Lobotomy: Battle Master's Strongest Knight

"Wake up, today's work is over."

When Mark was about to return to his familiar room, a big hand pressed on his shoulder, bursting his dream and snot bubbles.

"Who is it?" Mark opened his eyes and a middle-aged man's face slowly appeared in front of him.

"Jonah?" Mark slowly read out the other person's name, and then suddenly remembered something in his mind. He stood up hurriedly and looked around.

The ceiling lights emitted a dim light, as if using their last bit of strength to support this forgotten place.

The lime on the walls was peeling off, and some places had completely corroded, revealing dark red bricks. A damp and moldy smell permeated the air.

Through the dim light, Mark discovered that the shelter was full of cracks, emitting a faint cold aura that made people shudder.

When he looked around, he found some blurred writings on the wall, which seemed to be marks left by someone in the past.

The entire space was covered with a thick layer of dust, with some broken furniture and discarded items piled up in the corners, but their former glory had been wiped out by the torrent of time.

However, most of the space was occupied by employees lying in all directions. Since they could not bear the chaotic and distorted vision, they simply spent the day sleeping.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Mark rubbed his eyes subconsciously, and then sighed:

"Oh my god, is it really over?"

"Why else would I call you? We can get out in a little while." Jonah stretched, holding his head with his hands and looking at the ceiling above.

"I think a lot of people will die today."

"Hey, why? Didn't the supervisor open the emergency exit and let us take shelter here?" Mark scratched his head, sat down next to the "old" employee at level three, and asked him.

Hearing this, Jonah smiled bitterly and pointed to the exit of the shelter ahead.

When Mark looked over, he saw a huge metal door standing there.

Dust covered every corner of the facade, obscuring the luster of the metal to an almost invisible level. The few spots that were occasionally exposed were eroded by time, leaving only vague traces of bumps and depressions.

At this moment, Jonah's hoarse voice sounded again, explaining to the other party:

"Just look at the dust above and you'll know. Since I came here, this passage has only been opened twice, and both times were now. Do you know why?"

“Because it was safe before, there was no need to open it?”

"Puff!" Hearing this, Jonah suddenly leaned forward, laughed subconsciously, and pressed Mark's shoulder and slowly said:

"It's safe. Do you know how many times our company has gone through major changes? Do you know where the meat fed to the Abnormality comes from?"

Upon hearing this, Mark trembled and asked the other party tremblingly:

"But, why? Humans grow flesh so slowly, wouldn't it be better to use livestock meat instead?"

"You're wrong. What those monsters want is not meat, but this," Jonah tapped his head with his index finger and spoke to the other party.

"Brain?"

"It's emotion," Jonah lay back down and looked ahead.

"The Minister mentioned this to me and Harvey and his group of old staff when we were playing word chain games before. The essence of enkephalin is the emotion of the abnormality. The purpose of our work is to satisfy the abnormality and make it produce positive emotions."

At this point, Jonah fished out a crumpled cigarette from his pocket, put it to his nose and took a puff before continuing:

"It's just that the Abnormality can also obtain emotions through plundering. Hey, aren't you curious why our employees here are generally emotional compared to the numb city?"

"so……"

"Yeah," Jonah nodded, "I've observed before when my vision wasn't this serious, and the production capacity of the Abnormalities has generally begun to decline. It looks like it's almost time to feed them."

"But, didn't the supervisor change? Perhaps..."

Before Mark finished speaking, the knob behind the metal door clicked, and then slowly moved to the right. Then people watched Ron and Harvey, who were covered in blood, slowly walk in and said to everyone:

"Today's work is over. Everyone, follow us to the lounge of the central headquarters and gather to receive treatment from the regeneration reactor."

“Senior,” Mark swallowed his saliva and said worriedly:

"How's it going today?"

Hearing this, Ron paused and slowly turned around, allowing Mark to clearly see the thick bloodstain under the other's left eye.

