Infinity: Kill your way through the movie world.

"I want to die, I've wanted to die for a long time!"

This world has never lacked warriors, nor has it lacked people who have lost hope in the world. As Boudiman finished speaking, a scruffy-bearded soul raised his hand and shouted out loud.

But as soon as he finished speaking, a strange tentacle spread out from the ceiling.

The tentacle pierced through his temple, curved upwards, and transformed into an extremely sharp, metallic hook, piercing his head horizontally, like hooking a roast duck, lifting him from the crowd.

Those whose souls overlapped with his hurriedly made way.

One of the middle-aged souls narrowly avoided having his head overlap with the other's. Looking at the sharp iron hook that grazed his forehead, he was filled with lingering fear.

Although he was now in a soul form, he had just felt the coldness of metal on that hook. Its sharpness seemed capable of easily piercing his soul, and even without touching it, it caused him excruciating pain.

This is definitely a torture device specifically designed to target the soul; it's absolutely terrifying.

The iron hook pulled the old man up, and amidst his pitiful, struggling cries, he rose behind the ceiling and disappeared.

In the other two rooms, another soul, already driven mad by the power and completely bewildered, was silently added, while a new soul was added to the previous number.

There are tens of thousands of such prepared souls among the people.

Previously, they prioritized young souls, wanting to give young people a greater chance of survival, and did not pay much attention to selecting older souls.

The unshaven old man was simply exceptional because of his outstanding soul.

Among the thousand selected high-quality souls, she was one of the top twenty, a truly outstanding one.

Perhaps it was because he had experienced too much and had lost all hope in life that his soul contained so much of life's experiences and numbness, which made his soul so rich and profound. But at the same time, it also meant that his will had been worn down to almost nothing.

This is something that people overlook during the selection process.

The most rational and clear-headed souls are often not those who are born that way, but those who have experienced various betrayals, pain, and disappointments in their lives.

Finally, through various life experiences and setbacks, the soul is sublimated. After seeing through everything, the soul becomes more fulfilled and resilient.

However, such people have often lost too many expectations and desires. They are more willing to go with the flow, enjoy quiet, and even enjoy the process of waiting for death to come, rather than struggling to live in reality, which is a kind of pain for them.

This kind of soul is suited to be transformed into a monk, but not to be an employee of the Gold Can Company.

Because monks strip away emotions and personality, while employees of the Gold Can Company do not.

If such souls were selected, it would likely greatly displease the goat-men demons. Now that they have committed their most heinous acts of slaughter, there is no need to fudge the selection of souls and provoke the goat-men demons' wrath.

The souls were filtered once again.

Those souls who had experienced the passage of time and had gained some insight into life were once again filtered out, and then more young souls were brought in. Youth represents desire and fantasy.

They would rather not die than live a life of mere existence.

Inside the sealed chamber, these people were continuously strengthened. Their originally misty souls gradually solidified, eventually revealing a state indistinguishable from real people, only with a slight transparency. "Now I will release the restraints. After you guys come out, don't run around. Anyone who tries to run will die. This is to give your bodies more space so that they won't completely stick together at the last moment." After Quake issued the warning, the souls, now intimidated by the powerful aura and seeing a glimmer of hope for survival, all quieted down.

Upon hearing Quirk's statement, they hurriedly nodded, indicating that they would definitely not run around.

Then the office door opened, and these souls left the cramped and uncomfortable room, quietly settling in the company's open area.

As the nameplates were stacked together, and the final black mist power was injected into these souls, completing the final step of the contract ritual, these souls solidified completely.

At this moment, Quake nodded to Ron.

Ron muttered something under his breath, then picked up the nameplate in his hand and shone it towards the ceiling of the company.

A beam of black light shot into the top of the ceiling, and the entire ceiling opened horizontally like an elevator door, creating a hole two meters in diameter. Immediately afterwards, blood, like a waterfall, flowed down from the ceiling and crashed onto the ground.

The entire company was instantly filled with blood up to two feet deep, like a flood.

As the blood touched the thousand souls gathered around, it continuously flowed into their bodies, like sponges greedily absorbing the blood from the ground.

A warm feeling was filling their bodies.

Within the thousand translucent souls present, pure white bones gradually spread upwards from their feet. When the bones completely filled their souls, it looked as if a transparent plastic bag had been placed over a human skeleton, which still appeared somewhat eerie.

Then, starting with the bones, red blood vessels, flesh, and fat layers seeped out from the surface, gradually spreading outwards from the soul body.

When the blood on the ground had completely dried, leaving only a layer of expelled filth, the 1000 souls on the field had completely transformed into human form, possessing solid bodies.

"Congratulations, you are now resurrected!"

"You are lucky, but also unlucky. Compared to the millions of souls and the number of people who have died in Java, Indonesia, or even the whole world, your ability to be resurrected from the dead is a rare stroke of luck."

"But unfortunately, the second life you were given does not belong to you, but to the Gold Can Company. You survived as employees of the Devil Company, so you do not enjoy human rights."

“This is your mission. You will be responsible for collecting souls and signing contracts in various places.” Anita took out the list that had been prepared beforehand. “Everyone here will be responsible for establishing a branch office for the Goat-Man Demon.”

Based on a total of eight people, the thousand people were divided into eighty groups, which is also the number of branch offices to be set up. Each branch office will have about a dozen employees.

This is sufficient for now for a company with a 99% success rate in securing sales contracts.

For everyone, all they needed to do was temporarily submit a relatively perfect answer sheet to fool the goat-man devil and make him see a stable working environment in Java. Then, using Satan and Lucifer as an excuse, they would give him the illusion that the entire Indonesian region would be completely destroyed by these two guys, making the goat-man devil feel a sense of crisis and come here to eliminate the hidden dangers.

Then we can take the opportunity to lure the other party to a pre-arranged scene.

This is the plan that everyone came up with.

They believed that Satan and Lucifer would not let the goat-man devil succeed so easily, and would definitely take the opportunity to fight back, even though the situation was already very bad.

And indeed, as they predicted, Satan had arrived in reality with his Hill Egg. (End of Chapter)