Holding On To Your Roots

"Since this recursive cycle is so powerful, let's get the cycle started at once, Mr. Rich Boss…" Sir System goaded.

Fang Ning nodded as he heard this. "You're right, but you're are the only one who can complete this task. Your System Space is the key to boosting productivity…"

"Hmph, you took half a day for your repeated inspections and it turns out, in the end, you were only bragging. You didn't do anything and now I've to take responsibility for everything?" Sir System sulked.

"Why, this is the greatest meaning of the act of seizing…" Fang Ning remarked cockily.

"I'm gonna kill you." Sir System was furious.

"If you kill me, you won't live either." Lying down in the lounge, Fang Ning said firmly. "Alright, I've already taught you the method. Go find Zheng Dao and let him be in charge of adjusting these production lines. We have only one goal, that is to increase the output of all kinds of pills for the nurturing of malevolent spirits."