"Maybe a lot of people will die, right?" Harvey said calmly. Then everyone was shocked to see that the skin on his forehead was frighteningly white. Part of his brain that had been eroded and dissolved had mixed with the blood and flowed from that place to his shoulders.

Even a Level 5 employee with an ALEPH-level EGO was injured like this, what about the other employees...

"Harvey, where is Terry? I remember that after the unusual situation in the Intelligence Department, he was assigned to the Central Headquarters together with you."

He panicked and ran away, and he's probably dead now." Harvey's eyes dimmed and he looked at the ground.

"Senior," Mark swallowed his saliva, "Can you explain why? I remember the employee handbook said that panicking employees can be saved."

Hearing this, Harvey slowly raised his head, looked at the other party and said:

"Today's abnormal state will cause the inhibitor to fail, hiding all hostile trials and abnormalities, and the panicked employees are also like this. We have no ability to save them."

"Well," Ron nodded and added in a low voice:

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"And this abnormal state can be adjusted flexibly to assist the abnormality. For data deletion, the method is to reveal the true form and destroy the inhibitor."

The strange experience has gained invisibility! Thinking of this, all the staff felt a chill running up their spines and trembled with fear.

In normal vision, even if they can see the Abnormality and dodge in time, it will still cause terrible casualties. Then when they become invisible, won't the company become a buffet restaurant?

Plus the suppressor failed...

Thinking of this, some employees subconsciously clasped their hands, feeling lucky that their rank was too low and that they were lucky enough to have encountered a change of supervisor.

Looking at everyone who was rejoicing, Harvey looked at Jonah beside him and then let out a long sigh.

At the end of the work, the watch will automatically conduct a mental assessment. If the employee is in a state of panic, it will choose to inject a deadly poison to kill him.

The attack by Data Delete into the lounge alone caused panic among a large number of employees, and under today's core suppression, those panicked employees would disappear.

In these cases, simply finding them is a fantasy, let alone restoring their spirits.

As Ron was counting the number of people, the loudspeaker above suddenly sounded, followed by Minister Netzach's tired voice:

“The following is the company’s management log for today. The promoted employees are as follows:

"Wu Ke was promoted to level 5, Billy was promoted to level 2..."

Listening to the announcement from above, all the employees looked at the ground in silence.

At the beginning, when the promotion was announced, the staff would always make some jokes, but that brief moment of relaxation would always be shattered by the heavy figures behind.

After discovering the new supervisor had taken office, they had tried to forget that memory, but today's nightmarish core suppression dealt them a heavy blow.

The new supervisor is a good person, but the world cannot be changed by good people alone. Although the supervisor gives them hope, can they really live to that time?

Time slowly creeps by in this heavy atmosphere. People completely ignore those employees who are being promoted, waiting for that heavy number.

"The following is a report on the casualties of employees..."

The moment these words came out of the radio, everyone held their breath, their hearts beat rapidly, and prepared for the worst.

"The death toll..."

When these four words rang out, Netzach's tired voice suddenly stopped, and everyone could clearly hear the surprise in the other party's words.

"Even Minister Netzach, who is used to death, was shocked?" Ron smiled bitterly, sat down against the dusty wall, looked at the amethyst necklace in his hand and said:

"It looks like I'll be able to accompany you soon."

The staff around also lowered their heads, looking at the ground blankly.

They can hide here because of the tall employees at level four and five, and tomorrow, it will be their turn.

With a crackling sound, the lights suddenly dimmed, like a dying firefly, barely illuminating the corner of the shelter with the remaining light of its life. They flickered, sometimes dim and yellow, and sometimes almost extinguished.

The shadows cast by the lights were distorted and weird, shrouding everything in a vague darkness. These dim lights could not penetrate the thick air thoroughly, and could only barely illuminate their tired and pale faces.

In the dead silence of despair, Netzach trembled and read the following words:

"Death toll: 0."

Chapter 213 Gift from the Staff

"what?"

When they heard the numbers on the radio, all the employees in the company were stunned and looked at each other blankly. After a few breaths, the whole space became chaotic.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible? We are almost collapsing hiding here, how can there be zero casualties?"

