I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 565 The Prosthetic Body in the Brain (26)

Although she didn't understand, Jiang Qiao had become so obsessed with her corporate mentality that she hadn't corrected herself yet.

The boss is always right. The boss is always right. The boss will never have any problems. If there are any problems, they are definitely at the execution level, not the boss's fault.

However, after reading the proposal three times, Jiang Qiao still buried her head in her hands and lay on the table, feeling confused.

After realizing she couldn't understand Chen Yu's ideas, she took out the "Work Manual" from her drawer and began to study its contents.

During those years of hardship, Jiang Qiao spent her days farming, reviewing project proposals, and studying the contents of Chen Yu's "Work Manual" to understand the leader's thoughts.

She had almost worn out the book from reading it so many times that she knew its contents by heart, but she still gained different insights every time she read it.

"What the leaders say may be contradictory, but how to handle these contradictions is the job of the employees. If I can't even solve the problems with the leaders, then what use am I!"

As Jiang Qiao read the manual, she encouraged herself, using slogans to build her self-confidence, and then successfully startled Lian Qu, who was still studying the animal world.

The other person took off their headphones, turned off the video in front of them, and then turned to Jiang Qiao, saying, "Jiang Qiao, what are you doing? Are you having a hormonal imbalance?"

"No. But you did remind me that the use of this hormone-regulating prosthetic in my brain expires this month, and I need to renew it. The Xu Group helped me renew it before, and I almost forgot about it myself."

"what is that?"

Lifting her hair, Jiang Qiao revealed a hole in the back of her head and said, "It's here. To join the Xu Group, you need to have a prosthetic implanted near the hypothalamus. It can suppress the secretion of hormones like adrenaline, keeping you calm at all times. Then, you can regularly pay to get various hormones, such as 'happy hormones' that make you happier the more you work. But I don't have any money, so I only have the most basic suppression function. I heard that some people are particularly powerful and can maintain their loyalty to the company entirely through their Dao Heart, so they don't even need a prosthetic implant."

Jiang Qiao's hole looked only the size of a sesame seed, but the thought of that thing going deep into her brain sent chills down Lian Qu's spine.

Swallowing hard, Lian Qu couldn't help but ask, "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts a lot. Now I have to seal it before taking a shower, otherwise water will get in and cause problems. If it rusts, I have to spray rust remover inside, which hurts even more."

"...You're in so much pain, haven't you thought about taking it out?"

"How can I go to work if I have it removed!"

"Our company has never required this."

"...Yes."

Jiang Qiao clapped her hands suddenly, feeling that she needed to take some time to get rid of this thing.

The moment she had this thought, she felt a sharp pain in her head. Some contracts within her prosthetic body were triggered, and they began to attack her brain.

Thick mucus flowed out, which she immediately caught, only to discover that it wasn't mucus at all, but brain matter.

"Eh? What's going on?"

Lian Qu immediately rushed forward, her slender right hand summoning a stream of water that penetrated directly into Jiang Qiao's brain, grasped the prosthetic body inside, and then forcefully pulled it out.

The prosthetic body resembled a three-centimeter-long earthworm, a brain-filled worm wriggling in the air while emitting a piercing scream like a cicada's chirp.
"Be loyal to the company and to the leadership!"

"The company is our home; everyone's contribution is essential!"

"It's your fault if the boss doesn't get promoted, it's your fault if the boss doesn't have a luxury car!"

"Dedication, dedication, dedication, dedication, dedication..."

He crushed the thing in one go and realized that prosthetics these days are getting more and more outrageous.

The array on this prosthetic body constantly stimulates the brain, continuously giving the other party pleasure in loyalty and obedience, and in the process, self-discipline.

However, the person who implanted the prosthetic body wasn't well-intentioned either. The implanted prosthetic body was of poor quality, and prolonged use would suppress the user's thoughts, turning them into a mindless zombie within the company. After crushing everything in his hands, Lian Qu called for clean water to wash his hands, then said, "This stuff is disgusting. Jiang Qiao, do you want to go to the hospital again?"

"No need," Jiang Qiao replied in a dazed voice.

The wounds in her mind began to heal, and the disappearance of the prosthetic body allowed her previously suppressed emotions to burst forth, filling in all the missing parts of her feelings.

Sitting on the ground, she suddenly covered her face and sobbed, "How did I manage to get through all this?"

Lian Qu stepped forward and hugged Jiang Qiao, who was sitting on the ground: "Don't cry, don't cry. You've had enough of the hard times. The good times are coming."

"Yes, but Mom, I feel so uncomfortable."

"It's okay, you don't feel bad anymore. Now that you're in Chenguang, your days are numbered."

"I know mom."

Wiping away her tears, Jiang Qiao touched the back of her head, feeling the long-lost sensation of being a normal person.

The effects of the hypothalamic prosthetic were far deeper than she had imagined, and the array and restrictions used by the Xu Group were stronger than she had thought, which were clearly not written into the contract.

Using a contract illegally is a serious crime, but the legal department of the Xu Group is powerful. Revealing this trump card now would only alert them, so we can only keep it to ourselves and give them a taste of their own medicine later.

"No wonder I was able to endure 1500 for so long, it turns out it's because of my prosthetic body!"

“That’s not it,” said the remnant of the artificial body. “It doesn’t have that function. It’s just that you have an excessively low self-esteem and think that you’re only worth this much.”

"……Mother!"

"Don't call me Mom. How do you feel now?"

"It's surprisingly good. I feel my consciousness returning, and all sorts of inspirations are starting to flash through my mind. I've got it!"

What came to your mind?

"I've figured out how to meet Mr. Chen's needs without damaging his image! Here, we'll start by adding a mask, then the villain's character design needs to be cool, all the special effects need to be good, and the content must be exciting!"

The inspiration accumulated over the past few years surged forth at this moment, making Jiang Qiao feel stronger than ever before.

Even Qu could sense the changes in Jiang Qiao. Her suppressed inspiration even attracted the attention of an unknown star lord, who began to bestow blessings upon her.

(She could even attract the Star Lord; how much repression must Jiang Qiao have been suppressing before?)
While Jiang Qiao was pondering how to implement Chen Yu's plan, Lian Qu took out Chen Yu's proposal. After reading it, she found that Chen Yu's idea was indeed strange.

Currently, there are many attacks against Chen Yu on the Dream Network. A large number of online trolls are using Chen Yu's nickname to smear him, which is as annoying as flies.

In Chen Yu's proposal, instead of offering any explanation, he added a new character.

The opponent is powerful, ruthless, and vicious. His character is completely based on the template of Chen Yu online, and it is easy to tell that he is Chen Yu himself.

In the new event, this demon king will destroy the city one by one, plunging players into endless pain and despair, seemingly determined to live up to his title of demon king.

"What is Chen Yu doing?" Lian Qu asked, puzzled.

"This must be President Chen's plan!"

Seeing Jiang Qiao's resolute expression, Lian Qu turned to the side, puzzled, and examined the back of her head.

Are there still prosthetic parts that haven't been removed?
(End of this chapter)