My wife is the stand-in.

The technician holding the hat quickly handed Icarus the notebook he was using to record data and explained the proper procedures for recording measurement data in detail.

But Icarus only glanced at it, compared the data with the text, then snatched the pen and began to write rapidly.

As the technician watched the characters, resembling printed lead, being written out column by column, the numbers seemed to possess a magical quality that made the technician's heart pound with anxiety.

He unconsciously stomped his feet, and the short ten seconds or so that Icarus was writing data felt like an eternity.

When Icarus stopped writing, the technician repeated Icarus's action of snatching the pen back and began to verify it with the measuring instruments.

Meanwhile, Amanosaki had already completed another composition in his "Construction Site Angels" series.

A construction site can't possibly have only one surveyor. In fact, besides the surveyor, there are quite a few other people on the site who also do surveying work. So when everyone watched the red-hatted technician operate the equipment and realized that this angelic and beautiful young woman, who seemed untouched by the world, might be responsible for the surveying work of the entire construction site, everyone got excited.

The men put down their work and gathered around the technician who was holding the surveyor's book, eagerly anticipating the interview, just like they were huddled around a radio.

The measuring instrument was moved several times, and amidst the urging of many impatient individuals who were ready to roll up their sleeves and kick the dawdling machine away, the technician, trembling, raised his hand and, with the joy of project completion, loudly shared his results:

"Absolutely correct! Exactly right!"

"Ohhhhhh!"

The men cheered, some even throwing their hard hats into the air as they surrounded the technician, lifting him up, catching him, and then lifting him up again.

Measurement is the foundation for formal construction; without accurate measurement data, it is difficult to guarantee the accuracy of subsequent engineering work.

Amanosaki clearly remembers that in his hometown on Earth, during the resource-scarce 1970s and 80s, there was a plan to build a bridge for trains to pass through. Back then, skilled workers were scarce, so the engineers themselves carried out the measurements.

As a result, when the bridges built by each side were joined together, a discrepancy was discovered. In the end, there was one bridge for trains and one bridge for cars across the river.

The two bridges are less than 20 meters apart.

The engineer, on the other hand, ate peanuts.

The Sanjiang Hall, which is currently under preparation, is planned to be built directly into a military camp, which means that the entire construction team will bear a greater burden.

Icarus has now completed the measurements in minutes, which means everyone can start work sooner and finish work and go home sooner.

At the same time, a portion of the extra funds will become everyone's bonus.

This is certainly something to be happy about.

They even considered simply tossing Icarus into the air.

But looking at Icarus's indifferent expression, seemingly keeping everyone at arm's length, and recalling how fast she flew just now, and Amanosaki, who was suspected to be her boyfriend, holding a tablet with a jewel-encrusted pen automatically writing and drawing on it, everyone wisely refrained from doing anything excessive.

Some foremen even squeezed through the crowd, pushed their way to the technician, and tossed him around in the flow while muttering under their breath:

"Hey! I have a task for you. This girl has amazing superpowers! Our construction team is in dire need of someone like her. If you can recruit her to our team..."

The technician flipped over in mid-air, enduring the discomfort of having his thigh grabbed: "This...this isn't right, is it? She has a boyfriend!"

"What the hell are you thinking!" the foreman roared. "I told you to hire people, not to arrange blind dates for you! Spend a fortune! Just bring her and her boyfriend in, wouldn't that solve everything?"

“They are knights-errant,” the technician said timidly.

"So what if they're swordsmen? Aren't there plenty of swordsmen working on construction sites?" the foreman said dismissively. "Many swordsmen from various gangs have come to construction sites to take jobs and make money. We pay them enough, so why are they not tempted? You should show the girl how strong our team is!"

The technician nodded and reluctantly accepted the task.

Meanwhile, Amanosaki's painting had progressed to its third piece. In the picture, Icarus was flying in the air, wings outstretched, like a goddess, gazing down with a loving smile that had never appeared before. Below her was a technician being tossed around by a crowd.

Amanosaki looked at the painting, which had been partially colored, with satisfaction, thinking to himself that superpowers were indeed convenient, even painting had brought him a huge advantage.