"There's nothing we can do. Maybe there are too many casualties and they're afraid that we'll be traumatized. Instead of worrying about these things, we should think about how to survive in the future."

"Ah, it's bad enough that our names and files were deleted after we died, but now we don't even deserve a number?"

"Zero casualties?" Sam shook his head and said with a wry smile:

"It looks like Minister Netzach is high again. I thought his agreement with the Director would last a few more days."

In the noisy atmosphere, Harvey suddenly remembered something, found Terry's contact information on his watch, and pressed it with trembling fingers.

Listening to the beeping sound from his watch, Harvey's eyes gradually dimmed. After sighing, he was about to reach out and cut it off, but at this moment, a voice suddenly came from the other side: "Hello."

"Hello?" Harvey breathed quickly and put his watch to his ear.

But it seemed that the communication had just been restored, and there was still a crackling sound of electricity. In addition, the surroundings were too noisy, so Harvey could not hear what was said on the other end at all.

"Shut up, everyone!"

As Harvey shouted, the noisy space calmed down. The staff around turned their heads in confusion and looked at Harvey in the center.

After realizing that the surroundings had calmed down, Harvey quickly turned up the volume to the maximum and continued shaking.

With a "sizzle", the electric noise in the communication suddenly dissipated, and the loud voice of the other party came out. "You say something?"

Hearing this, Mark looked at Harvey's employee watch in surprise, and subconsciously complained in his heart, is that little thing so loud?

But when he heard the familiar voice coming from inside, Harvey was stunned for a few seconds, and then asked:

"who are you?"

"Ah, I'm Terry. Senior, are you feeling unwell?"

"Of course I know you are Terry, how come you are not dead?"

"Oh my god! Senior Harvey, even if I'm a bit of a drag on the team, you wouldn't curse me like that, right?"

"No, that's not what I meant. I meant..." Harvey was a little incoherent for a moment, and after thinking for a while, he asked:

"Didn't you flee from the lounge in panic? All communications were cut off at the time, and the supervisor couldn't issue any instructions. How did you wake up?"

"Oh, you ask that?" Terry on the other side laughed a few times, patted his chest and said:

"It was the new supervisor who brought people to rescue me. Hehe, to put it in context, I was the first person in our company to see him."

"What? The supervisor brought people to rescue you?" Harvey asked loudly, unable to react for a moment.

"Yes, except for the employees who attacked in the lounge, all the panicked employees were rescued by the supervisor and a few guys with the Abyss Items. I even helped them afterwards."

At this point, Terry suddenly became excited and lowered his voice slightly:

"Let me tell you, the new supervisor may have been a cleaner or worked in intelligence or something like that, and his ears and eyes are really sharp.

"While we were walking along the wall like blind men, he found two invisible panicked employees, and then the two bug-like Abnormalities rushed over and woke them up with just two clicks. That was so efficient."

What Terry didn't expect was that under the broadcast of the special small watch of the Cerebrovascular Company, his behavior of lowering his voice was meaningless at all, and almost all the employees heard what the other party said.

Seeing this, everyone froze and looked at their colleagues around them in confusion.

"No, did you hear that?" an employee looked at his senior on the right. "That person said the supervisor personally led a team to rescue the employees?"

"Well, he also said that the supervisor had a very good eye."

Some of the employees followed Harvey's example and dialed the number to contact colleagues in the same department. Then they were shocked to find out that

"This is actually true!"

"Oh my god, we are so lucky to have such a supervisor." A third-level employee stood up, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised, and he smiled foolishly.

If I continue like this, not only will I survive, but I might even be able to get out alive. When that happens, I will just go buy a few tickets and have a good time.

"What? The new supervisor can actually see clearly in that situation?" Hearing this, Ron blinked, feeling incredible.

He knew the situation at the end of today. Being able to see the road was a big problem. Most employees were dizzy and vomiting. In this situation, finding the invisible panicked employees was simply a fantasy.