My Identity Is Becoming More and More Astonishing

As for Chen Yu on stage, he was carefully prying open the window behind him while speaking nonchalantly.

"The story begins with Pangu creating the world."

"Long ago, the heavens and the earth were one chaos. There was no sky up above, no earth down below. Mind you, when I say ’chaos’, I’m not talking about the edible kind."

"And then, in this chaos..."

The bald man couldn’t take it anymore and tried to straighten up, "Gang Leader, you..."

"Smack!"

Chen Yu was quick to react, taking a big step forward and pressing the bald man down, "Did I allow you to interrupt? Let me finish."

"...Alright." The bald man clenched his teeth and bowed again.

"Where was I?"

"The heavens and the earth were chaos." The overseer looked down, his face bitter, feeling his back pain intensifying.

"Oh right, chaos. Speaking of which, the most authentic way to make it involves adding white pepper," Chen Yu slowly backed up, prying the window again, "because this food, unlike dumplings, one dips in sauce and one does not. So one has a salty flavor, and one does not. But to preserve the original flavor of the filling, you also can’t put too much salt in the filling.

Coarse salt, rock salt, pink rock salt, all are no-nos. So, what should be used to season? Ah, right. Just use pepper powder..."

"Crack." The glass broke at one corner.

"What was that sound?" The bald man puzzledly stood up.

"Smack!"

So quick!

Chen Yu pressed him down with a palm again, "Did I say you could get up?"

"Gang... Gang Leader, it seemed like there was a noise."

"I’ve struggled all my life, and finally became the Gang Leader, and I can’t even fart in public?"

"Ah... a fart sound. Then... then it’s nothing," the bald man’s body began to tremble, "But Gang Leader, I... I have a disc herniation and can’t stay bent for long..."

"You can’t endure this much pain?" Chen Yu’s voice suddenly turned harsh, "Do you think I want you to keep bending over just to show off? To make you uncomfortable? Bullshit! None of those! I am simply teaching you my first lesson!"

"Endurance!"

"Endure your current status."

"Endure your current situation."

"Endure your temporary lowliness."

"Endure torment that’s almost unbearable!"

"In this world, nobody succeeds without a struggle! Perseverance and resilience are always our rarest qualities."

"Now you can’t even endure bending over for a while. How will you endure the pain of decapitation and spilling blood later? How will you last through it?!"

These words, like thunder, rang in their ears.

The bald man’s expression tightened, and he bent even lower, "Gang Leader! You are right in your teaching!"

"Remember our slogan?" Chen Yu raised his left hand, speeding up the prying of the window, "Eliminate human tyranny, the world belongs to Three-Body!"

Galvanized, the hundreds of gang members, in unison and straining their voices, cried out, "Eliminate human tyranny! The world belongs to Three-Body!"

"This grand cause isn’t easy. So, what must we do?"

"Endure!" The crowd roared.

"Good! You bunch of teachable lads!" Chen Yu’s voice conveyed his satisfaction, "Nothing in this world is easy to obtain. So now, I will bend over with you all! Let you feel the responsibility and endurance of being the Gang Leader! Nobody look up, looking up is for puppies."

"And where was I? Never mind, let’s start from the beginning. The story begins with Pangu creating the world."

"Once upon a time, there was a man with the surname Pan and the given name Gu, who loved playing basketball. One day, his father asked him..."

"Smash——"

Following a barely audible crisp sound, the decrepit factory window was finally pried off by Chen Yu’s fingertips.

Blood rushed to the brain!

Chen Yu forcefully contained the "furious" thrill in his mind, carefully set down the windowpane, and continued with a trembling voice, "So... as I was saying, playing basketball isn’t at odds with eating dumplings at all."

"Why can Pan Gu eat dumplings without dipping them in soy sauce?"

"Because the pepper on the basketball is the most delicious seasoning..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

The voice stopped.

The factory fell silent once again.

The bald man kept his bowing posture, his ears twitching, "..."

The warden’s legs trembled, as he endured the intense pain coming from his waist, "..."

The followers below began to lower their heads and exchange glances, yet no one dared to look up.

As for the leading lady of the Iron Blood Gang—Cousin, she seemed to have fallen asleep while bending over. Her body swayed but still maintained a strange balance.

She was quite accustomed to this posture.

"..."

"..."

"Hey, take a look at the new gang leader," the bald man whispered to the warden after a long minute.

"You take a look," the warden struggled.

"... Cousin, take a look. The gang leader won’t mind a woman." The bald man then turned to Cousin nearby.

Cousin: "... zzZ"

"Gang leader?" After hesitating for a while, the bald man decided to do it himself. He tentatively called out a few times, received no response, and then slowly, gently, unnoticeably, began to raise his head quietly.

"..."

A cold breeze passed through the window frame, chillingly "sprinkling" on his scalp.

It chilled him to the bone, his brain freezing.

Gradually, the wind died down.

The clouds faded.

The lone bald man, standing still, finally regained his clear sight. He realized that there was no one in front of him...

After a moment of silence, he gradually understood everything.

"..."

"Chen Yu!!"

"Fuck your mother!!!"

...

"Your mom..."

"Mom…"

"..."

The distant echoes, just like echoes, continuously resounded behind Chen Yu.

Chen Yu’s spirit was jolted, and he hurriedly quickened his running speed, eventually reaching the same speed as his usual running pace.

"Damn it."

"What kind of factory is this?"

"Built on a mountain! Serves you right for going bankrupt!"

The scenery on both sides rapidly receded as Chen Yu nearly exerted all his strength.

At this moment, he really wanted to become a ball.

To just roll down "jingle-lingle" all the way to the bottom of the mountain.

"Wait a minute…"

Feeling his strength fading, Chen Yu began to calmly analyze.

"I ran for three minutes first, which means they have to chase for three minutes. Plus, their waists are definitely bad now; they can’t run fast. It’ll be crowded with more people running."

"We have at least a five-minute gap between us!"

"So, I need to conserve my energy. No need to rush for the moment."

Thinking this, he slowed down. His speed returned to his slower pace.

"Should I say it or not."

Chen Yu caught his breath, put his hands in his pockets, looked around for a moment, then took out his phone for a selfie: "The environment in these mountains is really pretty good."

"Ring ring—"

"Ring ring ring—"

But the next second, accompanied by a noisy bell sound.

He saw hundreds of fierce and menacing bare-chested big guys surging down from the factory on the mountain top!

Each man had a bicycle, pedaling so fiercely that sparks were flying…

Chen Yu: "..."

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