"Great, let's continue looking for material. Today I'll be able to post a series of works on the forum. With the support of the branch and the government, I believe my posts will soon once again top the list of the 'Romance and Romance' section and dominate the list for a long time."

Amanosaki, full of confidence, followed the dispersing workers to continue his search for inspiration.

Icarus originally wanted to follow Amanosaki and act as a human air conditioner, but the technician, clutching his stomach and thighs and looking pained, called him to stop.

These construction workers have such strong hands! Just now, while he was rolling over, his soft, unprotected abdomen was pressed down by one of the guys' granite-thick palms during free fall, almost making him faint from the pain.

The twitching-faced technician showed Icarus something she couldn't refuse.

Crusher cab.

The strong smell of engine oil and the metallic style exuded an industrial wildness and unruliness, but Icarus was immediately struck by its beauty.

The control panel had several levers of different sizes.

Without exception, each of these levers has a perfectly spherical clubhead.

The technician was unaware of Icarus's true interests; he simply assumed that the glint in the eyes of the seemingly emotionless and expressionless girl meant she was also interested in the machine.

Coincidentally, this is also what he likes and excels at.

So the technicians naturally began to showcase the substantial resources of their construction team.

The engine was started, and amidst the tremors of the entire machine, the technician excitedly operated the crusher, the robotic arm rotating smoothly: "Look! The perfect smoothness of the turn!"

The crusher's alloy head retracted and expanded rhythmically, breaking up the hardened concrete in front of it piece by piece, leaving a groove that industry insiders would call a thumbs up.

"Look! This stable output!" The technician's eyes shone with happiness.

The robotic arm extended, easily swirling the heavy rock in the distance and pulling it back.

"Look at this!! The power of this hydraulic system!" The technician was almost ecstatic about this perfect machine.

Then Icarus reached out and pulled the sphere she had been longing for.

Then the roaring machine stopped.

The trembling technician shuddered, his eyes filled with a lingering sense of disappointment and unfulfilled desire.

"Feel sorry."

Icarus withdrew his hand without making a sound.

"It's alright, it's alright." The technician scratched his chin. "Shall I take you to see another driver's cab?"

Are there these balls there too?

"Yes, yes, there are even more, that's the crane control room."

"Okay." Icarus looked forward to the new sphere, gently stroking the watermelon in his hand.

Amanosaki exhaled a satisfied breath.

He squatted in front of the foundation hole, using a magic pen to record the scene in front of him.

The measurements that had fallen into the foundation hole earlier have been retrieved by the water ghosts.

Because of the attack of Gui Shui Yin yesterday, the entire Sanjiangtangkou site is extremely short of groundwater. Although there was a heavy rain last night and several major blocked groundwater channels have been cleared, the groundwater level of the entire site is still not high.

Therefore, the so-called "water" in these foundation pits is actually quite viscous mud, which is why the surveyors were unable to be rescued for so long.

He was swallowed by the mud and sank.

The so-called water ghosts are naturally individuals who possess the ability to control water or maintain their own lives in complex water conditions.

Although they didn't become knights-errant, their special abilities still gave them an advantage that ordinary people couldn't match when they were in the right position.

With its neck covered in huge fan-shaped folds and webbed hands and feet, the "water ghost" spewed out murky mud, leading the unconscious surveyor out of the cave, while it lay at the entrance, letting its coworkers rinse its cheeks with water.

Once his cheeks were clean, he shook his head, and the grotesque, overgrown fan-shaped wrinkles quickly closed up and returned to normal, turning into tattoo-like marks.

"Hmm...a very interesting ability." This was the first time Amanosaki had ever truly seen a body part that could change shape.

Li Junzi, who can transform his entire body, doesn't count; he's a shapeshifter.

He had originally planned to have a good chat with this professional water ghost and learn about the jobs of people with superpowers in society, but the hurried footsteps and noises all around suddenly disrupted his plans.

The workers who had finished their work and were relaxing in the break room drinking strong tea rushed out. Some workers with cigarette butts in their mouths stomped them under their feet, while those who had not followed proper procedures hurriedly put on their safety helmets.

