At this time, Zhang Xunjie, having betrayed Wang Guyu in the past, was even more determined not to let Wang Guyu live. Therefore, he found someone to impersonate Zhang Lei and had this fake Zhang Lei appear every day to preside over Wang Guyu's kite-flying operation.
It should be noted that this is also true; Zhang Lei did not come out on the second day. The Zhang Lei who did come out was definitely someone else in makeup. The people here, including Wang Guyu and Zhang Xunjie, were not very familiar with Zhang Lei. Even if the makeup skills were not good, a resemblance of only three-tenths would be enough to fool many people.
No matter where you are, there will always be some people who are not loyal enough, or rather, there will always be traitors, wherever there is a conflict of interest.
The same applies to this medium-sized mine, which is neither too big nor too small.
People outside soon realized that the fake Zhang Lei had actually removed part of his fake face on the earthen platform. Although the people below the platform didn't react at the time, after thinking it over carefully, everyone began to suspect that this Zhang Lei was a fake.
Inside the room, Zhang Lei's powerful aura continued to emanate, or rather, deliberately, to suppress the commotion below. This aura was so strong that even birds dared not land nearby. Even miners who had never practiced martial arts would tremble under its influence; how could the guards, whose skills were mostly limited to some degree, possibly not sense it?
Just when everyone had gotten used to this powerful aura, the terrifying feeling suddenly disappeared.
The message that was sent out basically ended there. On the very day Zhang Lei's presence vanished, Zhang Xunjie organized a massive purge, wiping out all of Wang Guyu's former confidants, and placing those even slightly suspicious under close surveillance. Those who remained, even if undetected, dared not make a move in this environment; no matter how tempting money might be, their lives were still their own!
Several days passed, and Zhang Xunjie seemed to finally remember that Zhang Lei's body could still be sold for money. However, at this point, he could only provide a few pieces of Zhang Lei's bone; the rest had been taken away by the wild dogs that dug up the grave.
When the K posted this mission, all they needed to do was confirm Zhang Lei's death within the allotted time. How he died or who killed him was none of their concern. Although Wang Guyu was dead, the other shareholders were still alive. The Killer Guild couldn't possibly risk its reputation by embezzling this money. Five hundred million was a lot to Zhang Lei, and while it was a considerable sum for K, it wasn't enough to drive them to the point of disregarding their reputation.
These bones are all very important parts, including the sternum and the skull. Without these, a person cannot survive.
Therefore, once the genetic evidence is confirmed, it can be basically confirmed that Zhang Lei died in Africa, and the money can then be paid to Zhang Lei himself.
Long ago, Zhang Lei was able to command his internal energy and related substances to form bone spurs. He used this technique to cut the rope when dealing with his left shoulder.
If Zhang Lei were to replicate bones of the same strength as those in his own body, the required energy and materials would be enormous, potentially even significantly reducing the strength of Zhang Lei's current body.
But what Zhang Lei needs now is simply to organize some bones with his own genes, which are equivalent to those of ordinary people, and even some with osteoporosis are fine, so that the consumption will be much less.
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On the African continent, it is basically summer all year round, and this time it is the summer within summer. Although the tall trees provide a lot of shade, the shade does not lower the temperature in the air much.
Even a strong wind, after passing through such a dense forest, would only become a weak breeze, barely enough to even flutter a hanging curtain.
Several large, black wolfhounds lay listlessly on the ground in the mine, with a few meat bones in front of them—the remnants of the large-scale cleanup a few days prior.
But the sweltering summer heat made these adorable puppies lose their appetite. Even though human flesh is said to be the most tender meat in the world, they still stuck out their tongues, panting heavily, their shrunken bellies rising and falling rapidly with their breaths.
"Wangcai, come here!" A clear voice came from inside the house.
The largest of the wolfhounds stood up and waddled over, enjoying the large hand that had just patted its head as the person who had come out from behind the curtain lifted it. Where it had crawled, four small, damp circles rapidly shrank, with steam almost visible rising from them.
"Damn, it's really hot today. If I had known it would be like this, I might not have come to Africa!" The voice was clearly Zhang Lei's, but the person speaking did not look much like Zhang Lei.
"It's so hot, honey!" Tianxiao hugged him from behind. "You're so kind, it's like you have an air conditioner on you!"
There are only two diesel engines here that can generate electricity, which is barely enough to maintain basic lighting. Even if Zhang Lei disregards the lives of those people, this amount of electricity is not enough to keep the air conditioner running.
