The Son-in-Law Awakens His System and Reaches the Pinnacle of Life

Qin Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead. The salty liquid mixed with construction dust, streaking his face with muddy trails. In August, Haizhou City was like a giant steamer, and heat shimmered through the jungle of steel and concrete, distorting his vision. He carried a bundle of ribbed rebar thicker than a person and trudged across the unfinished floor of a building that had yet to be topped out. Beneath his feet was a drop of dozens of meters. In his ears rang the roar of the cement mixer and the foreman's shouts.