The sun glorify its existence while giving the people beneath it a hot and scorching feeling. Such tingling sensation is enough to burn the humans skins into crisp. On such mid day afternoon, skull and the poor guy is chopping a wood. Each of them are carrying sharp axes, smashing its sharp edge on the fallen tree trunks. "Tak...tak.. chop.. chop", resounded by the axes as it strike the trunk of the tree. The both of them are producing firewood that is somehow needed on the nearby community, which is also beneficial to them. "Say, isn't it a good stress relief hobby?.". "What, to cut trees and release the stress that I have?.". "Yes, isn't it great?.". "Yes it is, though I am still hearing some voices over my head, insulting me. Still it's a good and great form of stress relief.". "Great, good to hear that somehow you are releasing all of your stress.". "Thanks to you.". Near to them is a hill of well chopped fire wood, around more than a hundred enough for them to get their own food. Skull then interjected, as he stopped his ax mid air. "By the way, its the same routine, we will sell some of these firewoods on grandma's store and will allocate some of it on our daily consumption.". The guy still continued on his chopping session as if he heard skulls statement and he answered "Yes, I can hear you, loud and clear. We only need around hundred dollar and we will be able to get a hold of those two grinders that we need.". Skull nodded and he added "Grinder for plastics and grinder for coal.". Still the guy continued his session and he smashed the sharp edge of his axe on the tree trunks. It has been months since the two of them started to cut trees on the nearby forest, producing firewood and selling it to old nanas shop. Thanks to the both of them, they are able to earn some money enough for them to survive on such place. Skulls idea is to create a company from the scratch in the new world. Since he is oblige to help the so called mentally disabled guy, he look for some nearby raw resources where in he could use as a business starter pack to start his business from the scratch. What he saw is the nearby forest, so with his mouth and his so called wise idea, he borrowed some axes on the the neighbourhood and they used it to cut some trees on the nearby forest. They dried the chopped woods under the hot and scorching sun and proceed to cut another tree or two. Thanks to the both of them, finally they sold another batch of firewood on old nanas shop. "Here is another dollar for you little one. I already paid you the balance so that's a hundred bucks to you guys.". "Thanks grand ma,". "I'll be calling you later for another supply". The oldwoman answered as she went inside her old shop. Skull and the mentally disabled guy then proceed with their plan, and that is to buy some grinder machine where in they could produce a grinded plastic bottles, and fine grinded pulverised charcoal. That day, skull and the mentally disabled guy did their best and proceed with their plan and the both of them finally could start their new business venture and that is to produce a charcoal briquettes and grind plastic bottle.

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The once glorified day time is covered with the natural beauty of the dark blue sky. The once blue sky was covered with the darkness of the night, and once again, such bright little starts did shows its luminescence saying it is our time to shine. Beneath those precious little jewels of the night sky, skull and the mentally disabled guy is burning such a grand bonfire while enjoying their night life. Such grand bonfire is enough to light up the darkness of the night sky. Black dark and dusty foggy smoke is hovering above the red and orange dancing flame. The usually cold and frosty feeling of the night is somehow being heated by the bonfire and the two guy did like it so much. "So we are now producing charcoal out the collected and dried firewood eh?.". Asked by the mentally disabled guy. Skull nodded as he took some of his so called roasted meat. "Kinda, but please do not be strict and be obsess with charcoal production. Please do enjoy your time watching the fire in front of us as it dance naturally along with the time.". The mentally disabled guy then realized what skull meant as he started to devour his roasted meat as they were watching the great red orange flame dangling at the center of their bonfire. "Are you still hearing things inside your head?.". Skull asked and the guy did answered saying "Yes, they are somehow trying to irritate me, trying to trigger my nerves. Trying to make me angry out of nowhere.". Skull then pondered about it and he did realize that in his life, he too did encounter such thing. Then he answered " Then if ever you want to release your stress, please do not mind to ask permission to me and you can go and take your time and relax out from such circumstances.". The mentally disabled guy then smiled and he said "Thanks to you.". "Not a problem" said by the guy. The two of them then started to consume their time as they watch the firewood being devoured by the fancy red and orange flame as it started to change the firewood into a their main product "The coal". Thanks to skull, the mentally disabled guy could now start a new life, and that is as a business man.