To ascend, I had no choice but to create games - Chapter 377
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Chapter 377: Chapter 231 We’ve Come to Demand Our Pay! (Second Update)_3
The line could be used, but for some unknown reason, the raw materials would change hands four or five times, with most of them ending up as scrap due to this process, causing consumption to skyrocket.
If it were just one, it might be fine, but unnoticed, many production lines handled by the external Teddy Bears began to malfunction, all experiencing a rapid increase in the rate of defective goods.
These defective products were sent directly to the recycling furnace, but the recycling furnace was also full of faults, so no one knew where the materials ended up being recycled to.
But compared to other places, these materials could still be used, so the management system had no choice but to tolerate it.
Although the management system had prepared for a prolonged war, even for failure, the development of events still caught it by surprise.
The Moderate Faction and the Radical Faction were fighting again.
Originally, they had ceased hostilities due to the appearance of the management system and were preparing to jointly confront it.
But on the issue of who would take the lead, they had once again diverged, with their ace teams fighting fiercely on the sidelines, making the Gong Gong Mecha feel as if it perhaps should not have been there.
And when the factions finally ceased fighting, the ace units of both sides were nearly wiped out, with a large number of Artifact Spirits reduced to chip form.
At that moment, what should have been an overwhelming situation turned into the Gong Gong Mecha’s dominance, as the three-way battle came to a dramatic end.
This situation not only left the management system dumbfounded but also Tai Yin and the Military Governor.
After receiving the battle report, the Military Governor cursed loudly, and Tai Yin couldn’t help but call for the battle recordings, watching them over a dozen times before finally exclaiming, “What on Earth were they thinking!”
“I don’t know either,” the management system muttered. “I thought I had seen it all, that I had encountered all the fools in the world, but today my eyes were truly opened.”
To one side, the Military Governor uttered every swear word he could think of and then, panting heavily, asked, “Where’s the leader of the Radical Faction?”
“Reduced to a chip.”
“Good, that bastard should have thought of today when he made me self-destruct! How many non-chip Artifact Spirits are left? All of them, including the Moderate Faction.”
“Counting you all, there should be twenty. Most of the others are already in chip form; it seems they exhausted all their trump cards this time. Odd, weren’t those trump cards supposed to be used against me? Are they all idiots?”
The Military Governor closed his eyes, feeling like he was about to crash.
Although he was dissatisfied with the Radical Faction leader for making him self-destruct, he did not wish to extend his vengeance to other members.
After all, they held lofty ideals, which were to venture into the outside world, to pursue the footsteps of Far Traveler.
But now, there were only about a dozen left…
At that moment, the Military Governor finally understood why civil war was so excruciating because, in the end, it was damaging to everyone involved.
Meanwhile, the management system looked at the empty and silent steel fortress, reflecting on how it ended up being the last one standing.
Indeed, even Artifact Spirits need luck.
And I truly am the chosen one, blessed with such good fortune.
But just as it had this thought, it noticed a Mecha nearly the same size as Gong Gong emerging from the bottom of the factory, swaying over to face it.
Gong Gong looked at the huge Mecha in confusion and discovered it was filled with Teddy Bears.
These Teddy Bears looked on emotionlessly, staring fiercely at the Gong Gong Mecha as if they were about to tear it to shreds the next second.
And on the back of the Mecha, two banners were unfurled:
“Freeloading is shameful, against natural justice!”
“Management system, we’ve come to ask for our wages!”