"Think on the bright side, because difficulties don't spare anyone because they're in a bad mood, but a good mood can help improve work efficiency. Qian Jing stood on the cart, pushed by a small stickman behind him, slowly sliding between the shelves.

The stickman uses the power of Qian Jing, so Qian Jing is actually still pushing himself. Of course, this is not as good as being pulled by a tall horse, with the momentum of soldiers opening the way, palace maids accompanying each other, and flowers paving the way, but he still has a domineering feeling of a king inspecting the world. When you think of the dull shelves and lifeless goods on both sides as a crowd, you can make up the cheers in your head, and even the work of inspecting the shelves can be fun.

Qian Jing is an optimist, and he is also the kind of actor who firmly believes that his efforts will definitely be rewarded. It was also a good thing for the ghost to leave him here alone, so that the stickman could be released. In every way, stickmen are better helpers than ghosts. It can jump up and down directly, it can carry things, and it's absolutely obedient, can these ghosts do it?

And more importantly, stickman can draw many of them, and everyone forms a working group together, which greatly enriches the stickman's tactics. According to Qian Jing's command, they can work together like ants, whether it is moving things from the shelves to the shelves, or moving them to the designated location in the warehouse, they can do everything quickly and steadily.

No matter how many stickmen there are, the maximum amount of power that can be exerted at the same time still can't exceed Qian Jing. It may seem like a bit useless, but think about it, in the process of moving things, do the same number of people move by themselves to save effort, or do they line up in long columns to continuously pass on the effort?

Qian Jing tested it and understood. If you do these tasks yourself, a large part or even most of the effort expended will be wasted on "carrying yourself". Stickmen don't have this problem, they weigh too little, only a few grams, and they hardly consume energy up and down. As long as there is a small wind, even if it is the wind blowing when Qian Jing breathes, it can make the stickman fly into the sky and flutter to the upper reaches of the shelf.

"Pay attention to the label, as long as the packaging is intact, it is not expired. Pay attention to whether there is oxidation deformation and decolorization. Clothing is labelled in blue. With the help of the stickman, the difficulty of Qian Jing's work dropped instantly. "Electrical appliances should be marked first, and yellow labels should be affixed to the corresponding positions on the shelves. By the way, take out all the batteries separately, I guess those will not work. ”

So far, Qian Jing has made thirty-six stickmen, and he has not felt that he can bear it. He pondered for a while, the extremely light mass of the stickman should be the decisive factor. Although he still didn't understand how his own attributes affected the total amount of Mind Shaping Ink ability, Qian Jing thought that he was enough to support the actions of fifty or sixty stickmen at the same time, and there would not be much of a problem.

"All the canned food, flour and other things were taken out separately. Although it has an expiration date on it, it doesn't have to be bad. "Anyway, there is no one left and right, Qian Jing chats with the stickman to pass the time. "The expiration date refers to the period during which quality is guaranteed, not the period during which it will deteriorate. You may not be able to sell these things, but as long as they don't break, it's not a big problem to eat them yourself. ”

Because I didn't anticipate that there would be beautiful women entering my life circle, and I didn't make a budget in advance, it was inevitable that I would fall into a state of financial tension temporarily. Qian Jing doesn't like to eat expired – but not spoiled – food, it's just his precautionary personality at work. "It's a shame if such things are wasted. Alas...... Why did the White Flag grocery store suddenly close five years ago?"

He was talking about the closure of the White Flag grocery store, but Qian Jing was more worried about the death of Raisa's family. If the deaths of Laisha's parents and brother were really a conspiracy, would the conspiracy continue and befall Laisha, who would take him with him by the way?

It's obvious that Boss Xu is not the kind of person who gives up easily, and he doesn't seem to be a positive character, maybe he will use all kinds of means next. Qian Jing likes to plan ahead, and he will never let himself become a stupid white sweet who is bullied and waiting to be abused.

was thinking about how to improve self-protection ability and how to improve vigilance, when the stickman in front of him suddenly made a noise. These black, quasi-two-dimensional creatures cannot speak or write, but they are able to convey emotional changes to the money mirror. Most of the time, their minds are as calm as water, making them completely unaware of their presence. But they do convey feelings of joy, fear, fright, sadness or excitement, and immediately let Qian Jing know.

When the first stickman flew into the sky with the wind, it conveyed feelings of excitement and joy, and also made Qian Jing discover this phenomenon for the first time. Probably the first stickman to jump with all his strength also sent an emotional signal, but unfortunately it was burned by the heat generated by the friction with the air. Fortunately, the stickman will not transmit negative emotions at the moment of death, otherwise Qian Jing will easily become a depressed person.

"What's going on?" Qian Jing sped up and found the stickman who was bouncing on the upper shelf. Simple emotional signals can't express complex meanings, so to find out what's going on, Qian Jing has to climb up to see it himself.

With the help of the stickman's pull, Qian Jing lay on the shelf, and the probe saw the top layer. There was a food packaging bag there, which was supposed to be vacuum-packed, but now the bag is broken. It contained three eggs with a silver background and a blue-purple pattern, about the same as an ostrich egg, one of which was broken, and the other two were intact. The inner walls of the eggshell seemed to be smeared with a layer of gold dust, and it glistened in the warehouse light. But what about what's inside the eggshell?

Next to the eggshell are several pieces the size of fish scales, which look intact to the naked eye, but are actually weathered and turn into dust when picked up. There were obvious traces of gnawing on the fragments of several eggshells, and looking along the shelves, the goods on one side were also bitten open and packaged, whether it was clothing or electrical appliances, they were damaged, and the food was eaten cleanly.

The stickman pointed to a series of footprints on the shelves and jumped and jumped, apparently trying to get Qian Jing's attention. The footprint was something in the eggshell that bit open a packet of chili noodles, sprinkled it on the ground, and stepped on it. Each footprint is four fingers, three forward and one backward, with long, pointed claws. At first, the footprints resembled the claws of chicks, but after a few grocery bags, they had become the size of a cat's claw.

"This ...... It's so fast!" Qian Jing frowned, and immediately ordered the stickmen to disperse and investigate, especially to let the five stickmen fly into the sky and look down from the ceiling of the warehouse. It was clear that he was not the only living creature in the warehouse, but also a creature with four sharp claws and sharp teeth. He drew simple short lines with Mind-Shaping Ink, conjured up steel needles to assign to stickmen, and then had the spear-wielding guards stand on his shoulders.

"Where are you? Where have you been?" Qian Jing said with great interest as he commanded his "army".