Chapter 89

At this time, Su Ximu clearly still did not know that he had already been ‘wanted.’ In his dungeon space, after the first little mountain crow successfully hatched, the other little mountain crows that had already reached the hatching stage were stirred up by the commotion and began anxiously pecking at their shells one after another.

The little mountain crows hatched one by one. In this space that still seemed empty for the time being, Mountain Crow 4091 remained somewhat uneasy and reserved as he carefully observed his surroundings.

The moment he had led the little mountain crows away from the cliff, he had clearly seen his entire body enveloped in white light. This power carried a warmth, entirely different from the fierce flames below the cliff.

He knew the source of this power.

It was from the one who had used power to mark him at the entrance of the cram school.

He had never known that being ’employed’ by those powerful Weirds and becoming their employee came with such benefits.

In his understanding, no Weird would step in for their dungeon employees. Inside dungeons, it was very common for employees to devour each other.

In this short time, Mountain Crow 4091 could not help but self-examine himself. After examining for a long time, he still could not find any reason why he was worth saving.

He was not powerful, nor particularly smart. At school, he was also a prickly Weird who often angered the teachers.

Don’t let his current appearance sitting on the ground fool anyone—he looked like a big lump. If he took off the human skin clothing on his body, the nutritional value of his original form might only be equivalent to four or five of the little mountain crows nearby combined.

Mountain Crow 4091 could not figure it out, but at this moment, he was indeed safe.

But what came next?

Mountain Crow 4091 did not have much confidence.

It was amid Mountain Crow 4091’s anxious mental activities that Su Ximu’s figure suddenly appeared beside the group of freshly hatched little mountain crows.

The first little mountain crow to hatch had already eaten half of its eggshell. Visibly, it had grown a little larger, and the down feathers belonging to a chick had become even fluffier.

It looked just like a little coal ball with exploded fur.

The human figure that suddenly appeared beside it startled the little mountain crow that had been pecking around the edge of its eggshell from inside. The entire ball wobbled backward like a roly-poly toy.

But before it could fully topple over, a pair of fair and slender hands gently steadied it.

Outside, Su Ximu had watched the little mountain crows hatching for quite a while through the connection between himself and the dungeon, like monitoring surveillance footage. In the end, he could not hold back. With a thought, he tried appearing inside the dungeon.

The instant he appeared in the dungeon, Su Ximu suddenly had the illusion that he was about to ascend the throne and become emperor.

Because he felt that in this small world, he seemed omnipotent.

However, this was ultimately just an illusion. At the very least, he could not truly change this small world into whatever he wanted with just a thought.

That required powerful strength or long-term construction as support.

Though he could not immediately achieve things like casually moving mountains and filling seas with a flick of his fingers like in a game, noticing a little mountain crow about to fall and steadying it was very easy.

After steadying the little mountain crow, Su Ximu, who had already squatted down, could not help but glance at it again.

He had never seen such a plump little bird before.

However, even as he was drawn to the plump little bird, he did not forget Mountain Crow 4091, who had already stood up respectfully yet reservedly not far away.

Mountain Crow 4091’s attitude reminded Su Ximu of the Tourist Garden employees at the beginning, the undisguisable worship and fanaticism they showed when speaking of the Park Chief.

But a few days ago, Third Brother had already told him that this Park Chief, who was extremely revered by his employees, never had more than four orange mushrooms under him according to the Red-Orange-Yellow-Green-Cyan-Blue-Purple-Gray ranking.

Because the mushroom Weirds in the Tourist Garden were both his employees and his reserve food.

Su Ximu knew in his heart that Mountain Crow 4091 was a Weird native to the Weird World. His understanding of the relationship between dungeon owners and employees might not be easy to change. So, seeing Mountain Crow 4091’s current behavior, he was not in a hurry to make him change anything.

He simply asked in his usual tone of voice when speaking to people what dangerous thing had happened to Mountain Crow 4091 earlier.

