Lu Yunzhao pressed his thumb against his lower lip, his teeth unconsciously nibbling at his nails.

This was something she often did when she was a child, but after her great-grandmother gently taught her to stop, she never did it again.

However, at that moment, emotion briefly triumphed over reason.

In order to lure Xia Chuhe, this little bug, into a trap, Lu Yunzhao exposed an important chain of interests and even used his trump card.

The uncontrollable insect severely affected her mood, making her afraid of the unknown outcome.

With a soft "snap" of his fingernail, Lu Yunzhao lowered his hand in self-loathing and gave an order to the person in charge of the Heavenly Saint Temple: [Closely monitor anyone coming to the Heavenly Saint Temple recently. If anyone appears in the picture, kill her immediately. Report back to me immediately afterward.]

Lu Yunzhao sent a photo of Xia Chuhe.

The person in charge replied, "Received."

Simply killing Xia Chuhe wasn't enough, so Lu Yunzhao thought for a moment and continued: "Starting today, all outsiders who enter the Heavenly God Temple within the last three months will be killed."

[Ms. Lu, migrant workers are the factory's main workforce and antidote. Doing this will affect factory production and prevent the supply of medicine to upper management. We will all be held accountable.]

Forget about production; making killing this person the top priority.

【All right.】

Lu Yunzhao had already made up her mind. Even if she was scolded by her great-grandmother, she would first eliminate her inner demons.

...

"Sister Dong, do we need to make so many shells? You can only control one shell each time, right?" Er Ya's hands cramped from peeling skins, and she couldn't hold on any longer, collapsing to the ground in despair.

Dong Huimiao, full of energy, stuffed straw into the leather, his hands moving so fast they left afterimages: "What do you know? I need to save time and do it all at once, it's faster. There's no agreed-upon duration for my match with her. This is a major competition, and details determine success or failure! If I win, I can get a third of the Heavenly Sacred Temple, and then all of us will get a share. I will definitely make sure you all live a good life."

As soon as the pie was drawn, Er Ya sat up abruptly, like a donkey with a carrot dangling in front of it, stretching the skin with her hands and muttering, "Strive, struggle, for the Holy Temple of Heaven..."

The other two were so exhausted from working that even when they ate the flatbread, they looked completely dazed.

Regardless of whether they win or lose this competition, the practice of destroying seedlings in winter has greatly changed the perception of weeding in summer.

In addition to the competition, she also received information and precautions about the Temple of Heaven from Xia Chuhe.

Xia Chuhe's original words were, "In order to ensure the fairness of the competition, I will share all relevant information with you."

There was a lot of information, and Xia Chuhe even marked it as "possibly true" and "possibly false". She even thoughtfully reminded Dong Huimiao not to use the appearance of "Xia Chuhe" because someone might want to harm her.

Dong Huimiao was cautious about the information provided by Xia Chuhe, especially Xia Chuhe's final reminder, which she did not intend to heed.

She insisted on using Xia Chuhe's body, even if others mistook her for a twin.

She intends to use the persona of "Xia Chuhe" to defeat Xia Chuhe.

...

"No! It's too dangerous!" Li Qiusheng immediately rejected the idea when he heard the competition rules set by Xia Chuhe. "I'll sneak in and help you."

Li Qiusheng winked at Xia Chuhe: "Don't worry, I'm very experienced, I will never be discovered by that Dong thing."

"You'd better not let me find out either," Xia Chuhe shook his head in refusal.

Fate had already been unfair to the seedlings in winter, and Xia Chuhe did not want to add another layer of injustice.

Li Qiusheng chuckled awkwardly, abandoning the idea of ​​helping his boss cheat. After all, it would be difficult to avoid being caught by his boss.

"When does the boss plan to leave?" Li Qiusheng's Adam's apple bobbed. "Should we throw a farewell banquet?"

Xia Chuhe chuckled and said, "If you're craving something, just go to a restaurant. You don't have to do it in my name."

Li Qiusheng chuckled.

A gourmet restaurant opened in the city of gluttony. The chefs were all apprentices trained by Li Yue, the recipes came from Xia Chuhe, and the precious seasonings came from the Food Amusement Park. The dishes tasted quite good.

Li Qiusheng has gained weight.

...

The day after the competition was announced, Xia Chuhe appeared discreetly at the entrance of the Temple of Heaven.

In previous years, there were very few outsiders visiting the Temple of the Gods. Since the quiet listing of Blue and its gradual circulation among some people, the Temple of the Gods has gained fame, and the number of outsiders has increased day by day.

Most of these people came for Blue.

The true nature of Blue was something that high-ranking personnel both inside and outside the base had heard of or speculated about.

Therefore, in the formal market, whether within or outside the base, the open circulation of Bru is not permitted. The trading of Bru mostly takes place on the black market.

This addictive drug with sedative and tranquilizing effects was initially sold at a very low price, or even given away for free to try.

Once you've had the first time, you'll want a second, a third... and countless times.

Strangely, the reason many addictive drugs are difficult to quit is often because withdrawal would be painful. This is not the case with Bru; even after stopping Bru, these people do not experience pain. Their reason for using Bru is very pure: simply for pure pleasure and stability.

Unfortunately, the price of pursuing happiness is too high.

Aside from the first time I encountered Bru, every subsequent Bru tablet was extremely expensive.

Only those with strong financial resources can fully cover this expense; most people cannot afford Blue's fees.

Fortunately, the Temple of Heaven gave them a second option—exchanging labor for goods.

For working for the Temple of the Gods, the Temple of the Gods will pay you with Bru.

Xia Chuhe mingled in the crowd, waiting in line for the gatekeeper's inspection.

When they checked her, the security guard gave his partner a look and immediately stabbed her with a knife. His partner pointed a gun at Xia Chuhe, fearing she would have a chance to escape.

"Murder! What happened?"

"Run! The rumor must be false."

The crowd in line began to stir, and some people quietly slipped away from the queue.

The patrol captain reassured everyone: "Don't panic, everyone. Recently, some criminals have been trying to sneak into the city to steal medicine. We are just catching thieves and will not harm you. Please rest assured that we have solid evidence against the thieves we have caught, and we will never harm any of our friends who come to seek refuge with us."

The crowd gradually quieted down, and some of those who had slipped away returned to the group because they couldn't resist the joy that Blue brought them.

The patrol captain raised his wristwatch and whispered, "Send a few men to dispose of the body."

The gatekeeper poked the corpse with his knife and frowned.

Strangely, the corpse was soft and light, and only a little blood had flowed out; it didn't look like a human corpse at all.

The people collecting the bodies quickly arrived at the door and threw the straw-wrapped leather into the cart.

The person in charge received the news quickly.

Good news, Xia Chuhe has been killed.

The bad news is that the Xia Chuhe who was supposed to be killed appears to be a dummy.

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