A man wearing a red helmet, wider than the lean technician and with a belly, was carrying a stack of documents. He was angrily berating the workers around him for violating operating rules, while demanding that all workers not reveal their supernatural abilities.

Amanosaki thought this guy must be the foreman, and he confirmed this with the water ghost who was soaking wet and carrying his clothes, trying to run away.

"What are you doing?" Amanosaki asked, jogging after the water ghost.

The water ghost said impatiently, "Brother, is this your first time on the job? The reporters are here."

Amanosaki was puzzled: "I understand that everyone should be more proactive when reporters come, but why can't we reveal our abilities?"

"Because they are journalists! Most of these journalists are reporters from various tabloids and self-media. It is very normal for impoverished heroes to work odd jobs on construction sites or in other trades. But these journalists like to report on the news of a certain hero working odd jobs, using this to criticize Qunxia Mountain, while also saying that the heroes are not heroes."

"What does this have to do with us?"

"Don't you understand?" The water ghost ran even faster because he saw the reporters breaking through the police cordon and sprinting towards them like ravenous dogs. "Where are all these knights-errant working on construction sites? There are 360 ​​professions! These tabloid and third-rate magazine reporters interview anyone with superpowers and then fabricate stories about them as some kind of knight-errant to attack them!"

"Over the years, countless heroes have been harmed by these true and false rumors, some even being falsely accused of soliciting prostitutes! Their fans have all left them, and in the end, they've been reduced to working odd jobs!"

"So in recent years, when these knights-errant encounter false information, they don't dare to bother the reporters, so they all take it out on us! Brother, don't ask any more questions, run! If you're too late, you'll be in big trouble. Not only will you be tied up for hours and unable to leave, but you might also get beaten up by these knights-errant in the future! There have been cases where knights-errant from the entire province have come after us!"

Upon hearing this, Amanosaki immediately slammed on the brakes. He scratched his head, looked around the construction site, and several magic circuits lit up on his legs. With a bang, he leaped up and jumped to the outside of a driver's cab in three quick steps. He grabbed Icarus, who was playing with the control lever, and ran away.

Upon seeing this, the technician, who was speaking fluently and directly in front of the driver's cab, quickly grabbed the door frame, stuck his head out, and shouted:

"Girl! We've offered very generous terms! You should talk to your boyfriend! Our machines here are absolutely amazing! And if you think the salary is too low, we can negotiate!"

Icarus, who had been captured by Amanosaki, was still dazed and confused. She spread her wings to maintain her balance, and this unusual action attracted the attention of countless reporters.

Someone shouted, "The angel is there!" All the reporters rushed towards them, some incredibly fast, clearly possessing superhuman abilities; their press passes fluttered in the wind. The fastest reporters waved their cameras and pens, shouting:

"Wait a minute! xx Magazine/xx Daily has invited you for an exclusive interview!"

The reporters who couldn't keep up from a distance simply stopped, raised their cameras, and started taking pictures. The flashes from those DSLRs lit up the sky like a galaxy on the ground, and the flashes were so bright that Amanosaki was dazzled.

Icarus, holding a watermelon, looked down and saw a control lever lying quietly in the palm of Amanosaki's hand, its red sphere reflecting the sunlight.

Icarus blinked, glanced back at the constantly clicking camera, thought for a moment, and then whispered to Nozaki:

"Nozaki, there are so many super round balls at the construction site, and so many people are taking pictures of us! The construction site is amazing!"

Chapter Sixty-Nine: Establishing Authority

Amanosaki couldn't quite empathize with the fun that Icarus found on the construction site.

His only thought right now is, "I absolutely cannot get caught by reporters."

Fortunately, after yesterday's events, he has become famous among the heroes of the Sanjiang Hall. In addition, people naturally have a dislike for these unscrupulous tabloids that not only do not help his reputation but also bring him disgrace.

Seeing Amanosaki looking as if he had been chased by dogs, the group of knights quickly called their friends and blocked the construction site from leading to the knights' living quarters.

That day, Nozaki pulled Icarus through the crowd, and even the last gap in the living area was completely blocked off.

"What are you doing?! The area ahead is a military restricted zone with a martial arts guild stationed there! All unauthorized personnel, get out of the way!"