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Lin Bei seemed to be infected by the smiles, and with one arm around each of their waists, they walked into the palace.

Chapter 161 Something's Wrong with This Main God Space

[World Designation: DIQIU-001]

In an internet cafe.

Zhu Deyang has been working through the night for two days and nights since the end of the college entrance examination.

His once youthful face looked even more swollen, and his eyes were bloodshot as he frantically clicked the mouse.

I tried to turn the impossible into the possible, but I was limited by my 1-9-11 kill count and the fact that I hadn't reached 100 dollars after 35 minutes.

It's clear that all the pressure in this match fell on the teammates.

When Zhu Deyang was about to type words to encourage his teammates, the vote had already passed.

Looking at the huge red text that appeared on the screen.

Zhu Deyang slumped back in his chair.

Just as I was about to start another game, a pop-up window suddenly appeared on the screen.

Do you want to understand the meaning of life?

Yes—yes

Zhu Deyang's eyelids twitched, and he muttered, "Is the internet cafe infected with a virus? Or is this a pop-up window leading to some learning website?"

I stared at this pop-up for a long time.

Zhu Deyang's thoughts were somewhat scattered, but in the end, his longing for a certain learning website overcame what little rationality he had left.

They thought, "Well, the computer isn't mine anyway."

Zhu Deyang glanced around, relieved to find that his chosen seat was in a corner where few people usually came.

Move the mouse slowly.

The urge to learn and make up for missed biology lessons has taken hold.

Click on the "Yes" option with your mouse.

Zhu Deyang's vision suddenly blurred.

When I looked around, I realized I was sitting in front of a beautiful Western woman.

"Young man, snap out of it!"

And this isn't a dream.

Hearing the Western beauty in front of him speaking fluent Mandarin, Zhu Deyang kept turning his neck, and his previously drowsy mind was revitalized.

Standing at the peak of his life's knowledge, Zhu Deyang didn't even need the customer service representative in front of him to remind him; he had already mentally filled in the blanks for the most part.

"It seems you've already thought of that."

Yes, this is the God Space you've been imagining.

But we're more professional than them, aren't we?

He then pushed a contract towards them, saying, "At least we have a contract."

Drawn back by the customer service representative's words, Zhu Deyang's eyes involuntarily turned to the contract that had been pushed in front of him.

The customer service representative wasn't in a hurry. "Please read the terms of the contract carefully."

Zhu Deyang placed his hand on the contract and couldn't help but ask, "If I don't sign, what if I want to go back?"

Watching the customer service representative pull out a steaming beverage from who-knows-where, slowly take a sip, and then explain, "Of course, I'll take you back~"

You weren't conscripted when you were about to die; you chose us willingly, so of course you have the right to refuse.

However, I don't believe you would be unmoved by an opportunity to achieve extraordinary things.

Although such people exist, I haven't met one yet.

Zhu Deyang couldn't help but ask curiously, "Conscripted? And when you send me back, don't you erase my memory?"

The beautiful customer service representative in front of me said nonchalantly, "Those of you who clicked are just having your spiritual bodies sent over. We're not deleting your memories because it's completely unnecessary."

As for those who were conscripted, they were all chosen by accident, and their lives were hanging by a thread.

Do you really want to know what happens to them after they refuse?

Seeing the suddenly cold expression on the beautiful customer service representative's face, Zhu Deyang moved his lips but wisely refrained from asking any further questions.

"Alright, you don't have much time left."

You have about the time it takes to drink this cup of tea to look at this contract.

Although I've already met my targets for this month, who would refuse an extra commission?

So, little brat, hurry up and watch!

Having been reminded, Zhu Deyang quickly looked at the contract.

The contract cover had a large line of text printed on it.

[Temporary Contract for Reincarnators in the Apocalypse Dimension]

There was also a line of small print in the corner.

[Any consequences arising from the actions of temporary workers are unrelated to the Apocalypse Dimension; please bear them solely.]

Zhu Deyang had also witnessed the tactics of temporary public relations workers, but he couldn't help but twitch his lips when he saw this line of text.

