Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

The meeting lasted for nearly an hour.

After the event ended, Wu Wang had just walked out of the conference room when a voice called out to him from behind: "Hey, you sharp-tongued guy, wait a minute."

Without turning his head, he said, "First, I'm not sarcastic, I just have a sharp tongue. Second, my name isn't Hey, it's Chu Yuxun."

other side:"……"

So you fucking know you have a foul mouth!

Da da da—

Even so, the man quickly walked up to Wu Wang and stopped him.

She was the first widowed woman to speak.

Slightly out of breath, he asked, "What you said... were you just saying it casually, or do you actually know something about it?"

Wu Wang did not give a direct answer to this.

He just squinted and asked, "Has your bracelet ever sent you any product recommendations related to your husband at any time?"

This was the same question he asked the police officer on the fourth floor earlier.

The widowed woman paused for a moment.

She recalled that after dealing with an emotional dispute at work that day, her bracelet pushed a low-threshold wish recommendation. It wasn't something as expensive as "The Deceased Returns," but simply the brand of black tea that her late husband drank every morning for breakfast.

It was a promotion called "Recreating the Taste of the Past," which only required 5 Wish Points, making it practically free.

She initially thought it was a coincidence and couldn't resist making the purchase.

When I returned to my workstation, I found that the brewed black tea had already been delivered.

The taste was exactly the same as the one her husband made.

“This is one of the ways it works.” Wu Wang shrugged nonchalantly. “Every time you cry, it gives you a piece of candy; every time you break down, it gives you a memory of reunion. It doesn’t want you to die quickly; it just wants you to hesitate and drag on, yearning for something every day.”

"Hesitation is the most stable range for it to profit."

Unlike the police officer and Zhou Ping, who were resolute, these two were the type who would fight desperately towards a goal once they set their sights on it.

Therefore, the factory would give them an expensive product directly, and then continue to exploit them after they took out a loan.

The downside of doing this is that, like Zhou Ping, it can easily breed dissatisfaction and lead to a decline in work quality.

Relatively speaking, widowed women who are indecisive are the factory's favorite employees.

She has an expensive goal, but she's not very determined about it.

As she gradually moved toward her goal, the factory was able to continuously tempt and exploit her.

This is much more stable than Zhou Ping's approach.

Upon hearing Wu Wang's words, the other person lowered his head and pressed hard on his bracelet, as if pressing on a throbbing wound.

"Then... what should I do?"

"Tell me first, what were the last moments like for the person who passed away?"

“Car accident… He was crushed to pieces by a truck that lost control of its brakes. We didn’t even have time to say our last words.”

Wu Wang nodded at this answer.

Then, in a serious tone, he said, "Then remember this."

"Remember, the tragedy happened before you even said goodbye. Don't let the factory use his voiceprint to invent a comforting line for you; that's theft."

The widowed woman had a thoughtful expression.

Wu Wang didn't care whether she listened or not, and walked past her and continued outside.

He had only taken a few steps when he heard someone behind him say, "Thank you, Chu Yuxun. My name is Sun Wei, and my employee number is #8900."

As a native of the instance, she naturally didn't know that Chu Yuxun could not possibly be Wu Wang's name.

dong dong dong-

A person with extremely fast steps came out of the conference room and rushed towards the elevator.

That was a doctor who had resigned; the middle-aged, balding man's eyes were filled with barely suppressed anxiety.

He has successfully sold eight wish loans today.

There are eight portions in total! He gets a commission from each one!

One of the loans was given to a patient in his forties with early-stage cancer who wanted to obtain the "health recovery" product in advance through the loan.

The loan received a high rating because the recipient expressed a renewed interest in purchasing the advanced "Never Relapse" product after the loan was disbursed.

My work task is about to end in one hour.

Perhaps I can persuade even more people to take out loans, and my wish points will be ahead of all other employees at the same time!
And that's indeed the case. If you don't count the 1000 wish points quest that nobody knows about for the bespectacled loli, this former doctor is indeed the employee who earned the most.

As he hurried past the widowed woman Sun Wei and Wu Wang, he muttered something incoherent to himself, as if trying to convince himself or provoking them:
"I am cleaner than any of you today..."

He rushed into the elevator and frantically pressed the floor buttons, hoping to go even faster.

The police officer followed him into the elevator.

He had seen everything the other person had done, but he hadn't said anything.

He simply folded his hands together, the hands he had used to interrogate suspects, and rubbed his thumbs back and forth along the edge of the bracelet.

