MTL - Book of Technology - Chapter 389 burden

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Chen Xiaoyun, an orphan from Guangzhou, China, once met a girl who looked remarkably like him. Before he could learn more about her, a deadly virus was unleashed around the globe.Humans turned into creatures straight out of video games and movies, and zombies and mutants roamed the streets with no one to stop them.From tanks to jockeys to even invisible zombies and mutated dogs. The mutations are just endless.“Why is there a zombie apocalypse just as I find my family? And why can I suddenly create things from thin air?”Will Xiaoyun survive the chaos with the new people he meets along the way? Will he use his newfound abilities to bring peace to a devastated world?Or perhaps he will just take another nap in the bed like a lazy pig——“Shut up. How am I supposed to do anything when you keep throwing women at me?”

After traveling back in time to a rural family, Hua Xiaomai declared that a wild life needs no explanation.Mornings began with the aroma of cooking rice, evenings spent cooking fish and shrimp, days were colorful and flavorful, and integrity was just like passing clouds.Her elder sister said, when you meet a good man, you must decisively tackle him. Hua Xiaomai rubbed her hands together, ready for action, while a certain man stepped back three paces.“My lady, don’t rush. Leave this kind of thing to me.”--------------------------------------------------------------------------A new book, “Tender Beauty,” is uploaded, inviting all the young ones to check it out, kiss kiss O(∩_∩)O

I am Ye Qing. Lucky I found a [Monster Factory] application.

This bunch of super strong monsters are individually comparable to over 100 human beings, and they bring all kinds of skills!

Efficiency? With the skill processing speed +300, you still want to compete?

Precision? *cough, cough* Bring me that legendary dial caliper, let’s show them what absolute precision really mean.

Ye Qing: When, us, men want to be successful, we pull out our wallets.

Monsters: Don’t play those malice games with us. The creation of ultimate machinery is our love and life. These impenetrable bodies are our tools of the trade.

A 20 meter tall, overly buffed, savage looking monsters hold on to a ultimate cutting machine and yelled at the sky: “I am not targeting anyone specifically! Rather I am telling you all that, everything, in front of me and my tools are, nothing, but TRASH!”

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