Chapter 828 The Life of a Dreamer (Happy New Year)

Li Qi found a place, which should be a corner of a food factory, and then blended into nature, hiding behind it, and then stared at the other party.

Then, he began his own observation.

After all, he has reached the fourth rank. For Li Qi now, decades are just a blink of an eye, even for Li Shiwei. These decades are nothing.

Li Qi is reluctant to go to Li Shiwei now, because he knows that if he goes to Li Shiwei now, there will probably be no good results. Li Shiwei will not be willing to say more to him.

Must deepen understanding.

Understand... the magic way.

Alas.

When thinking of this, Li Qi couldn't help sighing.

For his daughter, he really has to study the magic way. Now such observation is also to understand how the magic way guides the operation of this world.

But when he wants to study the magic way, he can't help worrying.

Will he go further and further on the magic way?

Sometimes, some knowledge, just "understanding" will affect your various decisions, and you will sink into the other party's scheme unconsciously.

However, Li Qi is confident in himself.

If there is something in the magic way that can pull him into the magic way irresistibly in an instant after he understands it, it can only mean that Li Qi is naturally compatible with the magic way. If he doesn't become a demon today, he will become one in the future.

So, he began to observe carefully.

The name of the eighth-rank he chose was very strange. It was difficult to pronounce the name of people outside the domain, and it was not very convenient to call him. Li Qi decided to give him a code name.

Let's call him No. 1, which is simple and convenient.

This eighth-rank code-named "No. 1" pledged his entire world in exchange for a cave that can carry all his clansmen.

Then, he took all his clansmen to "ascend".

On the first day here, he carried the cave and began his own journey.

He had to find a place to live. He could live in his own cave, but that would leave the cave unattended and put it outside, which was basically equivalent to giving it to others.

Therefore, at least one person had to be left outside to protect the cave and all the property.

But he found that after searching for a long time, he found that the cheapest dormitory, which was the big bunk bed that Li Qigang had just arrived at, also needed "one penny".

And this "one penny" price made him stunned.

It had been said before that the "world tree fruit" from outside the domain was sold in fruit shops here, and it only took half a month's income to buy it.

The world tree fruit is very cheap, and the corresponding...

For these worlds, it is the most precious thing for them, but it can only be exchanged for so little money.

This made No. 1 decisively give up accommodation, and he decided to go to work first. Since the money here is so valuable, as an eighth-grade cultivator, what if he works for half a month without sleep?

He made up his mind and did it.

However, after finding a job, he realized... that kind of dormitory existed for a reason.

Yes, everyone is a cultivator, why does there exist such a thing as a "dormitory"?

Because he found that... he couldn't live without sleep.

After coming to this place, he seemed to be particularly tired.

After working in the magic weapon factory for a few days, he almost fainted on the assembly line. Then his coworkers found that he was dying and asked him if he hadn't slept and if he was a newcomer.

He answered yes.

So I learned that in this place, you must sleep.

Although I don't know the reason, but here, your spirit is particularly easy to be tired, and you can't recover without sleep.

Li Qi certainly knows why.

It has been said before...

The magic way feeds on the heart.

When they stepped into this "dream city", the erosion had already begun.

And sleeping is the simplest and most common way of resistance.

If you don't sleep, then the ability of the eighth grade can't resist for long.

But if you sleep, then there will be people everywhere who will stare at his property and even his life. In the past few days, he has been stolen dozens of times and robbed several times during the day, and he didn't get caught because of his vigilance.

And sleeping in the dormitory is "absolutely safe". The dormitory guarantees that you will never be killed, stolen or robbed during your sleep.

So, he sold one of his savings, a spare magic weapon, and sold it for ten coins, which can live for ten days.

He endured not sleeping and went there once every three days, so he could live there for a month.

In one month, he could get his first payment.

But he still underestimated one thing...

The factory here has KPIs, and he must work hard to keep up with the speed of the production line.

Even working by himself is not enough. Many times, he must assign production tasks to his own cave and let all the tribesmen, billions of people, help him complete them together.

Yes, billions of people together.

For them, an eighth-grade magic weapon is a treasure of the whole world, similar to an aircraft carrier, each part requires a person to complete it in his lifetime.

Just the design drawings of such an eighth-grade magic weapon, if it is done by someone who is not of the grade, may require hundreds of tons of design drawings, and the power of the whole world can be gathered to make one.

However, it sounds exaggerated, but it is actually normal if you think about it carefully. The design drawings of a screw also need three or five A4 sheets of paper.

And two hundred sheets of paper are about 1 kilogram, so one ton of drawings is about 200,000 pages calculated in this way.

As for the eighth-grade magic weapon, as a sophisticated system more complex than an aircraft carrier, a super collection of complex engineering, various control systems, and drawings of the eighth-grade magic weapon composed of precision parts, it seems reasonable to have so many drawings in total.

The design manuscripts for each small field alone are tens of thousands of pages.

These drawings alone must have corresponding indexes, titles, and numbers, which will be compiled into a catalog, otherwise ordinary people can't understand them at all.

Each part must have a special drawing, one A4 or A3 for each part. When the parts are composed of components, there is also a special assembly drawing. The component assembly mechanism must have a special assembly drawing. The drawings reach dozens of tons one level at a time, which is just like eating.

It is conceivable that for those refiners who can refine magic weapons alone, what level of work they do.

For such people, photographic memory is a natural blank ability. Without this talent, they are not worthy of being involved in the refiner industry.

Therefore, the factory here is called a factory... In fact, it is simply a super distributor that distributes work according to the world. It's just because the size of the world is too large, so it seems mediocre.

Soon, No. 1 learned that he was not the only one who did this.

Or rather... those who did not ask their own world for help were the minority.

