“F-five-hundred-year shift at Gu Family Spirit-Pig Farm #1?!”
Kneeling on the mud-splattered flagstones of Supreme Sword Plaza, nineteen-year-old Chu Tian , at Rank 0 Crippled Mortal, raised his red-stamped, mud-caked face in sheer disbelief:.
“Gu Changsheng, are you crazy?! My dantian and meridians just self-destructed! I’m a Rank 0 crippled mortal now—mortal human beings only live sixty or seventy years, and with my hollowed-out kidneys, I’ll drop dead of exhaustion within three days of shoveling pig manure!
You can’t make a mortal work for five hundred years!”
“Drop dead of exhaustion in three days? Don’t worry, my [Care-Package Upgrade Box] provides top-tier labor-health insurance for long-term debtors,” thirty-year-old Gu Changsheng , at Rank 5 High, smiled warmly. Grandpa Fu , at Rank 5 Mid, stepped forward clicking his golden abacus and handed over a heavy iron dog-collar, ten low-grade longevity herbs, and a broken smell-magnifying array plate.
Tossing the materials into [Dad’s Care-Package Upgrade Box] alongside 50,000,000 DP, Gu Changsheng snapped his fingers:.
“System, fuse!”
[ DING! 50,000,000 DP CONSUMED! 100% RULE-PRIORITY FUSION COMPLETE!
