nucmednet Chapter 74: Transforming an unfinished building into a towering skyscraper, stunning flight attendan
Chapter 74: Transforming an unfinished building into a towering skyscraper, stunning flight attendan
Following the direction Ouyang Xue pointed with her broken broom, Lin Xian's gaze fell on the few dusty cement pillars in the center of the county town.
That was a 500 million yuan unfinished building project that he had casually bought a few months ago to slap his mean-spirited relatives in the face.
I bought it and then left it there to collect dust. Compared to this dazzling technological kingdom in the sky, it really looks like a few moldy fire sticks.
Lin Xian leaned back in the rocking chair and stretched, thinking that this rich family's young lady wasn't very good at sweeping, but her aesthetic sense was passable.
He brought up the azure blue holographic panel in mid-air and casually swiped his slender fingers across the screen a couple of times.
System, release that swarm of bored nanoengineering insects from the underground hangar and reshape that pile of cement piles for me.
With his languid command, a deep hum resounded from the depths of Qingshui County.
A silvery-white metallic storm erupted from the ground, like a reverse silver tornado, instantly enveloping the unfinished buildings.
The blackened steel bars and moss-covered cement blocks couldn't withstand the nanoscale gnawing for even a second, and were directly decomposed into basic molecular structures.
To the astonishment of the entire county, a towering cyberpunk-style building rose from the ground.
The tower's exterior walls are made entirely of one-way transparent dark matter glass, with a deep blue energy flow running through its surface, resembling a breathing galaxy.
The tower pierces the clouds, its top firmly connecting to the floating manor ten thousand meters above the ground, forming a unique passage connecting heaven and earth.
Ouyang Xue dropped the broom in her hand onto the asphalt road with a thud, hitting her toes with their delicately painted nails without her noticing.
This young lady from a wealthy family, who regarded money as dirt, had her worldview shattered once again by Lin Xian's ability to create miracles with ease.
Ma Hualong's hand holding the thermos cup trembled, and the scalding hot goji berry water splashed directly onto his crotch, burning him so much that he did a tap dance on the spot.
The young people in the village held up their phones and started a live broadcast for everyone, and the entire internet was instantly flooded with a dense barrage of exclamation marks.
Netizens flooded the screen with comments, marveling that Xian Shen was building the Tower of Babel, and that even if Dubai were sold, it wouldn't be enough to build even half a floor.
This isn't just an unfinished building; it's clearly the Southern Gate to Heaven, where countless people are crying out to become bricklayers in Qingshui County.
Lin Xian yawned, thinking that the tower was quite spacious, just the right amount of all the high-tech equipment that couldn't fit in the underground hangar could be moved in and left to gather dust.
The building is finished, but I can't possibly press the floor buttons myself for these dozens of floors; that would be too much of a strain on my hands.
Mu Qingxue walked over in high heels. Hearing the boss's complaint, she immediately took out her tablet and posted job information on the dark web.
Less than half an hour after the job posting was released, several Boeing passenger planes hurriedly landed on the temporary tarmac outside the special economic zone.
Hundreds of stunningly beautiful flight attendants, each with a tall figure and pulling designer suitcases, disembarked from the plane with synchronized catwalks.
They were first-class cabin crew members who had just been laid off due to the collapse of a multinational airline.
Elite flight attendants who used to serve wine to billionaires at 10,000 meters altitude are now lining up in long queues at the foot of the Tower of Babel to compete for an elevator operator position.
In an attempt to push her way forward, a blonde, blue-eyed Russian flight attendant even knocked out her competitor by throwing her Hermès bag at him.
Zhou Bapi and his security team maintained order on the side. Looking at this group of stunningly beautiful long legs, he almost drooled down to his belt.
He never dreamed that he would be able to use a stun gun to direct a group of top international flight attendants to line up.
Su Qinghan sat in front of the holographic monitor, raising her eyebrows as she screened the resumes, finally keeping the twenty girls who were the sweetest-looking and had the most humble service attitude.
The flight attendants who weren't selected squatted down at the foot of the Tower of Babel and cried their hearts out, insisting on staying in the Special Economic Zone as cleaners or sweepers.
Ouyang Xue walked over with a broken broom, coldly shooing away the crying women and asserting her dominant position as the top cleaning lady.
The twenty stunningly beautiful flight attendants who were selected changed into futuristic uniforms specially designed by Bai Qianqian.
The silver-white fitted mini skirts are made of temperature-controlled memory material, clinging tightly to their enviable curves, and the thighs are also adorned with futuristic floating leg rings.
They worked in two shifts, standing in the transparent, anti-gravity elevator of the Tower of Babel, their flawless, sweet smiles making them the most beautiful sight in Qingshui County.
Village chief Wang Fugui strolled around the tower with his hands behind his back, watching the pretty girls moving up and down in the glass elevator, his old face beaming with a smile.
Xianwazi has such high aesthetic sense; he even made an elevator operator look like a fairy descended from heaven. Our village has really made the whole universe proud this time.
Lin Xian lay on a rocking chair in the backyard, looking at the newly delivered chilled watermelon in his hand, and expressed his satisfaction with the quality of the new employees.
With these attractive flight attendants pressing the elevator buttons, my mood will be much better when I go downstairs for a stroll.
Xia Anran walked over with a plate of freshly cut fruit, pouting her rosy lips, seemingly feeling a sense of crisis about the long legs of the women downstairs.
Actresses Chu Yiyi and Shen Youran also came over, grabbing Lin Xian's arm to compare whose uniform looked better.
Lin Xian took a bite of the sweet watermelon, and was just about to try to dodge this potentially disastrous question when the surrounding light suddenly dimmed.
Lin Xian keenly sensed something was wrong; this wasn't the optical shielding effect activated by his artificial little moon.
The once clear and azure sky was like a polluted canvas, quickly covered with a sickly yellowish-brown.
A oppressive atmosphere swirled over Qingshui County, so thick that even the wind seemed to have stopped moving, and the whole world felt as if it had been thrown into a giant, stuffy can.
The humidity in the air plummeted, and even the air we breathed in had a dry, dusty smell that stung our throats.
The leaves of the few mutated peach trees on the edge of the manor, which were growing well, began to curl and turn yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Zhong Xiaoai rushed out of the underground laboratory barefoot, without even putting on shoes, holding a detector that was emitting a piercing alarm.
Her gold-rimmed glasses were covered with a thin layer of yellow dust, and her breathing was rapid, like a broken bellows.
Tang Wu also ran out, and seeing the drought index soaring on the monitoring panel, she anxiously tugged at her white coat.
This unreasonable heatwave and drought swept across the entire Asian tectonic plate, and meteorological satellites even captured images of large areas of reservoirs drying up.
Boss, the county's weather station just issued a red alert for a once-in-a-century severe drought!
If it doesn't rain within five hours, all the vegetation outside the Special Economic Zone will wither and die in this level of severe weather!
Lin Xian tossed the watermelon he had just peeled back onto the plate, his brow furrowing slightly. This awful weather was really determined to ruin his afternoon tea.
Even the peach blossoms in his yard dared to wilt in the sun; God must have eaten the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard.
Lin Xian stood up, patted the juice off his hands, and took out the crystal key that could control interstellar weapons from his pocket.
What's all the fuss about? Since God is reluctant to let it rain, I'll go up and bleed it dry.