Moments ago, in the heartland of Huai State under the rule of the Beast Dynasty.
Over a thousand young, robust laborers in tattered clothing with dark skin were toiling arduously at a temple construction site.
The main hall was the first to be completed, already housing three giant stone statues of the Old Buddha.
An old one, a young one, a middle-aged one; one green, one red, one white, but instead of heads, atop their necks sat enormous sundials corresponding to evening, noon, and morning times respectively.
These were clearly the three incarnations of the No-Life Buddha.
Pa! Pa! Pa!...
If these young and robust laborers building the temple of the No-Life Buddha showed even the slightest slackness, the overseer's whip would immediately lash them.
Each whip strike left a glaring bloodstain, and hardly any laborer was left unscathed.
"You dare to slack while building a temple for the Old Buddha?
