Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 803 - 50 We Need to Start an Engineering Project

Wang Yunxiao followed Li Yu to find the Navy, and they were carrying bricks at the construction site. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Literally carrying bricks at the construction site.

The supervisor was a Tauren, introduced by Li Yu as being from Olympus.

A professional construction engineer with a visa, but because his appearance differed too much from humans, he couldn’t find work in Tianmen City and ended up here.

The Navy soldiers, after staying in Sun Family Town for two days, had spent all their money.

They had no choice but to work odd jobs to earn some living expenses.

"Reinforcements? Where are the reinforcements I asked for?"

Navy platoon leader Xu Baochuan, upon seeing Wang Yunxiao, immediately asked about reinforcements, leaving Wang Yunxiao baffled.

Not my guy... The leader sent me to find you, and here you are asking me for reinforcements?

What are you guys even here for?

"We came to catch smuggling ships, accidentally got dragged here, no food, no ammo, the only thing we have left are sticks for lighting fires!"

Talking about his predicament, Captain Xu’s voice choked up.

"What the hell is your Special Service Bureau even doing? You don’t even reply to messages. If it weren’t for running into Old Gus here, we’d be begging for food on the streets!"

What is the Special Service Bureau doing?

Busy with deportation work.

Old Gus is that Tauren supervisor. His full name is Gus. Although they didn’t know each other, he’s an overseas immigrant who has dealt with the Navy before. Seeing Captain Xu and his men so miserable, he initially planned to help them out.

But Captain Xu, being too proud, refused to accept charity and ultimately chose to carry bricks at the construction site.

Speaking of the construction site, this was the first modern construction site Wang Yunxiao had seen in Sun Family Town. The other residential buildings... let’s just say they were mud huts—no technique, no aesthetic appeal.

Building houses is skilled work; not everyone can do it.

In front of outsiders, Wang Yunxiao didn’t want to discuss the internal secrets of the Special Service Bureau, so he inquired about the construction site.

"They’re building a temple."

Old Gus had a simple smile on his face: "I happened to pass by here, saw it matched my expertise, so I took on the job."

Matched your expertise?

Are you building a Chinese-style or Olympus-style temple?

The locals probably couldn’t figure this out. Wang Yunxiao thought about it, decided to keep his curiosity to himself, and not meddle.

It’s not being built for me, as long as they’re happy.

"Is there money in it?"

"Yes! Don’t underestimate this place just because it’s poor. Their banking system is quite developed, and they’ve got divine protection. Project payments are settled in cash, with the deposit already paid, and the deadline isn’t too tight."

Judging by the happy smile on Old Gus’s face, he must have made quite a profit.

One wonders what kind of resources this godforsaken place relies on to maintain such a high-end economic system.

"I heard they make money off the dead," Captain Xu muttered under his breath. "Over the past two days, I’ve heard some newly sent down people talking about how they’ve expanded their business to the Mortal World. They go straight to hospitals to sell Netherworld services to wealthy patients who are about to die... This place is weird, downright haunted. Doesn’t the Special Service Bureau or the City God’s Office care?"

How do you know the Special Service Bureau doesn’t care? If they didn’t care, could they have mapped out the situation so clearly here?

Considering the Special Service Bureau’s tradition of entrapment operations, they definitely have a setup here. It’s just that at Wang Yunxiao’s rank, he can’t access such classified details.

Not being able to access it is a blessing; the less you know, the less workload you have.

After Teacher Liu’s promotion a few months ago, Wang Yunxiao felt her hairline had visibly receded.

"Old Gus, do you have the capacity to take on other projects?"

"Of course!"

As soon as he heard about another project, the Tauren’s eyes lit up. He quickly picked up his wine jug and poured some for Wang Yunxiao: "Let’s hear the specifics. I take on all kinds of projects. Especially in a place like this, with no municipal department interference—you can do whatever you want... As long as the money is in place, I’ll build anything!"

"Just regular residential housing, the most basic kind."

"How many square meters?"

"Enough for one or two hundred people."

"Ah..."

Upon hearing the number, Old Gus looked somewhat disinterested.

"It’s a government-approved project."

"Then that works! No problem at all! But... is this area under your government’s jurisdiction?"

Old Gus grinned and said: "I know you People of Ming love to say that all land illuminated by the sun and moon belongs to the Han Territory, but there’s neither sun nor moon here, and even the City God’s Office doesn’t govern this place. You want to build, fine, but have you considered asking for the Mountain God’s opinion?"

.........

"They’re sending a batch of vagrants here for deportation? Are we some kind of paradise here?"

Li Mumu woke up to find that Sun Family Town had already turned into something she could hardly recognize.

Mainly because she never seriously managed this place in the past—people so poor they lived off dirt, what was there to manage?

Pretty much she handed everything over to Wendy’s operations, considering Wendy had a fondness for these half-dead places.

Later Wendy got involved in banking and even started selling Nether Banknotes and such. Li Mumu was aware of all this but didn’t inquire deeply.

Who knew Wendy would turn Sun Family Town into what it is today!

You’re some kind of genius manager, aren’t you?

Of course, apart from Wendy’s Netherworld operational model, Sun Family Town’s development into what it is today couldn’t have happened without another person’s contributions.

That person was Li Yu standing in front of her at this moment.

More accurately, Xia Yu.

The last emperor of the Former Dynasty, a puppet constantly manipulated by others, completely useless and incapable of doing anything beyond lying flat and giving up.

Whether it was his own will or someone convincing him, he left Xia Mansion and hid in the thousand-year-old inner palace of the Imperial City.

After Xia Yubing caught him and gave him a huge scolding, he was dumped in Sun Family Town to fend for himself.

Li Mumu at least thought he had been left to fend for himself.

Looking back now, Xia Yubing must have secretly given him some help.

Otherwise, a normal person couldn’t survive in a place as dreadful as this.

Seeing him again, he had already changed his name to Li Yu, inexplicably ended up as the tax officer of Sun Family Town.

Although nominally just a tax officer, aside from Wendy, the entire administrative system for Sun Family Town’s ten-thousand-strong population was created and operated solely by him, running with remarkable efficiency and almost no hiccups.

Li Mumu wasn’t surprised he managed this.

No matter how useless an emperor is, still an emperor.

A retired security guard of the National Military Team could beat a high school basketball champion one-handed with an insole.

Sun Family Town is such a small place; its ten thousand residents may not even match the number of eunuchs and maids in the palace he used to oversee.

If he couldn’t manage this place, that’d be the real oddity.

What truly surprised Li Mumu was why he was willing to manage it.

"I wouldn’t mind not managing it," he said.

Faced with Li Mumu’s skepticism, Li Yu still wore that lazy, indifferent smile. "If you think there’s someone better suited for the job, I’ll leave—no problem at all."