After calming down the unrest among the common people, Su Li and Chilov sat back in the carriage.

"I didn't expect you to have such a talent for public speaking," Chilov laughed.

"It's just some sincere words. With the support of the bishop, it's considered the property of the Dark Night Church. Anyone who wants to interfere will have to think twice," Su Li nodded and asked, "I haven't asked yet, what do our factories produce?"

"Before, we used to produce bricks, some agricultural tools, carriages, textiles, and furniture. Being close to the Dark Forest, we have abundant resources," Chilov replied.

"Why don't we produce bicycles?" Su Li asked.

"What is a bicycle?" Chilov asked in confusion.

Su Li pointed to the wheels of the carriage beneath them and said, "If we can produce carriages, why not bicycles? It's a vehicle that is powered by pedaling with both feet and can be ridden by one person."

Chilov was puzzled. It seemed that there were no such convenient single-person transportation in this world. "Are you saying we don't need horses?"

Su Li pondered for a moment. It seemed that bicycles really didn't exist.

"Where were the cable ladders of our church and the gears of the Chenix Gate invented?" Su Li asked.

"The Steam and Machinery Church," Chilov replied.

Of course... wealthy people either ride carriages or horses.

Su Li came up with a good idea. Since the Steam and Machinery Church had already invented many large machines with gear structures, it was quite feasible to make bicycles.

"If there's a chance, help me introduce it. I have a good idea to make money," Su Li said.

Chilov was a little confused and asked quietly, "What kind of thing from your world?"

"Something from our world!"

The carriage left the noisy recruitment area and slowly arrived at the ruins of the former factory.

There were some wooden stools placed here, and many employees of the Red Heart Nightclub came to help.

Welcoming guests, red carpet, hot coffee...

A group of black-clad bodyguards stood neatly outside the gate of the abandoned factory.

Su Li and Chilov got off the carriage one after another, and the familiar third-in-command and several old men with gray hair and a simple appearance came to greet them.

"Boss Chilov, Second Boss, let me introduce you. These are the former bosses of the East District factories," Su Li said.

"Hello, Boss Chilov. Hello, Second Boss," the old men saw Chilov's imposing figure and felt a little intimidated. They all knew that Chilov and his gang were from a gang background.

The wind blew their hair messily, making them look indescribably desolate.

They were the biggest victims of the explosion in the East District.

Chilov bowed to the old men and said solemnly, "I am very sorry for the disaster that happened. I am a rough person and don't understand business. I will have to rely on you factory owners in the future."

"Are you saying that you not only want to buy our factory site but also hire us?" one of the old men asked excitedly.

"Yes, as long as you are willing to receive a salary," Chilov said.

Hearing Chilov's words, the group of former bosses, the biggest victims of the explosion in the East District, couldn't help but show a look of surprise and joy on their faces.

"We are willing, we are willing. At our age, what else can we do besides running a factory?" Su Li also said, "Stop standing outside and let's go in."

"Okay, okay!"

Led by the bodyguards and the welcoming staff, Chilov and the others entered the factory.

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Just as the old men were seated, the third-in-command rushed out in a hurry. He had to replace Chilov and receive some local celebrities, officials, and church personnel who were invited.

...

The foundation laying ceremony was about to begin.

Vice Bishop Mitter represented the Dark Night Church at the event.

Although Su Li was wearing a mask, his identity today was the Second Boss, so naturally, he stood beside Mitter as the receptionist.

Vice Bishop Mitter asked in a low voice, "How do you feel?"

Su Li tugged at his slightly tight tie and muttered in a low voice, "Not very interested. I'm anxious to finish this event and go to the South District."

He pointed to the crowd in the distance and asked, "Those nobles, can they really put on airs?"

Mitter smiled and said, "You will soon be a capitalist and a member of the upper class. Don't you want to get to know them?"

Su Li touched the mask on his face and replied in a low voice, "Just based on this face? I'll scare them to death."

While they were talking, there was a commotion in the crowd, and many nobles walked out.

Mitter's intuition was broader than Su Li's, and he smiled and said, "Let's go, the Mayor is here. Let's go out and have a look."

Following the crowd, Su Li saw a middle-aged man wearing a black suit and being protected by layers of police officers getting off a carriage.

Chilov approached him warmly and greeted, "We've been waiting for you, respected Mayor."

The middle-aged man had a wide chin and a big belly. He had a small mustache, but his condition didn't seem to be good as he kept sneezing.

"Ah-choo, sorry, I'm late, I'm late."

"Recently, I've been really unlucky. I caught a bad cold at home during the day and felt dizzy. At night, I kept having nightmares."

"When I came, the maid seemed to have done something wrong and spilled hot water on me. I changed my clothes and fell down the stairs."

The Mayor's complaints made Su Li and Chilov wide-eyed.

This unlucky guy's ability is really...

Impressive!

"Please come inside quickly," Chilov said.

While they were talking, a quiet horse being led by a stableman suddenly got startled by the blowing sand and lifted its hooves.

Chilov quickly protected the Mayor.

As luck would have it, the bag carrying horse manure was jostled, and a piece of dung was flung out. It traced a low arc in the air and landed squarely on the back of the mayor, who was bending over and being shielded by Chilov...

A strange smell immediately filled the air.

"You damned swine, is this how you take care of the horses?!"

The furious mayor turned around and roared, scaring the horseman pale.

Someone quickly stepped forward to clean the mayor.

Chilov hurriedly pulled aside this important person, Serede, and whispered:

"Mr. Mayor, the public is still watching from afar! Let's proceed with the ribbon-cutting."

Suppressing his urge to lash out at the horseman, the mayor, nostrils flaring, stormed off towards the ribbon-cutting area in a huff.

Su Li sighed inwardly, the path of fate was indeed terrifying.

After this little interlude...

The ribbon-cutting ceremony ended smoothly, thankfully without any major blunders.

Chilov led a group of people onto the carriage, the luncheon was already prepared.

Su Li, sensing something, found an excuse to slip away to a deserted corner. A cold wind blew, and within Su Li's spiritual vision, a large fat squirrel emerged from the spirit realm, holding a small folded piece of paper in its hand.

"Is this the captain's messenger?!"

Taking the message from the fat squirrel spirit, the squirrel bowed and quickly disappeared.

Su Li unfolded the paper, inside were only a few hastily scribbled lines:

"South District Museum, evil spirit class sealed object, high danger level, come quickly."