People are in reality, transcending the other side

Chapter 592 Fallen Moon New City
At this time in Meteor Moon New City, luxury cars kept stopping in front of the headquarters building of the Meteor Moon Group, and people dressed in various styles got out of the cars.

These people, with their different clothes, different temperaments, and even different hair, eye, and skin colors, clearly came from many different places and were not locals, or even natives of the country.

However, the cattle and horses in the office buildings around the Yunyue Group, or the people hurrying by on the street, were not surprised by this situation.

The news that Yunyue Group held a business summit to set three strategic development directions had already dominated headlines and social media several days ago.

As the undisputed business tycoon of this country, and even among dozens of neighboring countries of all sizes, the strength of the Meteor Moon Group is evident to all.

However, the number of countries is obviously inflated; many small countries have a total population of only tens of millions, which is about the size of a Mingyu region.

However, these dozens of countries, large and small, are just the tip of the iceberg of the Meteor Moon Group's power. In a wider area, Meteor Moon's tentacles have also spread out. However, in many places, the Meteor Moon Group also has competitors, and there is no absolute hegemony.

"That's the logo of the Evan Group, a dominant business conglomerate in my country."

"And that's the logo of the Manley Group. It's very famous in my country, and in the neighboring country, it's even more powerful than the king. It's said that for the past century, whenever a new king ascends the throne in the neighboring country, he has to consult the Manley Group first. Only with their approval can the king be considered a king..."

"Unexpectedly, these powerful figures don't even have the right to be personally greeted by the top executives of the Meteor Moon Group; they are simply led the way by security guards."

In an office building, a young man in his twenties was taking a break from work. He was drinking coffee he had bought to keep himself awake while looking at the scene below. When his emotions were running high, he was talking to himself.

This is a way that Tate invented to relieve stress.

His country is a small country with a population of less than 100 million. At the same time, his country is extremely competitive, and every year countless people are driven to mental breakdown.

He was the king of all, relying on his talent and relentless self-improvement to defeat countless opponents, finally getting a job at the age of twenty-seven with an office building right next to the Meteor Moon Group.

It wasn't that he didn't want to join the Meteor Moon Group. Even though he was the most outstanding among his peers in their country, ranking first in all kinds of exams, with ridiculously strong work ability and amazing efficiency, capable of doing the work of several people, he still didn't qualify to join the Meteor Moon Group.

It's fair to say that if Tate hadn't had his own little tricks for releasing stress, he would have already collapsed from the frenzied competition.

Tate had only been working here for two months when he witnessed such a scene, which had a tremendous impact on him.

"This is the Meteor Moon Group, an absolute hegemon. The reason these smaller groups exist is simply because the Meteor Moon Group wants to reduce costs and increase efficiency. The biggest cost is the human resource cost of management. In fact, all the products we need to live are produced by the Meteor Moon Group. Even if they have other companies' logos printed on them, those companies are all subsidiaries of the Meteor Moon Group..."

At that moment, a middle-aged man in his forties, also carrying a cup of coffee, came to Tate's side and looked out the window.

"Tate, isn't it amazing? More than a decade ago, when I first saw the Meteor Moon Group hold a business summit, I was even more amazed than you."

"Like you, I defeated countless people in my hometown. I was the undisputed number one in everything I participated in, but I didn't even qualify to be a security guard at the Meteor Moon Group..."

“Look at those security guards who are helping us find our way now. They look like they’re even worse than henchmen, but we wouldn’t even be able to do this kind of work if we wanted to.” The middle-aged man downed his coffee in one gulp, letting the bitter taste spread in his mouth.

"This world is a giant pyramid. The children of board members will become board members in the future; the sons of CEOs will most likely inherit their fathers' positions. As for us, we are just bricks and mortar, just screws. When we are scrapped, we will only be a few pages on the file. No one will care how much we did or how much we accomplished while we were alive..."

"This is what power tastes like!"

"I've always dreamed of what it would feel like to stand on that fallen moon and look down on the world, but only the directors of the Fallen Moon Group are qualified to go up there. No one else is qualified."

"By the way, in the past, cleaners could go up there, but now they have long been replaced by cleaning robots controlled by intelligent AI. Building repairs are also done using maintenance robots."

"Perhaps one day, robots will completely replace ordinary people..."

"Actually, we should be grateful that they still have a use for us."

The middle-aged man said this, seemingly speaking to Tate, but actually speaking more to himself.

"It's not actually that impressive."

Just then, a voice suddenly broke in, and a middle-aged man in his forties walked over with a cup of coffee. He said something, then drank the coffee in one gulp, finally feeling a bit more refreshed.

He then continued.

"If we're talking about truly formidable figures, it has to be the Dao Venerable, a madman whose power originates from within himself!"

"The reason why the Meteor Moon Group hastily convened this business summit is simply because their backer, Charon, was casually killed by the Dao Venerable. This meeting is to demonstrate their strength and reassure people."

"Everyone is an enemy, but I am invincible; that is the true essence of a wonderful life."

"Believe it or not, with just one word from the Daoist Master, all the directors of the Meteor Moon Group will kneel down and become dogs without hesitation."

The middle-aged man sneered, showing no concern whatsoever that his words would offend the Meteor Moon Group.

Because the nature of capital is that it doesn't care about these words at all; it only cares about whether you have value. What you say is not important. As long as you are still being exploited, capital will tolerate your existence.

Upon hearing this, the other two also fell silent. They were naturally aware of the existence of the Dao Venerable, who could cross the sea and step into the void to kill a half-saint with a wave of his hand. He was truly the only one who was supreme. Although he was not a saint, he already had the mindset of a saint who regarded all living beings as ants.

However, compared to worldly power, such invincible martial arts are even further away from them. The reason they don't have such martial arts is not because they don't want to. It's just that some things can be obtained through trickery, but some things, some people, are destined to be invincible, and trickery is useless.

(End of this chapter)