After confirming that the BOSS in front of him had truly reached out to help because he had sensed the danger, Mountain Crow 4091 still could not help but be stunned for several seconds.

It was not until the BOSS asked again that he snapped back to his senses and hurriedly answered the BOSS’s question.

As a result, he accidentally spilled everything from beginning to end, including his initial cursing and grumbling.

Only after finishing did Mountain Crow 4091 snap back and could not help but close his eyes in despair.

Heavens, he had planned to perform well in front of his first BOSS since becoming a Weird!

Meanwhile, Su Ximu saw Mountain Crow 4091 like this and thought he was reliving that perilous scene after recounting it.

Thus, he spoke in comfort. “Since it’s so dangerous outside, you can stay here with the little mountain crows for now. Anyway… anyway, um… you’re also my second dungeon employee.”

Dungeon employees all lived in the dungeon anyway.

Raising little Weirds was actually much simpler than raising real children. As long as there was a place to live, once the ecosystem in the dungeon was fully established, the little Weirds did not even need to eat and could live in the dungeon.

Hearing that the BOSS truly allowed him to join with these little burdens, not exaggerating, Mountain Crow 4091’s eyes lit up in an instant.

Perhaps because these little ones were all rescued from the fire by him, Mountain Crow 4091 now faced the little mountain crows with a mindset like that of a dad.

“BOSS, what is my next job? Don’t worry, no matter what work it is, I will definitely complete it seriously!” Mountain Crow 4091 stood straight with chest puffed out. Unlike his previous passive fanaticism toward Mountain Crow 02, he now truly wanted to work hard for the BOSS.

But he did not know that the BOSS he now wholeheartedly wanted to repay still saw him as child labor.

Thus, facing the sparkling eyes of the boy across from him who was at most fifteen or sixteen years old, Su BOSS pondered for a moment, looked at the barren dungeon environment around them with nothing much to tidy, and issued his first work order. “Um… then you can tidy this place up a bit.”

Tidy up, clean—that was not construction for the dungeon?

He had learned about that in extracurricular books!

“Yes! BOSS!” Mountain Crow 4091 responded loudly with full vigor.

When leaving, Su Ximu really could not hold back. He picked up a little coal ball from the dungeon and showed it to Second Brother and Ox Grandpa.

Big Brother and Third Brother were not home at the moment.

After Old Man heard the origin of this little coal ball, he even smiled and said, “Xiao Mu, things must be lively on your side now. These little birds are pretty capable.”

The Mountain Crow family, like their distant relatives the Raven Family, were all well-known craftsman families in the Weird World. The Mountain Crows of Tanzhong City were also one of the more elite branches of the Mountain Crow family.

Whether building structures or constructing dungeons, they were quite skilled, and their efficiency was relatively high.

There were even several Mountain Crow employees in the Su Consortium’s Construction Department who had passed tests and trials to successfully stay on in the conglomerate.

Su Ximu had no specific concept yet of what Ox Grandpa meant by capable. He looked at the little coal ball he had brought out all at once onto the lawn, Little Ah Huang, the two hamsters, and the little green mushroom placed on the stone table. He took out his phone, snapped a photo of these little guys, and sent it to the family group.

Big Brother and Third Brother always reminded him whenever they went out to post more daily updates in the group.

Ox Grandpa was also in this group. He had not used his phone much before, but now it was almost always with him.

Su Consortium

Conference Room

The heads of various departments only saw the boss smoothly conclude the agenda before casually picking up the phone on the table. A smile appeared on his usually cold and stern face.

Because the boss had not yet spoken, even though the meeting had ended, they did not dare leave on their own. They could only sit in their seats and wait.

A few minutes later, the boss put down his phone, clearly in an even better mood than before.

The Information Department minister, sitting in the third seat to the right of the conference table, suddenly heard the boss ask, “I remember, you also have a younger brother who’s about to graduate from university, right?”

