Eighteen Ghost Emperors of my ancestors, how dare you make me live in terror?

Lu also woke up from the soft bed.

He pulled back the covers, revealing long, disheveled hair, and a breathtakingly large body curled up against his chest.

Sensing the movement, that beautiful face, tinged with weariness, looked up.

"My lord is awake. This servant will help you wash up."

"Never mind, you can sleep a little longer."

Refusing Hongluan's offer, Lu hurriedly put on his clothes.

I haven't worn clothes by myself in so long that I almost couldn't tell which was the sleeve and which was the collar.

Hongluan, an ancient female strategist who inherently values ​​being a good wife and mother, practically turned him into a useless person unable to take care of himself.

Lu Ye noticed that Hongluan's health seemed a bit off recently, so he started to support himself.

"Could she be pregnant...?"

Before leaving, Lu muttered to himself, feeling both excited and a little nervous.

He hoped that if he had a son, he could go down to become the Ghost Emperor.

What makes me nervous is not knowing if I can be a good father.

Snapped.

Lu also slapped himself across the face.

"Which of the Lu family's descendants hasn't been self-reliant since childhood? Why am I so nervous?"

........

Breakfast was eaten at the hotel.

Lu also booked a whole month's worth of services, since his own money wasn't included in his salary anyway.

When he got downstairs, a Porsche was already waiting there. He had asked the hotel to rent it last night for only three thousand yuan a month.

It's so much money it can't be spent, it's simply too much to spend.

I drove my sports car all the way to the company building. It was an open-air parking lot. As I walked into the lobby, all I saw were working people carrying handbags and hurrying along.

"Being a monster in this instance is really tough; you're surrounded by monsters, and you still have to go to work."

The elevator was full, and Lu Ye stood there waiting with a lollipop in his mouth.

After waiting for ages, the elevator never arrived; instead, a beautiful woman came.

As she walked past from behind, a wisp of fragrance wafted through the air. The woman pressed the button for the innermost elevator and went in alone, without even glancing at the others waiting for the elevator.

Lu squeezed in just before the elevator doors closed.

"The elevator over there is full, let's go together."

The woman wore sunglasses that covered most of her face, wore dark red lipstick, and had long, slightly wavy, wine-red hair.

A deep purple, form-fitting business suit, the upper body pressed into a perfect curve, the lower body in black stockings, showing off slender, shapely calves and delicate ankles.

The custom-made crystal high heels encased a pair of perfectly sculpted feet, with a sparkling red diamond embedded in the pale pink thumbcap.

A refined and perfect woman.

There were only two people in the quiet elevator car. The woman glanced at Lu Ye's name tag behind her sunglasses, but didn't say anything. The scent of her perfume filled the entire space.

Lu Ye didn't really know much about these women's products, but he thought they smelled pretty good.

The elevator slowly ascended, and the only lit button was number 33. Lu's company was on the 32nd floor, but it seemed that this elevator required a card, so he couldn't press it.

So I planned to follow the woman to the 33rd floor first, and then go down the stairs to the next floor.

Ding dong.

A pleasant sound rang out, and the elevator doors slowly opened.

Thanks!

Lu Ye waved to the woman, walked out first, and found the stairwell.

The woman behind him took off her sunglasses, revealing a meticulously made-up face. Her gaze followed Lu Ye with some curiosity.

........

"Beep! You're one minute late."

"Damn it."

The time clock chimed softly, and the company's HR lady smiled and delivered a fine slip via express mail.

"You'll be fined 100 yuan for being one minute late. Here's your fine slip, please keep it safe."

Lu tore the toys apart and threw them into the trash can. When he arrived at the department area, he found that it was already full of cattle and horses.

Their eyes were bloodshot, their work clothes reeked of a pungent odor, their faces were sallow but their expressions were excited, their fingers were clattering on the keyboard, and the coffee and Red Bull bottles on the table were piled up like a mountain.

Roll it up, roll it up as hard as you can.

You guys are the ones who corrupted the social atmosphere.

Lu Ye threw himself onto his workstation with an over-the-shoulder throw, sighing, "Wow, working is really tiring."

"Xiao Lu, could you please buy me a coffee, full sugar?"

