Evolution Paradise, are you the disaster?

Chapter 596 Russell and Poseidon: A Life of Walking on Thin Ice

How does the corporate culture of a "fictional history organization" adapt to local customs?

The way "Version T0" chose to die caused not only a slight twitch in "Jiong's" eye, but also a strange expression on Meng Yi's face.

"That's fine."

"I'll have Russell's guy arrange it for you. You can submit your resignation letter yourself."

Russell, known in the underworld as "Luo Mayan, the Nemesis of Justice, the Vanguard of Evil, the Superman Driver, Long Live Hydra, the Inventor of the Bizarre Funeral Business, and the Lifelong Enemy of Trident and Poseidon," is one of the most capable members of the new generation of the "Fictional History Organization."

"It just so happens that Russell previously served as a 'Local Satanic Name' in a '14th-Tier Alternative Primal Test Ground' that incorporated 'Marvel Series Information Interaction,' thus having some connection with the White Mage."

Before Meng Yi could ask further, "Geng" briefly mentioned the information about the new generation of entertainers under His command.

The idle, carefree people couldn't handle the excessive work pressure at the "Crusader Group".

Russell 'transcended' his hometown's "14th Order - Alternative Primal Worldview" and spent some time with "Crusader Group - Hell Department - Satan".

Then this guy decisively packed up and ran away, joining a "fictional unofficial history organization" where he found common ground and could better utilize his own strengths, perfectly combining his personal interests with his work.

What "Daoist struggle" or not, "transforming into Pangu" or not, "the fictional unofficial history organization Russell" is sober-minded, he has no intention of taking action at all, he is definitely a super slacker of the "Solomon" type.

Russell's thought was: 'Hey, that's just being cheeky! Just causing trouble! With the protection of "All Realms and Unofficial Histories," come at me if you dare! I love seeing your exasperated and helpless expressions.'

……

Meng Yi and "Geng" left the office of "Version T0" and began to arrange the grand funeral required by "Version T0".

Before the "fictional history organization" could issue a dismissal order for an employee who was breathing through his nose, "Version T0," who chose to maintain his dignity, proactively submitted his resignation.

With a wave of his hand, "Version T0" erased his traces. The "Fictional History Organization - Department Leader - Writer" authority manifested and solidified in the form of an official seal, restoring this "One of the Thirteen Departments - Office" to the template before his arrival.

Then, He slowly walked out of the room, calmly facing the final outcome.

The pure white door closed gently, temporarily sealing off the place that symbolized identity.

Once the winner of the job competition arrives here, they will naturally inherit the status and authority of "Version T0" within the "Fictional History Organization"...

The outcome of the high-level power struggle is already predetermined; the only difference is the process.

As for Meng Yi's rivals for the position? Let's figure out how to survive the "Fictional History Organization - First Running Man & Unrestricted Fighting Tournament" first.

[Note: It has been detected that "Mythical Great Luo T3·Version T0" has voluntarily relinquished its "Writer" related permissions.]

[Note: A Level 14 Advanced Player, Lord of Illusion, has been detected paying a price to interfere with the "Special Dungeon" process.]

[Note: It has been detected that "Paradise Player - White Demon" possesses the first-in-line inheritance right to "Mythical Great Luo T3 - Writer".]

A slight trace of the immense and supreme power descended.

The "Evolution Paradise - Automatic Operation Mechanism" ignores the underlying logic framework of the "15th-Tier Test Ground - Unofficial History Headquarters" and subverts a corner of the "Myriad Realms - Unofficial History Phenomenon".

The power of the park corrects this insignificant corner compared to the "myriad worlds and unofficial history phenomenon".

While retaining the blessing related to "All Realms and Unofficial Histories Phenomenon", the interference of "Fictional Unofficial Histories Organization" and "Immediately Infinite: Lord of Illusion" is denied.

[Note: Fix complete! "Paradise Player - White Mage" will receive the relevant special fix effect when opening the door; the special fix effect will be removed if the player is not "Paradise Player - White Mage".]

Even the "Twisted Demon" can be killed without hesitation, so a mere status authority based on "All Heavens and Myriad Realms - Unofficial History Phenomena" is no match for the "Evolution Paradise - Automatic Operation Mechanism".

Throughout, the "special reward" given by the "Evolution Paradise Automatic Operation Mechanism" was the "first-in-line inheritance right," rather than being directly granted to Meng Yi.

This is an opportunity, and opportunities are for those who are prepared.

"paradise……"

"Version T0" stood quietly in front of the locked door and sighed sadly.

If she had been selected by the "Evolution Paradise Player Selection Mechanism," would the ending have been different?
"Life is the result of a series of choices. One wrong step leads to another. It's your own decision, so why regret it?"

"Version T0" shook her head and chuckled. She had long since resigned herself to her fate. It was all just a matter of time and destiny!

……

"15th-level test field, unofficial history headquarters, public area".

"You son of a bitch Russell, I'll f*** you!"

"Mythical Poseidon" from the "Greek Group" is relentlessly criticizing an Asian man whose mental manifestation is black hair and black eyes, dressed in casual clothes, and with a somewhat cynical demeanor.

"You little brat, are you trying to make fun of me?!"

"Back then, you didn't escape your hometown, and I didn't hold it against you because you were young. Now that you're in the real world, you're still recklessly messing around without any remorse. I think you've already chosen your path to death!"

Poseidon looked hostile. If it weren't for the protection of the "Unofficial History Headquarters - Public Area" mechanism, he would have used his trident with three prongs to teach Russell's swallow why the flowers were so red.