However, time was short, so Zhu Deyang quickly flipped through the contents of the contract.

The contract is mostly filled with nonsense, all of which are attempts to absolve Apocalypse Dimension of its responsibilities as the employer.

However, after signing this contract...

Zhu Deyang will also gain some benefits.

For example, in reality, the benefits include standard social insurance and housing fund contributions, and an annual salary of 10 yuan.

There is also compensation of 50 that can be obtained after death in the cycle of reincarnation.

These two points alone distinguish it from the traditional God-based system.

My cousin, who went to an ordinary university, had to start with a monthly salary of three thousand, and he was doing quite well.

As for the five social insurances and one housing fund, those are just wishful thinking.

They also thoughtfully arranged onboarding training.

There is a new player protection period in three worlds.

The responsibilities are also clearly stated.

After completing the onboarding training, every 30 real-time days, a random invasion must be initiated to explore and invade the world.

The standard for becoming a full-fledged employee is to complete an invasion and exploration mission within 60 real-world days.

They also thoughtfully listed the benefits after becoming a full-time employee.

The random invasion has been extended to 60 real-world days, and there are also upgrades, such as the resort world.

The most crucial aspect is the opening of the exchange mall and the opening of facility permissions in various Apocalypse Dimensions.

As a temporary worker, I only have the authority to go to Tianqi Square.

As Zhu Deyang finished reading the last page, the customer service representative also finished the last sip of his now-cold beverage.

"Now tell me your decision, you little brat."

As he spoke, he pushed a pen over.

Zhu Deyang's eyes flickered as he looked at the blank signature area on the last page of the contract.

This temporary worker contract is indeed lucrative, but once signed, there's no turning back; it's practically a contract of servitude.

There's no going back now.

This contract has no penalty for breach of contract; the consequence of breaching it is that everything you own will belong to the Apocalypse Dimension.

But this is a contract that could make me extraordinary. If I don't sign it, am I supposed to go back and wait for fate to decide my fate, and end up as an ordinary, mediocre person?

Moreover, if you don't sign, they won't erase your memories and will send you back. Doesn't this indicate that there are already hidden reincarnators in reality?

Although I haven't seen any outrageous news on the internet, I'm certain that there should be restrictions in the formal employee's contract.

But who can guarantee that those who have gained power will remain docile?

In case you encounter something that makes you furious, such as being married for sixteen years and not having children of your own, or coming home in the middle of the night to find the bedroom security camera light flashing.

What if we accidentally get caught in the crossfire?

Rather than hoping for justice that may be delayed, it is better to take power into our own hands.

Zhu Deyang's mind raced, and without the slightest hesitation, he grabbed the pen on the table and signed his name in a flourish.

After Zhu Deyang signed his name, the contract on the table burst into flames and burned to ashes in front of him.

The Apocalypse Mark also appeared on the back of Zhu Deyang's hand, but this mark is currently only a symbol, with the only functions of reminding and teleporting to Apocalypse Square.

The beautiful customer service representative smiled and said, "Your new employee training will begin in seven days."

I also want to remind you that the flow rate is different in each world, so please take care of your affairs afterward.

Seven days later, the Apocalypse Mark will remind you that if you want to enter the Apocalypse Dimension, you only need to concentrate and sense the mark in your hand to find out how.

The method by which each person enters the Apocalyptic Dimension is random.

After explaining, he thoughtfully reminded her, "It might be a little uncomfortable when we send you back, but next time, you'll be coming in with your body."

Use this time to train your balance.

Zhu Deyang was still somewhat confused. The world before him seemed to have been stretched into beams of colorful light in an instant, and Zhu Deyang even felt that the world was regressing, or perhaps it was himself that was regressing.

For a fleeting moment, Zhu Deyang seemed to forget the existence of time.

When I came to my senses, I found myself lying face down on the keyboard, with the shapes of letters imprinted on my face by the cheap keyboard.

A small internet cafe that charges one yuan per hour, and they still do this?