The Man In Rage novel Chapter 1051

"What? Ten minutes? Are you kidding me? Do you really think one can make a coffin in just ten minutes? It's not that easy, you know? Did you think that I could just mold one out of clay or something? Look, if you're in a real hurry, you can just find a piece of land next to the river, take this shovel and dig a hole for the body. But honestly speaking, even digging a hole big enough will take more than ten minutes," said the wood carpenter in a flurry after hearing what the young man said to him.

Wood carpenters were artisans who produced intricate work.

Making him produce a coffin in ten minutes wasn't just an insult to the coffin itself, but also to his occupation as a wood carpenter.

The boss of the shop was irritated by this request that he just waved his hands about to tell the young man to get lost and stop getting in his way.

BAM!

But once the boss had finished ranting, a loud blast was heard.

The young man in front of him slammed a palm onto the long table in front of the boss.

Wood shavings flew into the air and the table that measured a meter high was turned into powder instantly.

"What the..." The boss was instantly stunned.

His eyes were huge and he was so frightened, he thought his soul had left his body.

That table had been made from Schmidt's Birch.

This was wood that was known to be as hard as metal and rocks.

In order to create this table, the boss had spent so much time and effort into shaping it, and ruined so many electric saws in the process.

He never thought that the slam of a human's hand would actually disintegrate such a sturdy table like it was merely made from tofu.

The boss didn't dare to imagine what would happen if that palm had slammed on his body instead.

"Ten minutes. Are you taking up this job or not?" The young man looked down at the boss as his emotionless voice asked him again.

The boss was already scared out of his wits.

He didn't dare to refuse the young man. He nodded profusely and replied fearfully, "I'll do it, I'll...I'll do it."

Even though the boss knew that this was an impossible mission, he still agreed to it anyway.

In order to complete it in the shortest time possible, the boss had to find materials in his own house.

He even used the boards of his own bed so that he could reduce the amount of work required.

Just like that, the boss really managed to put a coffin of sorts together in ten minutes, because he was really afraid of dying.

But it was really more appropriate to call this a shelf more than a coffin.

The boss had clearly just nailed a few wooden boards together.

But since he didn't have enough time, this was the best that the boss could come up with.

"S-sir...will this...will this do?" asked the boss fearfully.

He wasn't confident at all. This coffin was the worst thing he had ever made all his life.

But the young man actually nodded.

"It'll do. As long as it can fit a human, it'll do," replied the young man coldly. He picked up the coffin and left the shop.

After this grim reaper left the shop, the boss finally breathed a long sigh of relief.

But before he could truly relax, the man at the door suddenly stopped in his footsteps.

The boss suddenly felt his heart leap into his mouth again.

There was only one thought in his mind now.

Was this young man going to silence him?

The young man had done something so suspicious after all. He had specifically said that he wanted a coffin that was big enough to hold a human.