Chapter 441 Temporary Workers

After all, he is still a mountain ghost, and he works part-time as an apprentice-level alchemist. Even though he specializes in metals, he still knows something about other common materials.

After discovering that Huai Shi was not the kind of cute guy who always had a blank look in his eyes and didn't know what to ask, the middle-aged man's expression suddenly relaxed a little.

"right."

He took a big sip directly from the wine bottle, wiped his mouth, and sighed unhappily: "They are everywhere, and they are especially annoying this year. There are so many...so fucking many."

Invasive species.

Huai Shi can understand that although this thing is useful, if it is not done well, it may grow everywhere, even squeezing the living space of other plants.

"Is there no native species that can be targeted?" he asked.

"The bastards at the Ministry of Ecology introduced new species and eliminated most of the local psyllids, otherwise they wouldn't be so annoying this year."

When the middle-aged man said this, he slapped his head in embarrassment and stretched out his hand towards Huai Shi: "What do you call it?"

"Sophora poems."

Huai Shi shook hands with him and heard his name: "Ali, just call me Ali - I'm sorry for treating you as an unlearned guy."

"It's okay."

Huai Shi could understand that the other party regarded her as the kind of guy who relied on his reputation, so he didn't care, but asked directly: "I heard you have a job here."

"Yes." Ali nodded and pointed at Long Can, "Deal with this."

"You mean to pinch off the dragons here?"

"It can't be stopped." Ali shook his head. "Those ghosts are growing crazy now. Even if they mobilize all the sublimators of the Forestry Association, they can't stop them. We can only find a way to re-train their natural enemies."

As he spoke, he took out his glasses from his pocket, put them on, took out a notebook, opened it, looked at the pile of to-do items on it, and asked, "What job do you want?"

"Just odd jobs will do." Huai Shi said, "It's best if it's effortless. Is there anything like this?"

"Yes, yes...but it won't make much money."

"Actually, it's just a way to go." Huai Shi shrugged: "I plan to go from Jakarta to Madura. It would be best if I can help along the way."

Ali fell silent.

Soon, he raised his head and looked outside the wooden house, shouting loudly: "Tawfik, Taufik! Bring a jar of the new type of white rice seeds!"

The voice was so loud that it shook a layer of dust from the roof beams.

Soon, a young man came in with an aluminum box the size of a tea can and placed it in front of Huai Shi.

After opening it, it was filled with seeds the size of rice grains, like grass seeds.

"What's this?"

Huaishi didn't recognize it.

"Preparations before proceeding with follow-up work." Ali explained: "Before a new species of psyllid population is cultivated, the impact of dragon oak must be delayed slightly. This is what the group of druids used to fertilize the land. If you get high, you will die quickly, but it will be difficult to live.”

As he spoke, he looked at Huai Shi and said nothing more.

It was as if he was examining his abilities.

Can you plant it?

Huai Shi touched her pocket, took out the tweezers from her tool bag, picked one, put it in her hand, and observed it carefully. He has never seen this thing and cannot guarantee it.

But what was unexpected was that after just rubbing his fingers with a little sweat from Huai Shi's hand, the seed actually sprouted.

He didn't even use the mountain ghost's ability.

He breathed a sigh of relief and laughed: "It's not that difficult."

"..."

After a short silence, Ali finally put away the shock in his eyes, looked at Huai Shi carefully, and nodded after a long time.

"Okay, since Tiral introduced you here, with his guarantee, there is no need for you to sign the contract." Ali nodded and asked, "When can work start?"

"at any time."

Huai Shi replied, reaching out and taking out his ID from his trouser pocket: "And, there is no need to trouble Mr. Tilar to vouch for it. I have something that can prove my identity and credit."

An exquisite document with a black cover, engraved with the heraldry of a world surrounded by thorns.

After opening it, there is a frontal photo of Huai Shi and the dove of peace seal of the Astronomical Society, which proves his identity as a registered military attaché and also gives him the qualification to carry weapons and walk freely between the present world, the border and hell.

Ali took a breath of air and froze on the spot. Tiral was not much better, and his hand almost shook the wine out of the glass.

The two people looked at each other in disbelief.

‘Why are you so proud that you got such a big guy to come and help you? '

‘I didn’t even know that the confused little brother I met by chance was from the Astronomical Society! '

Their expressions suddenly became extremely wonderful.

Fortunately, they have no prejudice or resistance against Huai Shi, a certified executioner - after all, in Indonesia, there is no big pedigree. What can ensure the basic human rights and life of the sublime are the rules set by the Astronomical Society.

This is equivalent to an enthusiastic old man introducing a young man to work part-time at an old acquaintance's place, but he didn't expect that the young man who came to move bricks was a passing criminal police captain...

Seeing them hesitating to speak and wanting to speak, Huai Shi suppressed a smile, and the bit of pretentiousness in the dark corner of his heart was satisfied.

"Ahem, since you are from the Astronomical Society, there is no need to worry."