The Information Department minister immediately nodded, appearing flattered at the same time. He had not expected the busy boss to even remember his family matters!

As he responded, he humbly added, “He’s no good, almost graduated from university and still reaching out to the family for money. Not like the Little Young Master, who went to do a summer job at such a young age.”

Su Xuanxiao made no particular comment on this. He simply adjusted his plain glasses and said flatly, “No matter what, as long as the child likes it.”

With that, he did not linger in the conference room and left straight away.

This left the other department heads in the conference room exchanging glances, adding even more weight in their hearts to this Little Young Master.

The Information Department mobilizing en masse before, along with their conglomerate-exclusive promotion channel, had long since spread through the head office with all the causes and effects.

Not long after, before everyone could even leave the conference room, an assistant from the President’s Office entered again.

The heads thought the boss had more instructions and once again opened their folders with serious attitudes.

Instead, they heard the assistant announce that, to commemorate their Su Consortium’s Little Young Master successfully opening his first dungeon yesterday, the President’s Office had urgently designed and printed a batch of commemorative postcards.

All company employees could go to the Finance Department to collect the postcards and a celebratory red envelope issued by the President’s Office.

In short: the boss was happy and was handing out money today. Limited quantity, first come first served.

At the same time, this notice was also sent to the company’s general work group.

Once the notice was released, the Finance Department’s doorstep was nearly trampled flat.

What did currency represent in the Weird World?

It represented power!

Construction Department employees whose offices were close to the Finance Department held postcards in their left hands and thick red envelopes in their right, feeling the thickness of the red envelopes. They almost wanted to go home and enshrine the postcards.

Some employees carefully examined the postcard in their hands.

The Little Young Master’s specific appearance did not appear on it. The President’s Office would not be so indiscreet as to print the Little Young Master’s portrait.

On the palm-sized postcard, pale white light spots fluttered like snowflakes in winter, carrying a serene and romantic atmosphere.

Some employees began to wonder, “Hey, what do you think this printed on the postcard represents?”

The employee asked pocketed the postcard and red envelope carefully, then gave a somewhat disdainful look to his slow colleague. “You’re dumb. What else could it be but something related to the Little Young Master?”

Pale white, clearly not naturally occurring light spots—what else could it be but the manifestation of the Little Young Master’s power?

The employee was just about to voice his guess when his words suddenly halted, followed by his weird body shuddering!

He hurriedly pulled another wrinkled piece of paper from his pocket and unfolded it.

It was unmistakably a wanted poster he had picked up on his way to work.

This Construction Department employee froze in place and looked at the wanted poster back and forth several times. His molars ground audibly.

He turned his head, like a mad hyena searching for prey, and finally locked onto his target.

Thus, under everyone’s watchful eyes, many Construction Department employees looked on with strange expressions, thinking this colleague had probably gone mad.

A new employee who had just joined not long ago actually dared to attack the group leader?

Mountain Crow 15 also felt utterly baffled, followed immediately by anger at being offended by a subordinate.

If it weren’t for the company rules prohibiting employees from killing each other—with major conflicts needing to be resolved by the security department—he could have torn this subordinate, who dared to provoke him in front of all the employees, apart right then!

Even if he couldn’t kill him now, he still had to teach him a lesson.

Mountain Crow 15 snapped back to his senses and was about to retort.

But he saw that subordinate, who had headbutted his stomach, fling a piece of paper onto him with an indignant expression.

“You Mountain Crows have such guts! You actually dared to issue a warrant for Little Young Master!”

“I’m reporting this! I’m going to the President’s Office!”

What?

What warrant? What warrant for Little Young Master?!

Mountain Crow 15, who had been working overtime at the company all yesterday, instinctively unfolded the paper. Once he clearly saw the contents, he felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck his head.

Behind Mountain Crow 15, several players who were clearing a dungeon exchanged glances with each other.

What’s going on?

Did the Weirds start infighting?