Chapter 9: Janitor? Young Brother, Step Back a Bit

Whoa... this efficiency is almost catching up with a professional demolition team.

Lin Miao was astounded by the players' efficiency, but when he saw their results, he couldn't stay calm.

Because without professional skills and equipment, high efficiency often means no quality.

That bar... how should I put it... it's like a pile of mismatched colored steel tiles and wooden planks forcibly held together with tape and glue, a piece of junk that would fall apart with a kick.

The composite boards, roughly cut and not even polished, were assembled with brute force. Even with a ruler for assistance, there were gaps between pieces, small ones about 1-2mm and larger ones up to a finger's width. Boards that couldn't fit were hammered in, and parts that might topple were nailed firmly to the existing bar walls, resulting in a surface full of patches.

I doubt even the poorest homeless person would dare stay inside, for fear that the house might collapse and bury them while they sleep. It's cyberpunk turned wasteland punk.

[System... are you sure this thing can work?]

Lin Miao felt it was karma; perhaps he should have hired a professional construction team instead of exploiting free players.

[As a basic office, absolute precision isn't necessary. The current result has reached the minimum standards. Once all parts are assembled, I will conduct information body integration, combining all components into a whole, including the basement equipment. However, designs for offices level Type 2 and above, or other buildings, will be more complex and the current construction level is far from meeting the minimum integration standards.]

Luckily...

If players were required to redo their work at the start of the game, it would be a huge blow to their enthusiasm.

However, Lin Miao caught a key point in the system's response.

[Information body integration, does that mean other equipment can also be merged into a factory... like integrating those devices and rooms into a whole?]

[Yes, but currently the amount of equipment you have is far from meeting the minimum requirements for a small factory, and factory information integration requires a stable power supply, which you currently cannot provide.]

It's getting more and more game-like...

But to the system, manipulating the changes between matter and information is probably as simple as humans pouring rivers into an ant nest at will...

[How will other people see it? I mean... if people in this world witness the process of information body integration, won't they notice something unusual?]

[No, they will just think it's a construction team formed by players completing the build.]

A kind of pseudorealistic cognitive barrier... Lin Miao more or less understood. He previously worried whether players killing people in this world would cause any impact, like being too realistic and thus hesitant. But the system's answer was no; in the eyes of the players, battle or killing would add a kind of consciousness filter, without causing any feelings of nausea or fear.

Unlike farming sims or city-building where you gradually progress, the reality Lin Miao is in is a world with complete order. Even though the world is somewhat chaotic, companies hold absolute power, tightly controlling finance, military, and politics, beyond the reach of him or a few players to challenge Leviathan.

From the beginning, they were not on the same starting line, which is the main reason Lin Miao chose to come to Evil Land rather than develop within a city.

If detected, the company's agents or armies could easily crush a force of hundreds or thousands of players. After all, they wield real warships and nukes, killing thousands as if it were nothing. It's known that during the fourth corporate war decades ago, a city massacre was not uncommon for companies.

In 2023, companies intervened in the peninsula civil war, and Busan remains a toxic wasteland to this day. Less than half of the four million people escaped, and now only robots can enter and survive.

But now he undoubtedly received some good news.

Seeing Lin Miao return, a few players eagerly ran over, shamelessly seeking credit.

Assassin couldn't possibly be Brother Ni, but he charged up to Lin Miao first, "Report, we've completed 60% of the first-floor wall reconstruction."

Then, his body at only 3, was immediately squeezed aside by the heavyweight, "Just give us three days, no, two days, by tomorrow night before we log out, and we'll have the office prototype done!"

They weren't really rebuilding it, just covering the bar inside and out with composite boards, and since they didn't care about quality, the speed was naturally fast.

Wildman with the sledgehammer chimed in, "The resource point is almost demolished by me. Do you want to tear down the remaining good ones too? Although it seems like even tearing it all down, we're still a bit short. Where should we go next? Can we open a new map?"

Potato initially wanted to say something, but with a keen sense of smell, he detected a strange scent when he got close to Lin Miao. He wrinkled his nose and said, "Is it barbecue? Or something? This smell is so strange."

The other three players, upon hearing this, immediately realized there indeed was a strange burnt smell in the air.

Thus, they all looked towards Lin Miao, realizing the smell had something to do with him.

Lin Miao, meanwhile, wore a deeply moved expression, trying hard not to look at the ramshackle bar to avoid bursting into laughter, then he spoke using the corporate's standard motivational talk.