Moreover, the air conditioner here seems to have never worked properly since it was installed, so whether it's even usable is another matter.
Transporting diesel fuel from outside is extremely costly; sometimes, ten pounds of diesel only yield one pound of flavor.
In short, there's one thing to keep saying: not to mention air conditioning, even the electric fans here have to be turned on and off frequently.
They were already used to the weather here, but Zhang Lei and his group were not. Moreover, Zhang Lei's internal energy wasn't used in this way, and constantly consuming it would also affect Zhang Lei's own development.
However, it's uncomfortable to feel hot if I don't use my internal energy.
"Hey you! Get two miners out of here, just to fan me!"
Episode 4: An Eye for an Eye, a Blade for a Teeth - Chapter 91: Leisure (Part 2)
"When the money comes, I'm going to find a thermal power plant here. I won't burn anything else; what else can I do with all this firewood if I don't burn it!"
In fact, Lord Zhang Lei also values environmental protection. If conditions permit, he plans to build a nuclear power plant. However, he estimates that 500 million euros may not be enough. Moreover, there are always a few rogue countries that like to meddle in other people's business. If Zhang Lei wants to build a nuclear power plant, he may not even be able to buy the nuclear materials before a missile hits him on the head.
In addition to building a thermal power plant, Zhang Lei also plans to build a hydroelectric power plant.
Although there's no drop here, Zhang Lei could artificially create a raised pool. As for how the water would be carried up—whether by people carrying it or by pumping it up—that would depend on Zhang Lei's whim. After all, Zhang Lei considers himself an environmentalist.
Even in tropical regions, there are distinct spring and summer seasons, unlike in temperate regions where the seasons are much more distinct. At least after the season with direct sunlight, the temperature will drop considerably.
Zhang Lei also has the ability to freely control his body. After the assassin brokerage website confirmed the deal, the money was transferred to Zhang Lei's account. By then, Zhang Lei had basically adapted to the climate here.
But Zhang Lei was determined to do what he set out to do. He brought back two professional construction teams from outside and started building the power station.
Indeed, two were built, one with firepower and one with water power; one was operational, and the other could be kept under surveillance.
The construction teams no longer need to worry about losing their jobs. Once the power plant is built, aside from a few maintenance specialists, the rest will be sent to mine by Zhang Lei. Under Zhang Lei's gentle care, production has recently increased. Moreover, a new mine has been discovered nearby, which needs miners. Zhang Lei is magnanimous and doesn't mind that they lack relevant work experience. Work experience can be trained; without new recruits, how can there be experienced technicians?
Speaking of veteran miners, Zhang Lei just commended one who had been mining here for thirteen years and could be considered a veteran among miners.
And don't be fooled by his hunched back; that's just his humility, a sign of respect for everyone. And don't let his wrinkles fool you; they're the result of his life experiences. Although he's only twenty-eight this year, he looks incredibly weathered.
His vitality is outstanding among miners. You know, these miners usually don't last more than five years after they go down into the mine. It's true that seven years is the life of a worker and eight years is the life of a treasure. To be able to persist for thirteen years is definitely a treasure among treasures.
If it weren't for this old technician discovering a huge diamond mine, Zhang Lei wouldn't have been able to find this talent.
Zhang Lei immediately made the decision to promote him to the position of miner supervisor, specifically responsible for supervising the miners, cracking the whip, and so on. He would recruit one of those death row inmates who spent their days flying kites to become a miner, which was equivalent to saving two people. Zhang Lei felt that after his life became stable, his conscience was getting better and better.
You know what, this old technician, ever since he became the miners' supervisor, has straightened his back a bit, his eyes have brightened, and even the way he swings the whip is full of vigor. He hasn't shown any favoritism because of their past shared circumstances.
This is how he officially caught Zhang Lei's eye. When Zhang Lei was asked to choose subordinates from among the original guards, Zhang Lei refused. He was suspicious; Zhang Lei had no other redeeming qualities but was extremely paranoid. He believed that the original guards would eventually be thrown into the mines, their daily wages exchanged for a few cups of water and a few pieces of bread. If the yield was good, perhaps there would actually be some meat bones!
So far, it seems that apart from this 28-year-old miner, no one has met the criteria for receiving meat bones. This old miner was directly promoted by Zhang Lei. It's unclear whether there really is such a benefit, but he can eat meat every day now.
"You, come here!" Zhang Lei beckoned to the old miner.