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"Don't want to go? That's fine! Next week, our factory is sending a merchant caravan to other Gathering Places to sell goods. You can come with me; I promise you'll have a great time on the way, and I'll show you all my tricks." Young Master Wang had a sly grin on his face, and even his pants seemed to bulge.
"You!" Xiu Xiu was on the verge of tears. She had accompanied wealthy merchants before and had tried various special preferences, but back then, there were laws in place, and the wealthy didn't want to cause any fatalities.
But now it was different. Young Master Wang was clearly a deeply twisted Fellow. That night, she felt like she was even less than livestock, wanting to end her life but not having the chance.
Her body was covered in bruises, and her lower half was a blur; it took a long time of careful recovery for her to heal.
Now, if it happened again, she couldn't even imagine it. As for going to other Gathering Places to sell goods, that would be a hellish journey. Young Master Wang would surely use every means at his disposal, ensuring she wouldn't survive the trip.
Xiu Xiu's gaze slowly shifted and finally landed on the Pimple-faced Man.
"Guo Cheng! Save me!" Xiu Xiu cried out, tears streaming down her face as she pleaded with him.
Guo Cheng had once been the best to her, but he was also the one with the least prospects. Naturally, after Xiu Xiu found a powerful backing, she kicked him aside without hesitation.
But now, only Guo Cheng could save her.
"Don't even think about it. I'm still Boss Wang's man; Young Master Wang is my young master. How could I help you after how you betrayed me back then? You shameless woman," Guo Cheng said angrily.
Without hesitation, he turned and walked back into the factory.
All that remained was Xiu Xiu's helpless gaze.
"Cough cough!" Zheng Yifan cleared his throat twice. "This absurd performance should come to an end; everyone should get back to what they were doing!"
After saying this, Zheng Yifan walked towards Young Master Wang. In his mind, he thought that whatever happened between Young Master Wang and Xiu Xiu was no longer his concern, but if he could lend a hand, he would. After all, they had shared some connections; he just wanted to intervene before entering the factory.
Unfortunately for him, despite Young Master Wang's father holding a high position in the factory as the Vice Factory Director, the actual Factory Director was a technical fanatic who left most of the factory's affairs to Old Wang. Naturally, in this Clothing Factory territory, Young Master Wang had become a true local tyrant.
He often toyed with the female workers in the Clothing Factory; even if a few ended up dead, his father's influence would make those incidents vanish without a trace.
As for who Zheng Yifan was, he had no idea. He had never bothered to find out. Even though most people in the Gathering Place admired their leader, Young Master Wang was definitely not one of them. To him, the leader of the Gathering Place had nothing to do with him. If he ever encountered him, he would make sure to steer clear.
So when he finally saw Zheng Yifan, his first thought was that this Fellow was actually more handsome than him. His second thought was that he wanted to get rid of this annoying Fellow.
"Who do you think you are? Just go back to where you came from!" Young Master Wang said as he reached out to push Zheng Yifan away.
Suddenly, a hand grabbed him from behind and tossed him aside effortlessly.
"Get lost! Or you'll die before you even know how," Li Ning said, his strength undeniable. Young Master Wang was just an ordinary person, while the A-Level Essence that Old Wang had prepared for him had been kept on hand for a suitable moment.
That so-called suitable moment was when he was at his most reckless. He treated the Essence like a hallucinogen.
"You lowly workers dare to act so brazenly? Guo Cheng! Get rid of them right now, and I'll take credit for it with my father!" Young Master Wang shouted loudly.
Guo Cheng glanced at Zheng Yifan and felt a flicker of familiarity. But that feeling quickly faded as excitement took over; Old Wang's influence was far greater than Young Master Wang's. If he could earn Old Wang's favor, women would be plentiful in this charming apocalypse, where beautiful women were in no short supply.
"Kid, today is just your unlucky day!" Guo Cheng thoughtlessly prepared to strike. He had no weapon; his Superpower alone was enough, and his hands moved like thunder, swift as lightning.
But true power lay in the force that resembled a meteor.
Facing Guo Cheng, Li Ning felt no pressure at all. The opponent’s Superpower Application was quite shallow; he was merely a Superpowered Individual.
Moreover, having recently acquired a Psychic Weapon, Li Ning wanted to show off in front of Zheng Yifan. He immediately pulled out the enormous, bizarre weapon.
At that moment, everyone's eyes were fixed on Li Ning. Who else could wield such an extraordinary weapon besides a Superpowered Individual?
Li Ning revealing his weapon essentially announced to everyone that he was indeed a Superpowered Individual. Guo Cheng clearly recognized this too; however, he remained undaunted. He was a Second-Stage Esper and his Superpower was well-suited for close combat, while his opponent's weapon appeared to be designed for ranged use.
