Pretending To Be A Boss

Chapter 9: Chapter 4: Survival Skills for Academic Masters_3

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Instead, he took out the soil with the scent of hellhounds' urine from the prop bag and slowly covered it up.

Dong Ran watched all this, wanting to speak but not knowing what to say.

Who would smell a dog's urine? Who would remember how a book described an animal's urine? Anyone capable of entering the mining area must be a regular worker, living on the second floor or even higher levels—a person with refined tastes. Who would come in and let themselves get stinky, applying crushed Redline Grass?

Looking at the sky, Tang Xian frowned and said, "It's best to finish all this before eleven o'clock tonight. Need to hurry up."

Dong Ran was confused again.

Tang Xian could see the expression on Dong Ran's face from the corner of his eye, but he couldn't be bothered with her dumbfounded look.

There wasn't much time; he had to speed up the pace.