After that, No. 1 continued to work hard and continue to accumulate money.

The reason for accumulating money was that he found many, many techniques.

Many of them were the top-level exquisite techniques in his eyes. As long as he learned them, he could become much stronger than he is now, the whole world could benefit, all the clansmen could learn, the world level would be improved, and the number of ninth-grade might even increase by hundreds of times because of this technique.

Originally, after No. 1's clansmen came to Tianxia, ​​the number of ninth-grade increased by dozens of times, and many people who were restricted in bottlenecks broke through because of this.

Because the source of heaven and earth in Tianxia was strong enough to easily support these people to break through.

And with the support of good techniques, they could become stronger and more, and the whole world would benefit from it.

This is the benefit of coming to Tianxia!

This is also the reason why No. 1 can persist.

Yes, persistence.

Every day now, No. 1 is in great pain.

Being able to sleep only once in three days caused him incredible torture. His head felt like it was about to explode, and his whole body curled up into a ball. He felt ashamed and angry at his vulnerability. Visions appeared around him every moment, and the mental torture made it difficult for him to control his thoughts.

He continued to have the idea of ​​jumping up and escaping from here and returning to the outside world, but soon after, his eyes would be filled with tears of frustration, and anger would rush to his heart again, until he tried hard to restrain himself, and then he would calm down again.

All this is to make the world better.

All this is worth it.

Number One said to himself.

The only thing that made him feel "enjoyed" was sleeping.

That night in the dormitory was his most comfortable time.

He didn't have to think about anything.

The fantasy also disappeared, and when he fell asleep, he unconsciously indulged in this sweet nothingness.

There were no dreams. Just close your eyes. There would be no troubles, no work, no illusions, no endless torture. There was only the comfort brought by rest, the relief of physical fatigue, and the relaxation of the mind.

Number One did not consider the reason for this feeling. He immersed himself in the mysterious and harmonious sounds that intoxicated him. He was completely immersed in the hazy nothingness and sweet feeling. He did not understand, and did not intend to understand what happened to him.

However, such a gap sometimes made him depressed.

When he woke up from his sleep, he often found himself lying between the other two people, and in a dark place full of stuffiness, disgusting stench, and nightmare-like screams, cries, prayers and vomiting.

At that time, he would honestly pack up his things and leave quickly, because he knew that he was also part of the "discomfort" of others.

Everyone lacks their own space, which is inevitable. The dignified Lord of the Eighth Grade World is like this.

His most spacious and free-breathing place is actually working in the factory.

However, all this is also worthwhile.

Number One has a junior whom he admires very much. As long as this junior can reach the eighth level, there will be two eighth levels in their world.

Then, he can take turns.

He can let the other person take care of the cave, and he can go back to rest. Then, if the other person can't stand it, he will take over.

As long as there is someone who can share such a heavy responsibility, his pressure will be much less.

Number One thought so.

He persisted for six years.

Six years later, because of a fraud, he suffered heavy losses, and his proud junior died.

That's right, an ordinary fraud.

In this place, of course, there are more than just honest people like Number One who follow the rules.

There are also many criminals, such as violent robbery, theft, fraud, and all kinds of competition here are also taken for granted.

To be honest...

There is no law here.

Yes, the magic way does not follow any laws and rules, and there is no such thing as "government" here. There is only complete free competition.

In this situation, the lives of the lower classes are naturally completely unprotected.

For example, No. 1, the factory where he works, compared to the materials he produces, the income he gets is even less than one percent.

But he has no way to sell it himself.

Because he has no drawings, no production lines, and even no sales channels, he sells magic weapons by himself, but no one buys them. He can't make those magic weapons by himself, and without the protection of the factory, he would have been beaten to death long ago.

Yes, the boss of the factory is a seventh-rank, he protects the entire factory, maintains the safety of the factory, and prevents the employees from being beaten to death by the thugs who suddenly rushed in and robbed of all their property.

It can be said that if there is no factory, he can't even protect himself.

In this situation, he can only be exploited by others, and there is no way.

If you want to get ahead, you must first find a way to survive, and you can have everything if you are alive.

There is no security in this area at all. All the order here now is just a dynamic balance brought about by infinite friction.

The big wars have already been fought, and small wars are fought every day, but big wars are not good for everyone. Working together to maintain the lowest level will not affect the order of production, which is in the interests of everyone.

Therefore, there is superficial peace here.

But it is always impossible to stop petty thefts and frauds.

This is the case with No. 1. He thinks that after six years, he has a certain network of contacts and is almost familiar with the people in the factory.

So, he believed one of them and prepared to cash in the longevity pill given to him by Li Qi.

As long as he sells the longevity pill, he can buy a useful and pass-down method.

In this way, the level of the entire world can be improved, and the ninth grade will become the norm in the future! The eighth grade will become more, and he can live a lot easier.

However, he was deceived.

People didn't intend to trade with him at all, just to rob his cave and longevity pill.

For others, it is a cave, but for him... it is his own world and people.

It’s not that No.1 didn’t know that wealth should not be shown, but he still trusted others credulously. He thought he had found a way in the past six years.

But it was a trap.

The final outcome was that his successor, the descendant, who he had high hopes for and raised like a son, died because of this.

The caves in the world were all stolen. He fought hard to get them back, but the people in them had been abducted, leaving only an empty shell.

No.1 has never recovered since then, and he is haunted by evil thoughts. He originally came to the world with hope, but now he has ended up like this.

The longevity pill that Li Qi gave him has become his death warrant.

“… It’s just ordinary.” Li Qi sighed.

Yes, it’s just ordinary. There are too many such things in this dream city.

(Is it not auspicious to publish such a chapter in the New Year?)

(By the way, are you interested in writing a New Year extra chapter about Tutu and Li Qi?)