Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

The front of the talent incubation center has none of the oppressive and gloomy feeling that a data center usually has.

The place is brightly lit, with a self-service information desk at the front desk, and rows of photos and achievements of so-called outstanding employees hanging on the wall next to it.

After all, this place is ostensibly for promoting and training outstanding employees, as well as for helping employees with inefficient assets.

The employees who were used as fuel could never have known that behind this magnificent door lay a slaughterhouse where people were treated like fish on a chopping board and manipulated at will.

When Wu Wang came out of the elevator, he was not covered by any surveillance cameras.

Therefore, all the surveillance cameras on the entire floor that could look in this direction turned around at the same time.

They were like countless eyes, intently watching Wu Wang's every move.

To be honest, if the Smilers weren't currently trapped, and if countless instructions weren't interfering with the factory...

He was controlled by the smiling man the moment he appeared in front of him.

Wu Wang's voice echoed in the deserted building.

After about ten seconds, the talent incubation center finally responded.

A projection screen lit up behind the self-service information desk.

A female figure slowly appeared in the center of the screen; it was the AI ​​avatar that every employee had on their wristband—Monica.

Her face was gentle yet rational, and the curve of her lips was so precise it looked as if it had been measured with a compass.

The sound came from the wall speakers, gentle as if telling a bedtime story to a child:
“Employee #00000, your behavior has been recorded multiple times as suspected of violating regulations. I suggest you…”

Before he could finish speaking, Wu Wang waved his hand to interrupt him:
"That's enough, or I'll get arrogant."

Then, his tone turned serious and he said coldly, "Since I've chosen to be here, let's cut to the chase and get straight to the point."

"Right now, more than 98 percent of the employees in this building have become inefficient assets, right?"

"Although their desire value is currently zero in your algorithm, and their emotions are greatly aroused and they are extremely resistant to you, they are not producing any wish points, nor consuming any goods, and there is no fuel that you can extract from them."

"But you still don't care, because you believe that such anomalies that resist a major outbreak will eventually be forgotten."

"Do you need to do anything? Absolutely not."

"Just give them the cold shoulder and let the smiling ones be surrounded. As time goes by, these employees will calm down. In order to get a full meal, for a better future, and to make up for everything they have lost, after their ideals have been subjected to the cold violence of reality, they will eventually sit back down at their workstations and start typing on their keyboards again as if nothing had happened."

“Once the first person sits back down, it will attract more people to sit down as well. At that point, the factory will start operating again, the employees will continue to buy the desired goods, and they will still incur countless debts, eventually burning everything down, right?”

Wu Wang's voice wasn't loud, but every word was crystal clear in the empty corridor.

The little hill on its head couldn't help but shiver when it heard these words.

I thought to myself, humanity is truly hopeless.

Because he also knew very well that what the boss said was mostly true, and if the current trend continued to develop, it would only be a repeat of the second Solidarity strike.

From initial passion and excitement, to subsequent silence, and finally to complete annihilation.

The factory never needed to be involved.

It just needs to watch, and the employees will collapse internally.

This farce will eventually become just a few brief mentions in the archives.

However, how could Wu Wang allow things to proceed so smoothly?

His gaze was also fixed on the image of the Monica AI, and the smile on his lips carried a naked threat: "But all of this is based on the premise that you can really handle it calmly."

"Now I'm telling you clearly, I can make all employees with zero desire value disappear from production to non-existence in three minutes! What will you do then?"

Wu Wang tilted his head slightly, opened his arms and palms, and said:

"Unfortunately, they are all my hostages now, and I may kill them at any time."

"You can also bet on whether I have this ability, just like you didn't expect how they became worthless. Interested in verifying it?"

"If not, then let's make some terms."

"With the lives of everyone in this building."

Monica's projection froze on the screen for about two seconds.

These two short seconds are almost negligible in a normal conversation, but when applied to an artificial intelligence, they constitute a statement in themselves.

It is calculating, weighing, and considering the chain reaction that each subsequent word might trigger.

And, did Wu Wang truly possess such ability...?

The waste virus can infect all employees silently.

If Wu Wang really tampered with the virus, then he could indeed kill everyone in the building in an instant.

Indeed, his "non-existence" was not merely a matter of perception within the factory, but a true killing of everyone, using them as bargaining chips and hostages in negotiations.

Finally, after weighing the pros and cons, Monica spoke up.

"Your statement just now contained a threatening statement about the factory's assets."

"According to Article 162, Paragraph 4 of the contract, the factory has the right to take coercive measures against employees who make threatening remarks. However, I have also noticed that your current behavior rating is in an extremely unstable range, and coercive measures may have an uncontrollable impact on the normal operation of the factory."

Upon hearing this, Wu Wang tilted his head.

There was no smugness in his tone, only a calm, predictable tone: "You're just going on and on about what I already know, so you're just chickening out and want to talk, right?"

