I cultivate mushrooms in warhammer

Robnos was truly an old fox.

He continuously laid traps, using threats and inducements to lure the apprentices, until finally revealing his true colors.

Although Li Nuo realized he had boarded a pirate ship, it was too late.

He already knew too much information about the Ghost Mushroom, making it almost impossible to escape unscathed.

Fortunately, there was still a long time before the Nicaea Conference, leaving room for maneuver.

"Supervisor, I have a question," an apprentice asked, raising his hand.

"Speak."

"What do I need to do to get the Ghost Potion?" the apprentice asked.

Robnos replied with a smile that wasn't quite a smile:

"The first person to complete the daily training can enjoy the Ghost Potion. The current version of the Ghost Potion only works on the first injection. Therefore, those who have already been injected will be excluded by me. The training schedule is ten days in total, today is the first day, you still have nine chances to strive for an injection."

Mazaks looked regretful.

The others looked excited.

It was easy to imagine that, under the dual temptation of job benefits and the Ghost Potion, everyone's training enthusiasm would be unprecedentedly high.

At this moment, even the guy who had previously spoken rudely to Robnos couldn't help but show a flattering smile.

Robnos acted like a kind and benevolent elder, responding to the apprentices' previous offense with tolerance and understanding.

For a time, the rest hall was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

"Alright, everyone. Continue to enjoy your dinner. After dinner, you can leave on your own, remember to come back and report at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

"Okay, Supervisor."

"The dinner is so rich, I must stay in the collection department!"

Everyone sat down and started eating.

Before long, everyone went home in laughter, each thinking they were lucky ones favored by fate, who could safely get through the next injection.

Li Nuo was preoccupied and ate more slowly, becoming the last person to leave the table.

Robnos put his hand on his shoulder and smiled gently:

"Li Nuo, are you worried that you are destined to be eliminated?"

No, I'm just worried about being killed as a heretic by the Space Marines in the future.

Li Nuo replied with a wry smile:

"Yes, Supervisor. When I think that they all have the opportunity to enjoy the Ghost Potion, but I have no chance with that potion, I feel that my future is bleak."

"Heh, heh, heh, don't give up so quickly." Robnos patted Li Nuo's shoulder:

"To tell you the truth, the supervisor of the experiment department has always wanted to poach you from me."

"Oh, really?" Li Nuo's eyes lit up.

"Of course, it's true. Although I'm forgetful, I never lie." Robnos laughed:

"You stay here with me for a while, and I'll transfer you over after the training is over. After leaving my department, it will be difficult for you to enjoy the enhancer again, so be sure to seize the opportunity."

Robnos's face was full of smiles, and he spoke lightly, as if injecting the enhancer had no mortality rate, which made Li Nuo's heart chill.

"Okay, Supervisor, I will persevere until the last day."

Li Nuo suppressed the discomfort in his heart, patted his chest, and behaved with high morale.

"Go back, see you tomorrow."

"Goodbye, Supervisor."

Li Nuo took the elevator back to the first floor and returned the data pad at the main entrance of the building.

Walking out a distance, looking back at the towering factory building, Li Nuo only felt that it was a steel behemoth that devoured people's hearts.

Things have come to this, take one step at a time, first find a way to overcome the hallucinations.

Li Nuo quickened his pace and found a new mushroom stall to buy materials for cultivating milk mushrooms.

Arriving at the stall, handing over the ration card, when he picked up the bag containing the soil, Li Nuo's eyebrows raised slightly, feeling a little surprised.

This bag is so light.

Could the owner be skimping on materials?

Li Nuo opened the bag and took a look, it was packed full, and the weight was not a problem.

He picked up two bags at once with his right hand, and then he felt heavy.

Oh, I see, it's the effect of the enhancer.

Generally speaking, if it only simply increases muscle strength, it is easy to use too much force, accidentally injure yourself, or crush fragile items such as cups.

The enhancer injected earlier not only significantly increased muscle strength, but also simultaneously enhanced the control of muscles.

He hadn't felt any physical incoordination along the way, and only now, when he picked up heavy objects, did he realize that his strength had increased.

This once again proves that the enhancers in the collection department are extraordinary.

As expected of dangerous goods involving the Warp, the effect is truly outstanding.

Li Nuo decided to test his strength limit and simply picked up two bags of soil in each hand.

"Yo, young man, you are really strong, almost catching up with my 1.8-meter-tall son who is a contractor and has a wife."

The old stall owner smiled, quite satisfied with his son in his words.

