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Chapter 5 You're Unworthy

Gu Huai originally thought of it as a simulation system designed to make the experience more realistic and enhance immersion.

Or perhaps it's just some random fantasy in my head.

However, it was made too neat and comprehensive, so realistic that Gu Huai began to hesitate, even unrealistically wondering if adding this thing would actually be of any use.
After thinking about it, he chose to synchronize.

Who cares? I've already gone crazy during the simulation, so why be afraid of using things I don't need in real life?

Synchronization complete. Remaining R points: 30.

[We are about to exit this simulation. Welcome back next time, Master.]

next time?

And next time?

What will you do next? Go online and get beaten up, huh?

The white light in front of me gradually disappeared, just like the natural transition from day to night.

When he suddenly felt that he could open his eyes.

I saw the words on the display screen inside the helmet.

Your sleep duration this time: 9 hours.

Your sleep level this time: Deep sleep.

Ok?
Nine hours?

Deep sleep?

"boom."

Gu Huai took off his helmet, sat up, and looked at the window with the curtains tightly closed.

Once opened, blinding sunlight bursts into view.

To his astonishment, it had actually become daytime.

Did I really sleep for that long? But according to my 'simulation,' it doesn't seem like it should have been that long, right? Could it have been like a dream?

After all, time doesn't feel real when you're dreaming. But the content of my dream just happened to be incredibly real.

not to mention.
After pacing around the room for a while, Gu Huai discovered another problem.

I feel much more energetic, and I even feel stronger when I clench my fists.
Wait.

Could the synchronized data in that simulation be synchronized with real-world data, thus requiring an additional 'R' points?
That's impossible! How could a sleep pod possibly do that? If such technology existed in modern times, everyone could become incredibly healthy simply by dreaming and sleeping. Why would we need gyms or nutritional supplements?
Perhaps this is just a delusion created by my subconscious.

There were no obvious changes; there was no change in physique or muscle mass.

Look in the mirror.

Gu Huai suddenly felt a pang of regret. If he had invested his points in Charm, would he have been more likely to be discovered?
"Om~~"

My phone suddenly vibrated; it was Xu Cheng calling.

Gu Huai answered the phone, "Hello?"

"Hey Gu Huai, did you use that sleep pod last night?"

"Used."

"How was the effect? ​​Did you fall asleep?"

"She did fall asleep."

"See! I told you it worked! You're just too wary of everything. You have to try some things to see if they work."

"By the way, I have a question for you."

"what's up?"

"It's this sleep pod. Its simulation experience function."

"What simulation experience feature?"

Gu Huai was stunned for a moment, and his hand holding the phone trembled involuntarily.

He suddenly realized, was it possible that something special, something unique, had just happened to him? "Um, does it have any special functions?"

Xu Cheng told Gu Huai with absolute certainty over the phone.

This sleep pod only has the function of helping people sleep; it has no other effects, no mini-games, and it is impossible for it to create dreams.

He didn't say much about what happened next; Gu Huai hung up the phone early and processed it on his own.

Having lived for almost thirty years, how did I suddenly gain a cheat code at this moment?
He looked at the helmet and immediately wanted to put it back on to confirm his guess.

But time was running out. Regardless of whether this was a gift from heaven or the only stroke of luck in his life, he still needed to play the role of a dutiful servant. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to afford rent and living expenses.

Moreover, he didn't really feel any obvious changes in his body, except that he was much more energetic. His dark circles still looked like heavy makeup.

Go out, go downstairs.

I simply bought two meat buns for 2 yuan each and a shumai for 1.5 yuan each from the breakfast stall at the entrance.

He only buys breakfast at the entrance of his apartment complex because the shumai and meat buns there don't contain mushrooms, and he hates mushrooms.

Just like how I dislike people like Zhong Xinyang.

Everyone in the company knows that Zhong Xinyang got in through connections and gained the boss's favor.

Everyone fawned over him, making him believe he was truly capable, which was why he was so young and so highly valued. It was practically an illusion caused by being cheated.

It sounds like I'm just being sarcastic from my own perspective.

But that's often how things are: the weak argue and no one cares; they just think you're jealous. Your complaints about injustice are simply dismissed as a lack of effort or talent.

Only when a strong person expresses their opinion on a matter will people take it seriously and believe that they are genuinely contributing to the industry.

"Wow. You just worked overtime yesterday, and you're here so early today. Gu Huai, you really are diligent and hardworking."

The unpleasant things are still happening.

For example, when going up the company elevator, he seemed to be half-dead and ended up riding in the same elevator as Zhong Xinyang, who was dressed in a suit and tie, with his hair still neat and beautiful, and he was even wearing perfume.

He still ignored my 'opinion' from yesterday, calling me by my first name without any respect.

After all, Lao Lin still held some value in his eyes, and the leader didn't have much influence over him. But he himself had no use to Lao Lin.

No one would take his opinions seriously, so when Zhong Xinyang was in a good mood, he could put on a show to maintain the dignity of his office colleagues, and when he was in a bad mood, he didn't bother to hide it.

Why not do something that comes without a cost?
"Thank you."

Gu Huai stared at the rising numbers on the elevator screen and answered expressionlessly.

Zhong Xinyang seemed to be very unhappy with the other party's attitude. After all, the other party could make him have emotional ups and downs, but why couldn't he? This was not fair.

At this point, he will think about the so-called fairness.

"If you ask me, someone with your work ethic deserves to be a team leader. Your hard work should be seen by the leadership. There's no one in the entire office who works harder than you. I really feel sorry for you. After all, the minister said that the position of team leader for Group Two is vacant this time, and he has high hopes for me."

"Yeah."

Because no one else was around, Zhong Xinyang could be more unrestrained and put away his usual humility in front of everyone.

After all, how can happiness be called happiness if there is no comparison? We need people like Gu Huai to serve as a control group.

"Sigh, I'm also very nervous. After all, I'm still too young, and I'm afraid many people in the team won't accept it. I hope you can support me when the time comes. Don't worry, I'll cover your coffee every time you work overtime after I become the team leader."

Gu Huai looked at Zhong Xinyang expressionlessly.

Zhong Xinyang suddenly realized, "Ah, you have insomnia, right? I forgot, then you can't drink coffee. Sigh, I really feel sorry for you. You're so excellent and hardworking, but they didn't even consider you when they were talking about team leaders, they didn't even mention you."

"Ding dong."

The elevator stopped on this floor.

Gu Huai, who usually showed no expression to his colleagues and treated them like strangers, actually smiled at Zhong Xinyang at this moment.

"If that's really what you think, then why don't you just tell the minister you don't want to be the group leader? I agree with you, I also think you're not qualified."

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(End of this chapter)