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Chapter 406: Pharmaceutical Factory Assembly Line
Inside the Alchemy Laboratory.
Ye Xingli glanced sideways at Zhang Yu, her eyes lingering on his alchemical output. Her mind murmured: "Has he finally stabilized producing 5th-tier Tianqing Sand?"
Though Zhang Yu’s start was a bit slow, managing to advance his alchemy skills to this level within a month—while still juggling Civil Engineering Department coursework—shows remarkable learning ability.
If he keeps this up, transferring departments might actually be possible...
Just then, Ye Xingli caught a glimpse of a jade-colored bracelet peeking from beneath Zhang Yu’s sleeve.
That… is the Yin-Yang Bracelet? Her gaze sharpened. “Zhang Yu,” she asked, “is that a new Spirit Artifact you’ve acquired?”
Zhang Yu turned, revealing the bracelet with a casual smile. “You mean this one?”
“It’s a Body-Refining Spirit Artifact loaned to me by Director Gao.”
Earlier, Director Gao had promised to provide Zhang Yu with a tool to boost his Body-Refining efficiency. But over half a month had passed with no word—Zhang Yu had nearly forgotten about it.
Then, just a few days ago, the bracelet arrived. Director Gao said it was only on loan, to be returned once Zhang Yu reached Physical Strength Level 20.
The Yin-Yang Bracelet, when infused with Martial Energy, absorbed Spirit Energy continuously with the cycle of day and night, naturally balancing internal yang and yin essence. It enhanced physical tempering and strengthened blood and flesh.
“Yin-Yang Bracelet…” Ye Xingli thought. “This was just newly refined by my master. It hasn’t even hit the market yet. How did it end up in Director Gao’s hands—enough for him to lend it to Zhang Yu?”
“My master really does have great trust in Director Gao…”
She sighed inwardly. “Director Gao went to such lengths to support your alchemy. He even borrowed this rare Body-Refining Artifact so you could strengthen your body while refining.”
Zhang Yu froze inside. “Wait—Director Gao didn’t know I was doing alchemy,” he quickly denied.
Ye Xingli blinked. “Huh?”
Zhang Yu added, “Sister, Director Gao doesn’t like me doing alchemy. Please, don’t tell anyone from the Civil Engineering Department about this. I always have my roommate book the lab for me—just to keep it quiet.”
“Ciji Zhenjun said Ye Xingli would keep this secret,” Zhang Yu thought, “but she’s acting like she doesn’t even realize the risk. And now she’s saying Director Gao supports my alchemy? What’s going on?”
Ye Xingli, however, was momentarily stunned. “I remember clearly—my master said Director Gao wanted Zhang Yu to transfer departments.”
But now Zhang Yu says the opposite…
Did I misremember?
She was certain she hadn’t. And one thing she did know—both Zhang Yu and her master had explicitly told her not to mention this to Director Gao.
“Something’s wrong.”
“This whole thing is off.”
“If Director Gao isn’t the one pushing Zhang Yu to transfer… then who is?”
A single figure flashed through her mind—she cut off her thoughts abruptly.
She looked at Zhang Yu, still diligently refining 5th-tier Tianqing Sand. Her heart whispered: “It can’t be. It doesn’t make sense.”
“My master and Director Gao have been friends for hundreds of years.”
There must be something I’m missing…”
She recalled Zhang Yu’s connection with Wen Wuya.
Ciji Zhenjun. Director Gao. Zhang Yu. Wen Wuya. Alchemy Department. Civil Engineering Department. Tianjian University.
For a moment, the world before her felt shrouded in thick, impenetrable fog. The truth behind it all was deeper than she could fathom.
…
Wanfa University City. Basement Level One.
Zhang Yu and Le Mulan moved forward through the Yuan Ci Channel, descending toward Basement Level Nine.
Zhang Yu asked curiously, “You’re heading to the Tianlan Pharmaceutical Factory too?”
Le Mulan nodded. “Our department has a long-standing collaboration with Tianlan Pharmaceutical.”
“This time, they’re expanding a new Production Line. My mentor sent me to help with the Adjustment.”
Since joining her master’s sect, Le Mulan had been studying self-made medicinal techniques—using the physical body as a furnace, Martial Energy as fuel, refining raw herbs into potent pills.
Unlike mass-production factories, this method wasn’t scalable, but it tied directly to cultivation level. No need for massive capital investment or complex production setups. Adjustments were easy, perfect for high-end pharmaceutical development.
And this kind of Production Line adjustment? Ideal for cultivation experts like Le Mulan to test and optimize.
Le Mulan turned to Zhang Yu. “You’re here for the factory expansion too?”