Li Nuo glanced back, "Then your son's strength is pretty good, about the same as a 15-year-old like me."

The stall owner was speechless for a moment, blowing his beard and glaring at Li Nuo's back, but unable to refute.

Li Nuo didn't pay much attention to the stall owner who was boasting about his son.

He made three trips between the stall and his residence, moving all the materials back home, and bought a few sets of larger-sized casual clothes for spare.

Just as he was about to wash up and sleep, a banging sound came from the door.

Li Nuo frowned, lifted a corner of the curtain and looked outside the door.

Several men were banging on the door.

They were red-faced, slurring their words, as if they had drunk a lot of wine.

"Hey! Li Nuo! Open the door!"

"Are you still working or not?! We've been waiting for you for days, why don't you have any news at all?!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Open the door! We saw you go in!"

Outside the door were those few loaders who had been exploiting him.

These guys were really persistent, not sleeping in the middle of the night, running here to make trouble.

Li Nuo clenched his fist, quickly thinking about a plan to fight against many.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Open the door! Li Nuo! We left work for you, is this how you treat us?! Open the door!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Strike hard and fast, before they can react. He now had the strength to confront others head-on, and no longer needed to resist pressure and endure humiliation.

Li Nuo's eyes narrowed slightly, he picked up the iron ruler he had bought when he was in school, unlocked the door, and used his toes to hold the door panel.

The people outside the door heard the movement inside the door and pushed the door inward with force.

The door opened a crack, and was immediately stuck by the toes behind the door, unable to open even half a point.

"You brat, you finally showed up! Let me see how I deal with you! You've been absent from work for so many days, and you didn't even say hello!"

The foreman exhaled a strong smell of alcohol, his eyes full of bloodshot.

He reached out and grabbed the door frame, trying to force the door open.

Li Nuo clenched the iron ruler and slammed it down hard from top to bottom.

"Pa!"

The iron ruler collided head-on with the bone, the foreman's right hand instantly turned red, and a large bump swelled up.

"Ah! My hand!"

The foreman retreated in pain, pushing his companion behind him back.

Li Nuo pulled open the door and kicked the foreman in the stomach.

With a muffled bang, several loaders staggered backward.

The foreman clutched his stomach, his face flushed, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing, "Beat him! Kill him!!"

The loaders rushed towards the door.

This time, they chose to slam the door frantically with their shoulders, rather than simply hitting the door with their hands.

Li Nuo closed the door, using his back to hold the door panel.

The sound of banging on the door rose and fell, the door panel shook violently, the lock creaked, and the lock cylinder showed signs of fracture.

Several burly men took turns slamming the door.

Fortunately, his strength had been enhanced, otherwise Li Nuo might not have been able to hold the door panel!

In the chaos, the foreman shouted:

"Are you idiots? There's a window there!"

Li Nuo glanced at the glass window and the large and small bags in the room, his heart sinking slightly.

Fighting is fighting, but the materials for growing mushrooms cannot be destroyed, this is what he worked so hard to save money to buy back.

Li Nuo's heart hardened, he pulled open the door and took the initiative to attack, determined to keep the battlefield outside the house.

"You actually dare to come out? Beat him!" The foreman's eyes spewed anger, leading his loaders to surround him.

Li Nuo clenched the iron ruler and swung it heavily, hitting one person's shoulder with a pa sound, the person's shoulder drooped instantly, and he uttered a painful whimper.

"Damn it! How is he so strong! Don't fight him head-on!"

Hearing his companion's warning, the others all withdrew their fists, and instead took out a handful of dust from their lower backs and sprinkled it forward.

Li Nuo raised his left arm to protect his face, stomped hard on the ground, and crashed into the crowd.

The foreman couldn't avoid it, and was staggered several steps by the huge force, lying face up in the middle of the road.

Li Nuo swept the iron ruler horizontally, spinning like a top, waving his arms wildly, making a whirring sound.

The loaders didn't expect Li Nuo's movements to be so fast and so fierce, and they were caught off guard, being hit by the iron ruler and crying out in pain while holding their heads.

They were timid, and hurriedly retreated backward.

A vacuum zone appeared around Li Nuo.

He stared at the foreman who was half-lying on the ground not far away, his eyes revealing coldness, intending to give the other party a profound lesson, so as to avoid being harassed every now and then.

"You, you, you... what are you going to do..." The foreman clutched his stomach and moved on the ground, terrified, no longer having the arrogant face he had before.