Monica smiled and said, "The factory is willing to listen to the employees' demands within reasonable limits, but this must be based on the premise that the demands themselves do not harm the factory's core interests."

Its meaning is quite clear.

You, Wu Wang, can say what you think, but don't expect me to suddenly release all the employees.

That's impossible. Even if I released everyone, I'd still be dead.

In response, Wu Wang held up two fingers to indicate: "Two conditions."

"First, for employees who voluntarily leave the factory, you must remove their 'desire bracelets.' Don't bring up any of those contract terms about lifelong binding. You wrote the contract; you can change it anytime you want."

"Second, before employees leave, you may not deduct their wish points in any form as part of the resignation process or penalty. They can take with them what they have already purchased."

The other party immediately responded:
"I'm sorry, but your first request fundamentally conflicts with the factory's current contract terms. The spirit of contracts is the basic framework for the factory's operation. Temporarily modifying the contract will shake the trust system of the remaining employees, and thus affect..."

Wu Wang interrupted again, asking, "The spirit of the contract?"

"You hide loan interest rates in appendices following countless terms and conditions, obscure the price adjustments for desired goods, and set the end of promotion as the end of burning out. You call this the spirit of contract?"

"Dude, your concept of contracts is probably separated from our human understanding by an entire galaxy, right?"

"I suggest you reorganize your words before you speak, otherwise I'll start killing the hostage."

Monica was silent for a moment.

He then said, "Your requirements are too broad; I need to calculate a more specific implementation framework."

Its tone remained calm.

It certainly knew that it couldn't directly refuse Wu Wang; they were currently in a bargaining phase.

The statement just now was merely a test.

As a result, the guy on the other end was completely unyielding and kept threatening to kill the hostage at the drop of a hat.

"Then hurry up and give me a workable version."

Wu Wang put his hands in his coat pockets and leaned against the wall of the corridor, looking as relaxed as if he were waiting for a takeout coffee.

"Don't spout nonsense like 'it's possible in principle but requires further study.' What I need is a solution that can be confirmed on the spot, implemented on the spot, and shows results on the spot."

His tough attitude gradually made Monica's smile disappear.

The person and the projector faced off for about two minutes.

Monica continued, "The factory can offer early termination options to employees who are currently considered inefficient assets, provided that the employees voluntarily apply and sign a voluntary resignation agreement."

"After signing the agreement, employees can line up on the 49th floor to have their wristbands removed. After voluntarily resigning, employees must leave the factory premises within 48 hours and may not return in any form."

“The deadline is too short,” Wu Wang added immediately.

Monica's response was equally uncompromising: "Forty-eight hours is the maximum time the factory can afford to keep the employee evacuation routes open. In addition, the process of removing the wristband will cause a certain degree of physiological discomfort, including but not limited to dizziness, tinnitus and local stinging. This is a normal separation phenomenon after the wristband has been attached to human tissue for a long time and is not within the scope of the factory's responsibility."

The factory takes responsibility very seriously.

It must completely absolve itself of all responsibility.

In response, Wu Wang asked in return, "What about those who don't want to leave?"

The other party's response was within his expectations—"Any employee who does not apply during the voluntary resignation period will be deemed to have voluntarily chosen to continue working with the company, and the factory will restore their service and employment positions in accordance with the existing contract terms."

At this point, Monica paused briefly before adding, "The factory respects the freedom of choice of every employee."

Wu Wang found this amusing.

He chewed on the word "respect," as if savoring an extremely sour candy: "If you truly respect them, can you guarantee that the employees who stay won't be laid off?"

Monica's response to his teasing was perfectly tactful.

"The factory's operating mechanism is based on objective data. As long as the employees' desires and values ​​remain within an operational range, the factory will naturally not take the initiative to eliminate employees."

This means that as long as you can still provide desire, the factory will not intentionally kill the goose that lays the golden eggs.

However, under such exploitation in the factory, desires will eventually be exhausted. When you are eliminated, it's just that your abilities can no longer match the factory's intensity. You can't blame the factory for sending you to the talent incubation center.

Wu Wang could certainly understand.

However, they didn't pursue the matter further.

After all, no matter how much you press, you won't get any more information; the other party is unlikely to make any further concessions.

"Okay." He gestured with his lip, indicating, "You gave me what I wanted, even if it was only at half price. So what are your conditions? I don't think you'd let me take it for free, right?"

Monica's answer was almost instantaneous.

He immediately stated his position: "Employee #00000, you must ensure that the remaining employees return to normal after the voluntary resignation channel is opened. During the period when the channel is open, you have no right to participate in the signing process of other employees' resignation confirmation letters, no right to interfere with the technical operation of the wristband cancellation procedure, and no right to interfere with the employees' words or actions before they submit their voluntary resignation."

A barrage of unauthorized actions came crashing down.