Unfortunately for him, he was mistaken. The moment Li Ning drew out the Psychic Weapon, the outcome had already been sealed.
Guo Cheng had not yet managed to strike Li Ning when he felt a tremendous force binding him, as if two powers were intertwining around him, twisting continuously like meat being ground in a meat grinder. His bones felt as if they were cracking under the pressure.
"Ah!" Guo Cheng screamed loudly, exerting all his strength with his hands, but it was futile. He was trapped in place by Li Ning and could not reach him at all. Meanwhile, Li Ning's power relentlessly attacked him, the distance between them shrinking while Guo Cheng seemed to shrink in stature, as if he were being compressed.
Then he heard Li Ning shout, "Move!"
In an instant, Guo Cheng vanished without a trace, appearing instead as a small mass of flesh at the tip of Li Ning's weapon. Suddenly, with a loud "bang," this mass of flesh flew out and disappeared in an instant.
This was the result of Li Ning mastering his power to its peak. Zheng Yifan nodded in satisfaction; his control over power had reached an impressive level. With more training, he would undoubtedly improve further. Moreover, this was the first time using the new weapon, which added to his achievements.
Across from them, Young Master Wang stared in shock at everything unfolding before him, stammering as he attempted to flee.
However, Zheng Yifan would not allow such chaotic control over critical departments within his Gathering Place.
No matter where one was, there were different types of people. But having someone like this manage the Clothing Factory—a vital department—was absolutely unacceptable. The Clothing Factory was set to become comparable to Factory One in the future, responsible for the mass production of Superpowered Armor.
If things continued in such a disordered manner, both his safety and assets would be at risk, and it would tarnish his reputation.
In the past, he might not have cared much about this, but now Zheng Yifan had begun to pay attention to his image and reputation.
Even if one were ruthless, they should still be respected by others. Every founding father had blood on their hands yet still earned the admiration and love of the people because they brought peace.
But why not strive for something better?
Li Ning clearly understood Zheng Yifan's gaze; he merely glanced at Young Master Wang beside him. Without any visible action from Li Ning, Young Master Wang suddenly seemed to twist away and vanished without a trace.
Zheng Yifan saw it happen—Young Master Wang had been crushed into powder by Li Ning's Duality power and thus left no shadow behind.
The finest dust on the ground might very well be all that remained of Young Master Wang.
"Notice: The Clothing Factory in the Gathering Place needs to be rectified. Now that the Gathering Place has just been established, we absolutely cannot let it go astray from the very beginning." Zheng Yifan's words were clearly going to be acted upon. Li Ning took out a walkie-talkie powered by a Second-Stage Soul Crystal and exchanged a few words before following in Zheng Yifan's footsteps.
Zheng Yifan had already stepped into the factory, where the production process was much simpler and did not require a Clean Room. Upon entering the workshop, one could see a narrow passage on the right, which was where the Superpowered Armor was manufactured. The passage on the left led to the workshop for ordinary clothing production within the Gathering Place, which had the highest number of workers, producing tens of thousands of garments at a time. All of them were just basic Thermal Clothing.
Even though Zheng Yifan could purchase these items in the real world, the Apocalyptic World could not remain stagnant forever; primary, secondary, and tertiary industries all needed to develop.
Time was tight, but he could only tackle one issue at a time, supporting what he could. He also initiated a large-scale stockpiling operation and had devised a plan called "Buy Up the World," which aimed to acquire everything across nearly all industries.
Of course, that was contingent upon him securing substantial funding. As it stood, he had only taken the first step on a long journey.
Walking through the long corridor, he entered the factory using a special pass from the security office.
Inside, he could see around ten Superpowered Individuals engaged in garment manufacturing. They were producing standard battle armor for ordinary Superpowered Individuals—basic gear worn by soldiers who had come in for custom fittings. Currently, they were working on uniforms for the Guard Camp. These armors combined necessary combat strength with lightweight features, primarily made from super alloys.
However, there were still small amounts of Primordial Iron waste incorporated into them, allowing Superpowered Individuals to attach Superpower formations.
The formations on each piece of armor were simple—primarily focused on durability and lightness. Zheng Yifan glanced over them and found them rudimentary compared to Factory One; this place was far too primitive and truly incomparable. However, it would also be a focal point for future development, with plans for redesigning and constructing new facilities set to begin in a few months.
The main reason for this urgency was that Zheng Yifan was in dire need of Zombie Crystal s; ten million units was no small number—it represented the total count of Zombies in an entire city. Eliminating all Zombies in Hansui City and its surrounding areas might barely meet that figure.
And time… was running out. (To be continued)
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