"Hehehe, Senior Poseidon, you are a sea god, not some 'pure and innocent' sea god!"

"The fact that you can't add a trident to the 'Douluo Series' is merely a manifestation of your insignificant 'mythical dissemination'; your 'path to self-destruction' is linked to a twisted entity like 'Pure and Immaculate Tang Moumou'—aren't you ashamed?"

Although his strength was far inferior to that of "Poseidon", Russell, protected by the "fictional history organization", seemed fearless.

As everyone knows, Russell's mind is as big as a horse's eye. He tried every means to undermine "Poseidon," this old blockade, attempting to link "Mythical Poseidon" with "Pure and Immaculate Abstract Sea God."

"Hurry up! Delete all the unofficial historical accounts circulating about the 'Poseidon Trident'!"

"Otherwise, you'd better stay hidden in the public area of ​​the 'Level 15 Test Grounds - Unofficial History Headquarters' forever. If you dare to come out, I'll beat you every time I see you!"

"Poseidon" threatened in an unfriendly tone.

He decided that if Russell, that scoundrel, got too big for his britches, He would beat up Russell's derivative information body formed by "Great Russell Characteristics - Information Dissemination" throughout all the heavens and the myriad worlds.

"We have to go through the proper procedures, senior 'Poseidon'."

"Also, remember to use your job title when you're at work."

Russell shrugged, adopting a helpless attitude. He quite liked his job as a "fictional history organization," so if he didn't want to leave, he wouldn't leave.

Russell's authority was insufficient to help "Poseidon" delete the spread of unofficial historical accounts, but it was enough to interfere with "Poseidon's" procedures.

That's how public institutions are.

Paying money might not get things done, but not paying money guarantees it won't work, because those with the authority have plenty of ways to cause trouble.

"Huh...huh..."

Poseidon took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, saying, "Fine, fine, Luo Plant, I've applied. When will I get a result?"

Russell leisurely picked his ear with his little finger, pretending to check the backend work panel.

"You haven't submitted enough materials. Go back and fill out the form again to get in line."

Russell casually returned the incredibly detailed application form to "Poseidon," saying uncertainly, "It might take two or three days at the earliest, or perhaps three to five Paradise Chronicles at the latest, to get a result?"

As he spoke, Russell made a rubbing motion with his hands like a fly, the unspoken message being 'more money'.

Cheap! So cheap!
Poseidon clenched his fists so tightly they cracked, and roared, "Even if I, Poseidon, die, even if I jump from the 'Dark Side of the Heavens - The Final Abyss,' I will never compromise with you, you despicable wretch who abuses your power!"

"Chichi..."

Russell's face was tense, as if the sneer from just now had not come from his mouth.

"Alright, I have a mission to assign, I'll be going now."

"Oh, by the way, if you have time, go check out 'Tier 14: The Original DC Universe.' The Batman in Gotham City says he won't fight you anymore."

Russell waved and walked away with an air of nonchalance.

Poseidon, who hadn't kept up with the times, was momentarily confused, and his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Why doesn't Batman in Gotham City fight him?
Isn't Batman a nobody who doesn't even possess the "Great Luo Characteristics - Unique in All Realms"?
"Damn you, you jungler! You damn Russell! You're the clown! Your whole family are clowns!"

Poseidon cursed loudly.

Such situations are not uncommon in "fictional history organizations," where every "writer" has anywhere from tens of thousands to an endless number of enemies chasing and cursing them.

Compared to the older Deng, who had been in office for many years, the younger Deng Russell, who only offended one enemy, seemed to have a much higher moral standard.

……

"15th Floor Test Grounds, Unofficial History Headquarters, Public Area", Headquarters Building of "Wishful Thinking Co., Ltd".

Several "mythical tyrants" who once relied on the prestige of "version T0" to act arrogantly and create a lot of abstract things have now had their fortunes reversed and it's time for them to pay the price.

They were unwilling to surrender; they wanted to struggle a little longer.

Therefore, he submitted his application to compete for the "Version T0" position, based on his seniority as a direct employee of "Version T0".

While living off a "fictional historical organization," they secretly run companies and illegal groups to make money and cause trouble.

He takes the convenience for granted, but when something goes wrong, he lacks the courage to take responsibility. Such a spineless old fox will certainly not be taken seriously by Meng Yi.

Competition? Meng Yi wasn't even interested in collecting information about competitors. So what if he was a "Mythical Great Luo T4 Writer" belonging to the "Version T0"? He was still going to die!
"Alas! Our lives are like walking on thin ice; will we ever reach the other side?"

"Mythical Great Luo, Brother Bo Bing" sighed.

"Yes! Yes! It's just a tiny baby who hasn't even grown all its feathers yet, not even a 'Big Luo' yet."

"As long as we stay in the public area and don't leave, no one can do anything to us."

"Mythical Great Luo Pangolin" confidently stated, "Once that little brat advances to 'Advanced Player' and loses the protection of 'Evolution Paradise,' we'll try to buy the Ferocious Shark Man."

The other "Mythical Great Luo" members present all tried to boost morale by talking amongst themselves, essentially burying their heads in the sand.

Everyone knows the plan is unreliable; if there's no "Evolution Paradise," there's still the "Crusader Group," but there's nothing they can do.

They only want to live, to enjoy rights without working and without taking responsibility. What wrong have they done?

If Meng Yi were to say "accept them as dogs," this group of seasoned, morally ambiguous individuals would immediately kneel at Meng Yi's feet as "Mythical Great Luo T4," proclaiming, "We've wandered half our lives, never encountering a wise ruler. If you don't abandon us, we're willing to become your godfather!"

(End of this chapter)