I Sent a Hundred Thousand Dead Soldiers into the Factory Assembly Line

Also known as: "One hundred thousand dead soldiers will tighten the screws for me and save the world by the way. Is it reasonable?" A hellish start? No, this is the starting point of Shuangwen! He was brutally stabbed in the back by his brother, his family went bankrupt, and his life hung on a thread! When Lin Xinghe opened his eyes, he was reborn three days before the nightmare came! Dad is in the ICU waiting for money to save his life! My sister evaporated! The creditor blocked the door with a knife! The factory is nothing but an empty shell... The start of a collapse of heaven? Dead end reservation? Bite! The dead soldier system is activated! One hundred thousand iron-blooded loyal souls are coming immediately! Kicking open the crumbling factory door, Lin Xinghe roared: "The assembly line is the new front! Brothers, rush for me!" Global manufacturing, witness the birth of magical myths: The assembly line operates 24 hours a day, with a 100% yield rate! The opponent sent an undercover agent to secretly take pictures, and the hand speed of all the members was reflected in the camera. The machine was put to shame! The richest man spends tens of billions to poach people? The voice of one hundred thousand dead soldiers shook the sky: "Tightening the screws for the young commander is a supreme honor!" When the multinational giant was shocked to discover that the "ghost factory" had zero social security and zero energy consumption, Lin Xinghe was instructing the dead soldiers to carve patterns on the missiles: "War? It was just a small side job in my previous life." The special department broke into the door and he pushed open the room full of gold bricks: "Want to send us to see the King of Hell? Just in time, help me ask... Does his hell lack production capacity?" When he just wanted to make money and start a career like crazy, he accidentally pulled into a shocking murder that had been buried for thousands of years! The mastermind behind the scenes was pointing directly at his bloodline ancestors! "Oh my God, you thief! It turns out that my family has been unlucky for generations, and was killed thousands of years ago!" OK! Let him, this "unfilial grandson", bring with him the loyal souls of hundreds of thousands of dead soldiers to crush a millennium conspiracy, reverse the course of events, and send his brothers home.