"Xiao Lu, the water dispenser is empty. Go downstairs and get a bottle."

"Xiao Lu, have you ordered lunch yet?"

As soon as I sat down, all sorts of strange noises started coming from all around.

Lu Ye was engrossed in reading a newspaper.

Perhaps because there had been no response for so long, a senior employee with the title "Team Leader" around his neck came over and tapped on the table, holding a cup of hot coffee in his hand.

"Everyone calls you Xiao Lu."

"Who are you calling? Who is Xiao Lu?" Lu looked around blankly.

Outside, people call him Master Lu, but here he's called Little Lu?

"Lu Ye." The team leader called out again with a smile, speaking gently, "You're new here, so you should do more for your seniors and run errands. It's only right."

"Do they not have legs, or do they just not want them anymore?" Lu Ye rolled up his sleeves. "I'm the best at fixing legs. Raise your hand if anyone's legs are damaged. It's free."

Do you want to bully him at work?

I'm sorry, I don't have a good appetite and can't eat anything.

The team leader's face had darkened, and the muscles in his arms began to tense, causing the hot coffee he was holding to bubble.

This is a bizarre instance, so the coffee in the cup has now turned into a thick, black, terrifying liquid.

"If you dare to throw your coffee in my face," Lu Ye smiled slightly, "I'll throw you off the 33rd floor. You can try me if you don't believe me."

The team leader glanced at the high altitude outside, but ultimately didn't dare. "Hmph! So unambitious, let's see how long you can stay here!"

Even the supernatural are afraid of dying.

According to the general rules of clearing the game, once the Trickster enters this A-level dungeon, he must survive in this high-pressure workplace environment, and every time he refuses, he will encounter a crisis.

The crisis came quickly.

The moment Lu Ye turned on his computer, all the employees in the office turned to look at him.

On the computer screen in front of Lu Ye, countless blood-red eyes suddenly appeared, staring intently at him as if trying to absorb his soul.

But a thin mist quickly emanated from Lu Ye's body, dispelling those gazes. He picked up the mouse and clicked on one of the eyes. *Poof*, the eye disappeared.

Lu Ye then ordered a lot of food, finding it very enjoyable.

"I have to say, match-3 games are really fun."

I played for half an hour, finished the game, and then I needed to pee, so I went to the toilet.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw Wang Chao diligently mopping the floor with a mop, and there was a large bucket next to him.

It wasn't just any ordinary floor that was mopped.

Half of the toilet floor was stained red with blood, and the mop was dripping with scarlet blood. What Wang Chao was putting into the bucket were pieces of human tissue.

"Don't tell me you've been working overtime all night too." Lu Ye waited for Wang Chao to clear a path for him to step on. "I really can't stand seeing the captain of a top ten team in the academy working as a cleaner sweeping toilets in this weird dungeon."

Wang Chao responded, "This is the correct way to clear this dungeon. Strong people need to have the perseverance to endure everything. I worked overtime all night last night and I already received 80 yuan in overtime pay. Moreover, I haven't had my salary deducted once. Currently, I have the highest accumulated salary."

"Good luck then," Lu Ye said with a smile. Perhaps everyone's strengths are different. "Who is this guy?"

"A B-rank guy, who worked overtime until midnight last night and couldn't take it anymore, wanted to leave early. He got into an argument with a B-rank weird team leader and then got cornered in the bathroom and dismembered."

Wang Chao's voice was devoid of any emotion as he calmly cleaned up the remains at the scene, concluding that all deaths were simply due to one's own lack of strength.

"While you can work hard and get a raise, how can a janitor like you get promoted?"

Lu Ye didn't pay any attention to the dead man; he was already used to it. He was just curious about how Wang Chao had been promoted.

A hint of distress finally appeared on Wang Chao's usually calm face, but he quickly regained his composure and said, "I can be the cleaning team leader."

"...You have ambition; the company needs talent like you!"

"You're done mopping, now you can go pee, just remember not to splash any on my bed."

"Your bed?" Lu Ye asked, pulling up his pants. He couldn't take his clothes off, but he could still manage his pants. "Where is it?"

"It's under your feet." Wang Chao pointed to a piece of cardboard that Lu Ye was standing on. "You've already stepped on it."