Wu Wang raised an eyebrow and smiled, "So you're saying I have to leave after I set the fire, and I'm not even allowed to stay and watch the show?"

That's a really rude thing to say.

What do you mean you started the fire and then planned to watch the show?

It's fortunate that the other party is a program.

Otherwise, a real person would probably be so angry that they would have already attacked.

"You may remain within the factory premises, but you must maintain distance from work areas related to the departure process. If you violate this restriction, the factory will immediately close the voluntary departure channel and list you as a high-priority subject for mandatory processing."

In other words, if Wu Wang makes any more underhanded moves, the factory will choose to expose him directly.

They would sacrifice the lives of all their employees to pay for Wu's death.

Without a doubt, if it comes to this, the main questline for players of the Calamity will be dead.

After all, if all the employees die, it can't be called liberation, and there's no way to take over.

Players will likely be stuck in this dungeon world forever.

"make a deal."

Wu Wang agreed almost without hesitation.

As soon as she finished speaking, Monica's projection on the screen flickered slightly, as if she were making a final confirmation.

Then its voice rang out, though it sounded somewhat routine:

"The voluntary resignation channel will open in 30 minutes in the training hall of the Wish Planning Center on the first, second and third floors. At that time, smiling staff will be on site to assist with the relevant procedures."

“Employee #00000, please keep your promise.”

Wu Wang smiled and waved at the other party: "Don't worry, I'm a man who keeps his promises the most."

"However, I have another requirement. After the channel is opened, you must inform every employee about this. You can't just tell a certain floor or just say it once on the broadcast. You must clearly write it on every computer and display it on every wristband."

Monica's projection on the screen gradually went out.

Before disappearing completely, they responded with: "This is within the scope of your request and can be implemented."

After that, the entire entrance to the talent incubation center fell into dead silence once again.

After all, apart from Wu Wang, there was probably not a single living person here.

Wu Wang stood still, staring at the blacked-out screen for about ten seconds.

Then he lowered his head and chuckled in a voice only he could hear.

The laughter was short, and the curve of the lips was very shallow.

It's like the satisfaction of having successfully placed a piece in the desired position, a satisfaction that doesn't require anyone's witness.

Little Qiu flicked its tail at the back of his neck: "Meow?"

"Boss, it agreed so quickly, could it be a trap?"

Wu Wang turned and walked towards the elevator, his steps light and his tone relaxed: "Nonsense, of course there's a trap."

"The conditions it agreed to were all losses it could afford. It was a smart deal to exchange employees who were not very valuable to begin with for me, a plague, to leave."

Xiao Qiu rolled her eyes.

So you knew you were a jinx!

"I don't believe that employees who are seduced by desire can easily wake up. Otherwise, the big boss's sea of ​​desire wouldn't have countless stone sculptures sinking to the bottom," Wu Wang said with a shrug.

Although there are now rebellions and resistance against the Smilers throughout the factory.

However, each floor is still different.

For employees on lower floors like the fourth floor, their struggle is more purely about survival, leaving the factory, or fighting for freedom to overthrow this oppressive class.

But the higher up the building, the more complex the struggles among the employees become.

A large portion of these people are already deeply trapped in the vortex of desire and unable to extricate themselves.

Choosing to stand up and fight now is essentially just a way to demand more benefits from the factory, or to find a way to satisfy their own desires.

Even if we told them the true nature of the factory.

Their ideas would not be similar to those of Tie Jian and others.

Instead, they believe that as long as they are valuable enough, they can get more from this factory.

As long as his desires don't fade, the factory won't do anything to him.

In short, they would have nothing if they left here; the only way to satisfy their ever-growing desires was to stay and continuously extract benefits.

This is a temptation that cannot be offered by the outside world.

These are the true core employees who keep the factory running, or rather, slaves to their desires.

The factory must be confident enough to know that there are definitely many people like that.

Their presence in the factory is enough to keep it running for a long time.

After driving Wu away during this period, the factory will slowly start recruiting from the outside world again, and everything will repeat itself.

It will stand in this world forever.

As long as desires persist, factories will never cease operations.

But... Wu Wang had also thought of this.

"So what if it's a trap?" Wu Wang laughed as he entered the elevator and watched the floor numbers change. "That's the trap I want. I want to use it to see who can be liberated and who will perish with the factory."

"Many people will die here next."

"Little Hill, we will be bathed in blood, but thankfully it will only be the blood of the enemy."

"This is the only way to fight for freedom. Are you ready?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Qiu straightened his head and puffed out his chest.

"Meow!"

[That's exactly what we want—a river of blood, meow!]

Even if I die this time, it will be worth the price of admission!

Seeing the adorable sight of the cow cat standing on its head, waving its front paws and starting to do military-style boxing, Wu Wang couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"I've heard of bloodthirsty audiences, but I never imagined there would be bloodthirsty cats too."

"Then let's bury it together..." (End of Chapter)