Chapter 8: Chapter 8: Peng Ho’s Goons
Now that the tree was all chopped up, Shen Yuan faced another problem.
How to transport the chopped wood?
He did not have any carriage or ropes, and if he left the wood unattended, he was sure someone would take some from his pile, or all.
Original Shen Yuan also faced this problem, but he had no choice but to do the manual labor. Going back and forth many times left him too tired to do anything.
’What to do...’ Shen Yuan looked around to see if there was someone who could help him, but in this sect he could trust no one.
While searching around, his eyes landed on an old banyan tree. The tree was tall and majestic. What’s more, it had strong vines hanging from it.
"This is it." Twirling the axe in his hands, he got to work. Shen Yuan chopped down several thick and thin vines.
Then he used some of the wood to create plans and rods from his chopped pile. Shen Yuan only needed to submit 100 kg of load, and he had enough to play around with.
With his ammeter skills and modern knowledge of knots and crafting, he created a makeshift carrier cart. it had two handles and a long body with a side guard, but there was one thing it did not have: wheels.
"Guess I have to drag it back." With a resigned sigh, Shen Yuan filled the pull cart with his stock and then wrapped the vines all around it, preventing it from falling down as he lifted the cart from the front.
As he took the first step, the wood scraped against the ground, leaving a trail in the dirt.
He did not even have to try; dragging such a weight was easy for him. Thanks to the disappearance of the people watching, Shen Yuan did not even have to hide his power and dragged it back easily until he saw someone along the way.
...
"This is enough." Within a warehouse behind the servant hall, a middle-aged woman with a cold face and wrinkles around her eyes and lips recorded Shen Yuan’s daily quote of wood.
Her voice was colder than her expression. She did not even bother to give a servant like him another glance.
But when she saw his makeshift carriage, she added. "Leave that behind as well."
Shen Yuan wanted to object, but her tone and gaze left no space for discussion. So in the end, he had to walk out of there with nothing but his axe.
"I still have to eat something, and not to mention there is that task of cleaning the toilet." Looking at the sun, Shen Yuan determined that it was now past 12 pm or something, but he was not sure how time worked in this world since there were no clocks or calendars.
Grrrrrr....
Feeling the growing sense of hunger, Shen Yuan decided to eat first before doing the other task. Since he had already submitted the wood, he could eat without any troubles.
To obtain food, Shen Yuan had to visit the market. The only way to enter the market was to submit the daily quota and obtain a ticket that only worked for one day.
Shen Yuan had brought the some of the savings the previous owner of his body had saved. It amounted to a total of 10 Gird of the total 100 he had.
Gird was a precious metal found on their planet, which was universally used as a commodity by the mortals. It was like any other coin, but it was crimson in color.
’Just like gold, huh?’ Twirling one coin between his fingers, Shen Yuan made his way to the market. ’I can also look for some techniques while I am there. Who knows maybe I will be lucky—’
"Yo! Look, who do we have here..." Before he could finish thinking, a voice trailed into Shen Yuan’s path, blocking his way. He raised his head to look up and saw a group of three men standing before him. "It’s that bug we always crush and always come back to life."
"It’s called ’cockroach,’ Pang Tu." Shi Jin laughed along with the goons he brought along. One of them was a bald young man with eyes too wide for his face, and the other young man had small black hair and a pair of black eyes. He had his ears pierced with an earring made of Gird, the same material as the coin Shen Yuan was holding.
"What do you want, Shi Jin? Shen Yuan stepped forward and faced the young man without fear. Even the old Shen Yuan never showed any fear towards them even when he was beaten by them. He just never had power to face them.
"What could a poor bum like you even offer me? Shi Jin laughed at Shen Jin, placing a hand on his shoulder like they were friends. "I heard you are working hard. How about giving some of the money you earned along with your daily pass? Maybe I will forget I ever saw you."
Shen Yuan looked in his eyes with a dull look and asked, "Why? Your master does not give you bones to chew on anymore? "
"You! " Zhu Wei, the black-haired young man with earrings, raised his voice sharply, but Shi Jin shot him down with a glance.
"You should watch what you say, man. We are all friends here; we should help each other out." He looked back at Shen Yuan and offered a polite smile, which looked hypocritical on his face.
"I don’t have time to be your sugar daddy; go annoy someone else, midget." Slapping his hand away, Shen Yuan tried to step around the group, but a hand blocked his way once more.
"We gave you a chance, boy." Zhu Wei grinned before punching Shen Yuan right in the face. Even though it was a casual punch, he was pushed several feet back and fell on the ground.
This time, Shi Jin did not stop Zhu Wei. He just turned around and left with the bald man after leaving instructions for Zhu Wei. "Make sure he understands our lord’s intentions this time."