The callus on his thumb, a result of years of holding a gun, rubbed against the bracelet's outer shell, producing an extremely subtle friction sound, much like the sound of a pistol's safety being gently pushed open.

The elevator has left.

When Wu Wang went to wait for the elevator to come back, he found the bespectacled little girl, Tortoiseshell, leaning against the wall.

She crossed her arms, and the warm yellow light from the ceiling reflected off her glasses.

"Who are you waiting for?" Wu Wang asked casually as he watched the elevator floor change.

"Wait for you."

"I have no money."

Faced with Wu Wang's still cheeky reply, Dai Mao rolled her eyes.

"I'm not talking about that kind of waiting, but what you said in the meeting..."

"Improvised without a draft. If you want my autograph, I suggest you buy a copy of my autobiography first, although I haven't started writing it yet."

Wu Wang responded to every single one of his words, but they were all just empty platitudes.

The hawksbill turtle laughed, a little annoyed.

But still suppressing his emotions, he said, "I know what you want to do. You want the factory to notice you. I'm just more curious if you know why you want to do this?"

Ding-dong-

The elevator returned very quickly.

Seeing the elevator doors open, Wu Wang did not go in.

“You know what? When someone wants attention in the face of unknown danger, there are only two possibilities.” Wu Wang held up two fingers to indicate: “First, he’s insane.”

"And the second one?" Tortoiseshell asked, puzzled.

Wu Wang stepped into the elevator and laughed, "He's about to fire, but most people still think he's just holding a banana."

He pressed the open button inside the elevator, keeping the door open.

The way the tortoiseshell was looking at her gave her a strange feeling.

This guy...is inviting me?
Should we join him in shooting at the factory, or rather, risk our lives and go crazy?

But before Daimao could even take a step while he was thinking, Wu Wang released the button.

"By the way, if you just want to watch from the sidelines, I suggest you go further away."

"Because the target I'm going to hit might splatter you with blood."

The elevator doors closed.

The hawksbill turtle stood still, watching the numbers on the elevator display screen jump down.

My wristband also showed that the distance to the mission target was getting farther and farther away.

She smiled.

The other party spoke cryptically, and it was unclear whether they had truly discovered that their specific job was to supervise him.

But he still pushed his glasses up a bit to show that, "The premise for getting me splattered with blood is that I'm more afraid of blood than you are."

"And you, I'm afraid you need to understand one thing—you are my target." She exuded an aura of wanting to control everything.

Sun Wei, who arrived late, was a little hesitant to approach.

She could only stand carefully at a distance, waiting for the hawksbill turtle to get on the elevator before continuing to wait for the next round...

Wu Wang returned to his workstation on the fourth floor.

I casually turned on my computer to see if any new tasks had popped up.

Just then, the white projection on the bracelet appeared, saying with a slightly helpless tone:

"Sir, your behavior rating has changed again, from D to D-. At the current rate of decline, you may become the first person in the history of this Desire Factory to reach the theoretical lower limit of the rating system in the fastest way."

She is now essentially a parasite of the Desire Bracelet. Although she doesn't yet have the ability to directly infiltrate the main system, she can still read some unimportant extra information.

"There's a theoretical lower limit? I thought they'd specifically assign me an F grade or a new letter?"

[Bai] sighed and said, "In fact, the system has already added a new category tag to the meeting minutes."

"The tag is called 'Contagious Negative Feedback,' defined as an employee's behavior causing a decrease in the desired output efficiency of other employees by more than 5%..."

Wu Wang raised an eyebrow: "Only 5%? Am I not working hard enough?"

Hearing him beat his chest and stamp his feet, it seemed like he hadn't tried hard enough.

[White] Even artificial intelligence is helpless against this scoundrel.

"This tag is currently only applicable to you, be content."

These words finally made Wu Wang a little happier.

"That's more like it. It's always difficult to make progress from scratch."

"By the way, could you please retrieve the file for that smiling employee HR-2714? Not a public file, but his complete record before he was sent to the talent incubation center. Can you do that?"

Upon hearing Wu Wang's command, the projection of [Bai] flickered slightly, as if it were performing some kind of calculation.

After a moment, she said regretfully, "I'm sorry, sir, this requires bypassing the factory's encryption protocol. With your current bracelet level, my permissions are far from sufficient to access the files."

"Then what kind of help do you need?" Wu Wang knew that if the other party explained the reason first, there must be a solution.

As expected, [Bai] immediately responded: "Either you upgrade the bracelet's level, to at least the level with a separate office, or you find a way to create an anomaly in the factory's internal network that is sufficient to temporarily redundancy the security protocols."

