Chapter 29 - 9: Janitor? Young Brother, Step Back a Bit
Whoa... this efficiency is almost catching up with a professional demolition team.
Lin Miao was astounded by the players’ efficiency, but when he saw their results, he couldn’t stay calm.
Because without professional skills and equipment, high efficiency often means no quality.
That bar... how should I put it... it’s like a pile of mismatched colored steel tiles and wooden planks forcibly held together with tape and glue, a piece of junk that would fall apart with a kick.
The composite boards, roughly cut and not even polished, were assembled with brute force. Even with a ruler for assistance, there were gaps between pieces, small ones about 1-2mm and larger ones up to a finger’s width. Boards that couldn’t fit were hammered in, and parts that might topple were nailed firmly to the existing bar walls, resulting in a surface full of patches.
I doubt even the poorest homeless person would dare stay inside, for fear that the house might collapse and bury them while they sleep. It’s cyberpunk turned wasteland punk.
[System... are you sure this thing can work?]
Lin Miao felt it was karma; perhaps he should have hired a professional construction team instead of exploiting free players.