Game of Destiny: This player is different

Of course, raising too many animals is not good. The daily excrement produced by two elephants alone weighs 70 to 80 kilograms. With such a large amount, even if ten island city thieves come, they can't clean it up. Together with other jackals, tigers, leopards, monkeys and elks, the daily excrement output is enough to fill a tricycle. Moreover, the septic tank that was temporarily built before is now full and almost overflowing. The consumption of biogas power generation can't keep up with the current production. "I heard that animal feces contain a lot of undigested plant fibers. After collection, steaming, disinfection, crushing and dyeing, the paper produced is fine and smooth. In Sinhalese, it is even used as a gift to foreign guests. Smelling it will make you energetic, and licking it will prolong your life." Qin Nuo thought about this problem seriously. The original employees in the world in the painting,

either were demons that sucked the essence of heaven and earth,

or were new energy, zero-pollution robots,

even the faceless nurses and the showgirls,

did not see any excretion behavior.

Considering that other creatures will be introduced later,

it seems that the construction of environmental sanitation facilities should be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

"There is one more thing to do. It is not easy to start a business on your own."

Clapping his hands to let the tigers play nearby, Qin Nuo moved to the north.

Because there is no need to engage in excavation work,

several thousand zombies are treated as livestock and kept in a fixed area.

Enclosed by iron fences,

three special zombies, No. 70, 81, and 99, who have been transformed by genetic enhancement drugs,

patrol and guard back and forth.

If anyone is found to be dishonest, he will be immediately dragged out and beaten on the ground.

If you are strong, you can put them back if you can handle it.

If you are weak, you can take them to the cold storage if you can't handle it.

(The refrigeration equipment brought back from Bayerhaize in the previous scenario mission)

In short,

this group of ordinary zombies that have lost their labor value and pollute the environment if released,

are ushering in the final countdown.

Qin Nuo didn't care about these, and walked around with big strides,

and went straight to the cold storage converted from containers.

No. 70, who has a canine head, is quick-witted and follows.

After Yinqin opened the iron door,

he half-knelt in a loyal and dog-legged posture, and greeted the manager.

"You are getting better and better at handling things."

Qin Nuo praised casually,

which made No. 70, who received verbal rewards from the manager,

smiled with joy and was extremely happy.

As for No. 81 and No. 99, who were a step slower,

and failed to grab the opportunity to perform,

clenched their fists in regret, and were angry at themselves for not being faster just now,

damn it.

Qin Nuo saw it, but didn't say much,

just smiled silently and walked into the cold storage.

If the world in the painting is regarded as a private company that provides food and accommodation, all-round protection,

development and appreciation space, and a promising future.

Then the extraordinary creatures living in it are the employees of the company.

According to the ability and the degree of importance,

they can be divided into multiple levels.

Like giant jellyfish and ordinary zombies, these people with no ability,

are in the lowest level.

No. 70, No. 81, and No. 99, who have some combat power,

but are not up to the standard,

have slipped to the second to last level after Tyrant No. 1 came out.

Although Qin Nuo never made it clear,

they have already developed a strong sense of crisis,

and are eager to be recognized by their boss, that is, the manager.

In short,

that is, the pursuit of belonging and respect when physiological and safety conditions are met.

Supernormal creatures are first of all creatures, and then they are supernormal.

The so-called desireless creatures

cannot exist in the biological category.

Monks still worry about money.

After all, no matter how disillusioned they are with the world, they still have to eat, right?

They can't even fill their stomachs, and they faint on the side of the road after walking a few steps.

Let alone compassion, Amitabha.

"Oh, so many have accumulated."

Qin Nuo looked at the piles of corpses in front of him and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air,

literally cold air.

The types of corpses are quite mixed,

90% are zombies with mutilated limbs, and 10% are other creatures.

For example, the Blue Emperor who was disassembled into parts, three fresh T.I.P thugs,

the blue ghost child whose face was beaten into a deformity,

the Dai Yue soldier who was taken back and whose use was unknown for the time being.

Among them, the Blue Emperor was the worst.

The once high and mighty emperor of the world, not only did he not leave a complete body after his death,

but was used as a material library by the faceless nurse and disassembled into many parts,

used to sew the damaged puppets.

Qin Nuo stopped to look at it for a while,

and took the ghost child and the Dai Yue soldier outCome, then turn around and walk out of the cold storage.

No. 70, who was waiting outside, watched the manager walk away respectfully,

before closing the iron door and returning to work.

"The ghost child is a kind of evil ghost, similar to the student ghost.

It's a pity that it didn't open three eyes, but it's not bad to open two and a half,

It's more than enough to use as a container."

While thinking, Qin Nuo came to the plywood warehouse,

and saw the faceless nurse repairing the body of the four-headed Tyrant No. 1.

In the previous battle in Zhenla,

two of them acted as meat shields and took the attack of the local official players, resulting in serious injuries.

Although the broken arm was reattached through replantation surgery,

the internal injuries are not so easy to recover.

"Why, it still doesn't work?"

Qin Nuo threw the body aside and asked.

"Master Administrator,"

The faceless nurse bowed slightly and answered truthfully,

"They may not be able to stand up now.

If they use extraordinary potions,

or the corpses of extraordinary creatures to fill the gaps, they may be saved.

But..."

She hesitated.

"Whatever, just say it directly."

Hearing this,

the faceless nurse continued: "They are just stitched products made by splicing together ordinary zombie bodies.

It is a waste to use extraordinary items.

The most sensible solution is to dismantle them and use them as experimental materials for Tyrant No. 3."

The two weak Tyrant No. 1s

struggled to stand up from the ground to show that they were still useful.

The two Tyrant No. 1s next to them only had penetrating wounds in their chests.

The degree of injury was not serious. They stood there blankly and could not express anything.

They were creatures created by kneading.

Whether they lived or died depended on the thoughts of the two adults in front of them.

The warehouse fell silent,

except for Tyrant No. 2, who was bound not far away, dragging the chains and moving restlessly.

After thinking for a moment, Qin Nuo waved his hand to reject the faceless nurse's proposal,

"Although Tyrant No. 1 has a low IQ, he is loyal enough.

If we just give up, what will the other employees think?"

He flipped his hand and took out the almond water potion and handed it over,

"Give it to one end, and sew the other end with the corpse of Qing Tianzi.

If it's not enough,

dismantle the three player corpses that were just brought in."

"Manager..."

"Spend it if you have to.

It's just the corpse of a supernatural creature. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future.

Do your best to work for me, this is the most important thing."

"Roar..."

Tyrant No. 1, who can't speak,

was so moved by these words that he crawled on the ground and expressed his loyalty to the great manager.

The faceless nurse was also stunned, and her stiff face showed emotion.

A leader who only promises but does not deliver can't last long.

Qin Nuo, who knows this well, can't help but smile when he sees his employees like this.

I,

Finally, I have lived the life I longed for.