Wu Wang leaned back in his seat, peeled a free candy, and chewed it.

Upgrading to a higher level is too risky.

I don't know how many wish points I need to accumulate, or what conditions I need to meet, before the factory can be upgraded.

Not to mention having a private office, which means they don't even know what level that is.

Under what circumstances will the security protocol lower the firewall level due to abnormal events?

Now this is the only path we can choose.

"When large-scale employee discontent occurs, the system needs to allocate more resources to the distribution of behavior monitoring and reassurance tasks, and the computing power allocation for encryption protocols will decrease accordingly."

Listen to the solution given by [Bai].

Wu Wang grinned and said, "Oh, so it's making a lot of people unhappy?"

"Isn't it a coincidence that this happens to be one of my few special skills?"

He raised his hand and patted the small hill above his head: "Come on, let's go visit an old friend."

After saying that, Wu Wang put his computer on standby, got up, and walked towards a certain place in the office area.

At this moment, employee #9288 is coding.

This was his ninth consecutive hour of work.

Well, although it was said to be continuous, he was actually interrupted twice by some jerk, which meant that he had to start his mission over twice.

He's so tired...

My most pressing wish right now is to purchase a [deep sleep experience].

For some reason, his "deep sleep experience" is unusually expensive in the store.

He has been suffering from insomnia for two consecutive months since he moved into the factory.

However, the speed at which wish points are accumulated is just enough to cover the monthly rent and other miscellaneous expenses.

If he doesn't want to be forced back into his unfinished apartment on the 30th floor this month, he'll have to work even harder.

So, when a familiar voice sounded behind me.

He almost jumped out of his chair.

"No, no, no! I really don't have time right now! You've already tricked me twice!"

"Please, go find someone else!"

Employee #9288 used one hand to protect his own computer's power button and the other hand to block his colleague's power button.

That made the colleague give him a strange look.

Even if he doesn't have clear evidence to prove that Wu Wang was responsible for the previous two shutdowns.

But even if you're really unlucky and your computer malfunctions...

That happened after they arrived! That bastard is so unlucky!
This time, Wu Wang didn't go near his power button, but instead placed a steaming cup of coffee on his desk.

"Don't be nervous, I'm here to deliver a gift."

"You also said you'd treat me to candy last time! And those candies are free in the break room!"

"So this time the upgrade is for coffee."

"You fucking... the coffee's free too!"

Employee #9288 stared at the cup of coffee as if it were a suspicious explosive device.

But his hand still moved toward the coffee on its own.

As someone who suffers from severe insomnia, he basically relies on coffee to keep going.

He had been inexplicably interrupted twice while working, leaving him so busy at his desk that he didn't even have time to go to the tea room for a cup of coffee. Now he was exhausted and his eyelids felt heavy.

This cup of coffee is like a godsend.

Just as his hand was about to touch the cup, he found that the cup had been picked up.

Wu Wang gulped down a large mouthful of coffee, making a satisfying sound as if he were drinking alcohol.

"Ah~ Since you don't want the free coffee, then I'll drink it for you, in the spirit of not wasting anything."

It's hard.

The fist hardened.

Damn it! If it weren't for this bastard's temptation, and if I had been focused on my work, I wouldn't have felt so thirsty.

Just seeing him swallow his coffee makes my mouth water.

Finally, he stood up abruptly, not even bothering to block the power button, wanting only to go to the tea room for a cup of coffee.

pat-

Wu Wang gently placed his hand on his shoulder, yet it made him feel an immense force.

An expression of disbelief crossed his eyes.

This feeling... is like a huge mountain pressing down on my seat.

Forget about resisting and getting up; he was more worried that if the force went any lower, it would crush his shoulder!
"This counts as intentional injury! I demand compensation! I want compensation!" Employee #9288's voice even sounded like she was about to cry.

However, his bracelet did not respond at all.

After all, from an objective point of view, his body was not injured, so there is no need for compensation for intentional injury.

And even if there is a compensation, it will be paid to the factory itself.

His injury would reduce the efficiency of acquiring wish points, directly harming the factory's interests.

Therefore, not only does Wu Wang have to compensate the factory, but he, as the victim, also has to compensate!
Faced with this tearful complaint, Wu uttered words that would give any employee nightmares:
"It's alright, I still have questions to ask you."

Another problem! Another problem!
Damn it! How many questions does this bastard have to ask?!

Time and time again! Even a clay figure has a temper!
His discontent was rapidly building... (End of Chapter)