Zhang Yu nodded. The image of Director Gao summoning him for the project flashed in his mind.
This project offered massive daily supply volumes, involved underground construction, and was perfect for cultivating the Second Supreme of Civil Engineering Seven Supreme—Da Huan Yishan Jin. The pay was also quite generous.
“Director Gao probably wants me to eat well, rest well, and focus on cultivating Da Huan Yishan Jin here—while also boosting my Physical Strength Level.”
“Though I already reached 20th Level not long ago…”
He mused: “Still, more medicine, more money—worth it.”
With alchemy now draining his funds, every extra yuan was welcome.
They arrived at the entrance of the Tianlan Pharmaceutical Factory. A large crowd of Liqi Teens stood waiting, as if expecting something.
When they spotted Zhang Yu and Le Mulan, their eyes flickered toward the Wanfa University Ranking displayed above their heads—glimmers of awe and envy in their gazes.
Zhang Yu, however, frowned at the rankings. “Guangliao Technical Vocational College?”
“So these are junior college students?”
Amid the bustling crowd, a line of Ling's projection appeared above the factory gate:
> Recruiting Operators. Pay: 0.0003 Lingbi per hour. Sign-up →
The words materialized, and the crowd erupted. Teens surged toward the arrow’s direction.
Zhang Yu finally understood—these students were here to apply for jobs.
At that moment, Xiao Qingxuan appeared before him, expression calm. “You’re here.”
“Perfect. We’ve got a new workshop that needs to be built immediately. Use Da Huan Yishan Jin to dig the foundation.”
Zhang Yu said goodbye to Le Mulan and followed Xiao Qingxuan into the factory. To his surprise, he found himself heading in the same direction as the junior college students.
Zhang Yu asked, “Are these students also going to the new Production Line?”
Xiao Qingxuan nodded. “It’s urgent. No blueprints. I’ll take you to the current workshop—we’ll replicate it exactly.”
They reached a factory door. Inside, a manager was speaking:
“We don’t hire people with only Eye Armor.”
A junior college student replied, “I’ve cultivated my body for eight years—endured Night and Day Forging, consumed countless Medicinal Agents. I’m not worse than someone with Spirit Armor.”
The manager sneered. “You trained alone. How do you think you can match a weapon developed by experts, mass-produced by a corporation, refined over generations, and built on the wisdom of thousands?”
“And Assembly Line work demands standardization. Everyone’s body is different in size and shape—how can you standardize?”
“To join, you must wear Spirit Armor.”
“If you can’t afford it, we offer leasing.”
“If you won’t pay a penny, why even apply?”
The student hesitated. Then, his classmates surged forward.
“I’ll lend! I’ll lend!”
Zhang Yu remained indifferent. In the Second Layer, Spirit Armor was a massive advantage—whether as a student or job seeker. He’d long grown used to it.
Then, he and Xiao Qingxuan stepped inside.
Suddenly, he saw junior college students being loaded onto the Assembly Line.
> “Hands—sell or store?”
> “Storage? Deducted from wages.”
With sharp, rhythmic shink-shink sounds, Zhang Yu watched as students were swiftly dismembered—limbs severed, chests ripped open—then fitted with tool-like Hand Spirit Armor and Organ Spirit Armor designed for digestion and endocrine regulation.
Lives were transformed into raw material. Blood sprayed through the air as human bodies were reshaped—reduced to standardized, interchangeable parts.
Zhang Yu stared, stunned. “The hell is this… a slaughterhouse?”
Xiao Qingxuan replied calmly, “It’s not slaughter. It’s just standardizing work gear. Makes installation on the Production Line easier.”
“After digestive systems are uniformly adjusted, they can use Yinshigan Tubes for collective feeding.”
“After endocrine systems are tuned, drug absorption efficiency increases.”
“This isn’t a school. Operators work 24/7 on the Line. All maintenance is done on the Line itself.”
As he watched the endless stream of identical Operators being produced, Zhang Yu felt a chill. These people weren’t individuals anymore—they were just components, assembled into the factory’s machinery.
Then, Xiao Qingxuan explained: “Due to the expansion, we’ve been hiring more Operators recently.”
“The workshop you’re helping build? That’s the one producing the Operators.”
She added, “Use your Eye Armor to record the data. Try to replicate it one-to-one.”
Zhang Yu stared at the speed of the Line. “Isn’t this enough already?”
Xiao Qingxuan shook her head. “The Operators we produce aren’t just for this facility. They’re shipped to other factories too.”
“The intensity of University Wars has increased again. Drug demand is soaring. Many pharmaceutical companies expect future wars to escalate, so they’re all building new Production Lines.”
“There’s still a major shortage of standardized Operators.”
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