left Gray and Nora momentarily bewildered. The two even forgot who wanted to Grand Foundry Master.

How could their enthusiasm be so high?

Is this really reasonable?

The Soul Returner didn't know if this made sense, but soon someone raised a new question:

What to do after climbing the fortress?

The [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] is certainly not meant for everyone to enjoy.

With the blueprints provided by Gray and Nora, players can produce parts at lightning speed.

Two hours after boarding the mobile fortress, the compartment, originally designed to carry fifty Blood Corpse, was crammed with one hundred Soul Returner were pedaling, bringing the Antasia's power to an unprecedented level.

One hundred people were used in the engine room, so the remaining four hundred people naturally couldn't be idle either.

[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] quickly drew up blueprints for an indoor bicycle and connected the gear structure to the Antasia's power unit, allowing the remaining four hundred players to provide a continuous power source for the fortress simply by pedaling.

Of course, Gray and Nora, as the owners of the fortress, ultimately could not escape either.

So on the second night after the trip, everyone was assigned a job, truly achieving the goal of everyone having something to do.

At this point, the Antasia no longer had a separate engine room; in other words, every inch of space on the Antasia was occupied by the engine room.

The appalling state of this place is so dire that even those Stained Ones by the High-Quality Charcoal Processing Plant would be amazed to see it and realize that the High-Quality Charcoal Processing Plant are truly paradise.

The Antasia's upper, middle, and lower decks, plus the top platform, had now been fitted with four hundred indoor bicycles embedded in the ground, transforming the entire fortress into a giant mobile gym.

Objectively speaking, the Antasia had never had such abundant power before, but it was precisely because of this that Gray worried that the fortress he inherited from his master might fall apart completely over a gentle slope.

However, the deep-seated exhaustion quickly dispelled those pointless thoughts; it was the first time Gray realized how tiring cycling could be.

Looking around, all the other Soul Returner were maintaining a high-intensity pedaling pace, and it seemed that only he and Nora were feeling tired.

What Gray didn't know was that players had already found ways to kill time in the game shortly after the server opened.

With their Root Network, they browse posts, send private messages, or check the encyclopedia and cloud-based story text.

In short, everyone had other things to do while pedaling, so a somewhat eerie atmosphere permeated the entire fortress.

Everyone was working like crazy, but no one spoke, not even a whisper!

Even the Blood Corpse let out low growls and howls when they step on the pedals. What's going on with these Soul Returner...?

Feeling a chill run down their spines Gray and Nora could only continue pedaling diligently. Fortunately, the Soul Returner soon realized that the two of them were, in the traditional sense, mortal beings.

Nora, in particular, has neither undergone mechanical modification nor been implanted with Symbiotic Tree; she is one of the few remaining relatively pure human beings in this world.

So after being exhausted to the point of collapse for the first time, she was quickly assigned the task of a lookout.

As for Gray, Ed's modifications made him in much better physical condition than he had estimated. Once he got the hang of it, he pedaled with ease and even started a secret competition with several other riders around him.

After all the turmoil, the Antasia finally became what no one had ever dared to imagine before.

With its super-powerful engine that's practically bursting at the seams, the miniature mobile fortress embarks on a rampage through the Wilderness of Chaos.

"Wuhu~ Creators, listen up!"

The four claw-like arms formed from twisted vines grabbed a Tasteless Fruit and tossed it up like a juggler.

The smooth wooden board, engraved with intricate Psionic Energy Circuit, flickered, and then the Tasteless Fruit vanished abruptly, reappearing a moment later on another vine tentacle on the other side.

"How was it? How was it!"

The excited shouts of the King of Fall Resistance, I Guess echoed incessantly, making the five stunned Soul Returner in front of them look like clay or wooden sculptures...

Another day has passed, and [ Ginseng Rooster ]'s plan continues to proceed as scheduled.

During the day, the group once again gave a sermon about Gray in the central square of the Great Labyrinth City.

Although the audience was puzzled as to why candidate Gray Gris had not yet appeared, the content of his presentation was genuinely interesting.

With other candidates, they could only hear about that candidate.

But with Gray, they could hear all the intelligence related to the candidates—

Mr. Rein is planning to open a shop selling modular Psionic Energy Circuit. If he is elected, will the shop have to close down to avoid suspicion of conflict of interest?

Captain Suolaer has so far refused to elaborate on the cause of death of the first mate on the expedition, and the other crew members have also remained silent. Is there something hidden behind this?

If General Aoziben is elected, will his background keep him away from the front lines? If so, who will replace him? If not, how will his safety be guaranteed?

For an entire day, the Soul Returner diligently implemented [ Ginseng Rooster's ] "praise one and step on two" strategy, attempting to sow doubts about Rein, Suolaer, and Aoziben in the hearts of the common people of the Great Labyrinth City.

The promotional effect of giving away "eggs" with the installation of the Machine Spirit is spreading like a virus.

So, although the group didn't say it aloud, they all felt that they had done a lot.

However, the moment they returned to their cabin after finishing their work, they saw the Machine Spirit repeatedly activating the teleportation array to perform a high-tech juggling act.

Is this really reasonable?

After a moment of stunned silence, [ the Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ] asked with a mixture of surprise and delight:

"You really learned it?!"

"Yes."

The Short-Eared Elf Nuowa answered her:

"As I said yesterday, the Machine Spirit Machine Spirit, at least its learning ability far surpasses that of ordinary humans."

"From a talent perspective, it belongs to the type with relatively weak reasoning ability, but few can rival its comprehension and practical skills."

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