Summary
I am Ye Qing. Lucky I found a [Monster Factory] application. This bunch of super-strong monsters is individually comparable to over 100 human beings, and they bring all kinds of skills! Efficiency? With the skill processing speed +300, you still want to compete? Precision? *cough, cough* Bring me that legendary dial caliper, let’s show them what absolute precision really means.
Ye Qing: When, us, men want to be successful, we pull out our wallets.
Monsters: Don’t play those malice games with us. The creation of ultimate machinery is our love and life. These impenetrable bodies are our tools of the trade. A 20 meter tall, overly buffed, savage-looking monsters hold on to an ultimate cutting machine and yelled at the sky: “I am not targeting anyone specifically! Rather I am telling you all that, everything, in front of me and my tools, is, nothing, but tr*sh!” This is a novel creative by a Chinese author not is one of the great American novels like another. To solve this question what author wrote his last novel in crayon? you should read at the end of this novel for get the answer.