After a long time, Ali replied awkwardly and pushed the box over: "As long as you find a place to plant these along the way. I can advance the reward. How much do you want?"

"If you just throw a few seeds along the way, it won't take much effort—"

Huai Shi held the box and pondered for a moment before saying, "If you really want to reward me, just answer me a question."

He looked at Ali in front of him and asked seriously:

"What does it mean to you to be an Ascendant?"

"..."

Ali looked back at Tiral and asked in a low voice: "Where did you find a poet?"

"Young people are always curious about the world." Tilar shrugged: "He needs some insights from his predecessors. At least I hope you won't be stingy with such a little language."

As if he had been defeated, Ali shrugged, shook his head and replied: "It doesn't mean anything."

Huai Shi didn't speak any more.

Just looking at him with a calm and indifferent expression, waiting patiently.

Until he couldn't hold it anymore, he suppressed his irritation and took a deep breath.

"Well, although I don't know what the great master of your Astronomical Society thinks, in my opinion, the Ascended One means nothing to me, it's just a job, do you understand?"

He pointed at the mess on the floor in the office, "I went from being an alcoholic forest ranger who was driven to the shelf, to running a lumber mill. I have to take care of my old brothers who were unemployed before, and I have to find ways to maintain the forest." The ecological balance here... is too troublesome, young people, it’s terribly troublesome.”

"Didn't you make any money?" Huai Shi asked.

"I've earned it, so what?"

Ali was amused and pointed outside the house: "What's the use of money in a remote place like this? I use public funds to call a woman for door-to-door service once a week, double tip, but what about more? Here is There is nothing in the mountains, young man, that requires less money than a lumberjack."

"..." Huai Shi was stunned for a long time, "Has your life not changed at all?"

"Yes, there have indeed been a lot of changes, but when change is really needed - what can it change?"

In front of this Sophora japonica, Ali turned his arms into thick branches. Under the thick bark, there was amazing power. What was even more frightening was that the entire lumber camp and the entire mountain forest were faintly resonating with him.

This is his home court.

"There is nothing wrong with it being a power, and there is nothing wrong with it being magical, but what is its use?"

Ali sneered at this and asked: "Can it make my ex-wife, who was heartbroken by me, change her mind? Can it make my two children believe that their father really loves them from the bottom of his heart?"

My eldest son and youngest daughter are not even willing to have a meal with me - in their eyes, I will always be the alcoholic father who brings them fear and pain, a trouble that only brings shame... …

Yes, I know, I deserve it, I brought it upon myself, young people, they hate me and won’t even invite me to their wedding.

This cannot be changed by any force or miracle, unless I go back in time and beat up the bastard named Ali twenty years ago and tell that idiot to cherish everything he has. But even if time goes back, will I be able to face them?

I screwed up once, I screwed up twice, I screwed up all my chances, and by the time I started to regret it, everything was already irreversible. "

Ali stretched his fingers, rolled up the liquor on the table, raised his head, drank it all, and threw the bottle out of the window in annoyance, spreading it on the chair.

Staring at the photo frame on the table and his former family, he became tired and helpless, and laughed to himself: "Life is not something that can be changed with power, is it?"

Huaishi's poems are speechless.

"This is the answer you want, Mr. Huaishi. I have already made a fool of myself in front of a young man I met for the first time. Now please give me the last fig leaf, take your reward, and leave as soon as possible."

Ali took out a car key from his pocket and put it on the table: "There is a car outside, filled with gas. You can use it as you like, as long as you drop it at the Forestry Association branch in Madura."

"Thanks."

Huai Shi picked up the car keys and thanked her sincerely.

"This is your reward," Ali said.

"No, I mean your honesty." Huai Shi said seriously: "You can lie or not answer."

"Just consider yourself lucky."

Ali waved his hand irritably, signaling him to leave quickly. Tilar shrugged, nodded to Huai Shi and said goodbye, pointing to the depressed Ali next to him. He wanted to stay here to comfort his old friend.

Before leaving, Huai Shi opened her mouth to say something, but after thinking for a moment, she obediently closed her mouth.

What power and experience does he have to shamelessly instruct others on how to face life?

After nodding his thanks, he opened the door and left.

When I got on the bus, I received a message from Tilal, a phone number: If you go to Madura, you can visit this guy. He is a Latin teacher in a middle school and always thinks of something. There are some things that we call philosophers privately, and they may inspire you.

'I will. '

After Huai Shi finished replying, she looked up at the huge off-road vehicle in front of her and raised her eyebrows.

He rubbed his hands together expectantly.

It’s great to have a free car ride...

Completely ignoring the fact that he had no driver's license or driving experience, Huai Shi stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

On the road!

All kinds of sublimators, all kinds of troubles and pains, when you return to the earth, you will always have to face a lot of helplessness. I try harder not to be too watery. Originally, I wanted to let Xiao Huaishi enjoy the meal all the way, but after thinking about it... Even if this guy sells his face, he won't be able to get along, right? Headache……

(By the way, Bai Ze, the new official, took office and held an event to test the water. I hope everyone will support it~