The global random summons have begun, and everyone is on edge!
Lu Zhou, a construction worker, had just been framed by a ruthless rich kid and saddled with tens of millions in debt. Then, in the blink of an eye, he and the city's top guild, Blazing Sun, were summoned into the four-star dungeon [Molten Obsidian Fortress], a place where death was all but certain!
The Blazing Sun captain sneered. "This useless bricklayer can go in first and trip every trap for us!"
But when everyone was stumped by the impregnable obsidian death gate, Lu Zhou adjusted the yellow hard hat on his head. A prism between his brows began to shimmer.
What looked to everyone else like a divine defensive formation was, to him, a shoddily built, illegal structure!
"The load-bearing columns have excessive eccentricity, the shear walls have no rebar. Which hack built this piece of junk?"
Gripping the broken half of an alloy sword hilt with both hands, Lu Zhou found the weak spot and drove it in hard!
CRASH! The Molten Obsidian Fortress, which had stumped countless mighty warriors, collapsed halfway on the spot!
As everyone stood there, scared out of their wits, the twenty-meter-tall final boss, the Molten Tyrant, charged out with a roar.
But Lu Zhou calmly unfolded a construction plan.
"Tyrant, old buddy, your lair is a condemned building. I'll rebuild it into an Obsidian Palace, materials and labor included. Just pay me with ten divine weapons from your vault. Shall we sign, or leave a fingerprint?"
