Ironclad Group Chat: Red and Black Lists Engraved with Heroic Epics

[Silver Wolf: Interesting. I'm short on cash lately, so I'll just jump on the bandwagon!]

[Star: This company's talent incentive model sounds like a wage recovery plan? The wages paid to lower-level employees are all going back to the company for food, drink, and other necessities? They say it's a recycling program.]

[Employee E: Come on, today it is! Every time there's a flu outbreak, I pray I don't get sick. If I lose my job, my whole family will be in serious trouble. Even though I'm already a P20, every time I think about quitting, I have to tell myself—think of my family. Damn it, is this a job, or am I being tortured in a dark room by some powerful agent?! Otherwise, why would I have to spend 12 billion credits, only to have it all embezzled by various agents, leaving me with just 200 million? With the company's benefits, they expect employees to be in charge and appreciate their kindness? Pah! Disgusting, I'm keeping the lights off! If you don't take money from the company, are you even human? That's the company paying its employees for their emotional distress!]

[Employee A: Stop talking, stop talking! Forget quitting, the mortgage and car loan payments are weighing on my head. I really can't even afford to get sick.]

[Sambo: Mr. Wu, is there no one in this world you care about?]

[Employee E: I used to be terrified, but now... humph. The Market Development Department has been supporting a tyrant in a peripheral star system. Recently, he sent a large bribe through me to his company's de facto ruler, requesting help to suppress his political enemies. I intercepted it all, and now my whole family is in Pinocchio, feeling great.]

[March 7th: Uh, no wonder...]

[Sunday: Is it a triumphant moment or a colossal irony? He may have felt a sense of relief in revealing his true feelings, but this relief could only be expressed when he resolved to break with them. Isn't that a tragedy in itself?]

[Star: No, old man, don't make things up!]

[Fireworks: Okay, recording complete. Anyone want to try out the Pierpoint instance?]

[Company employees A, B, C, D...: Brother, if you become rich and powerful, don't forget us!]

The company employees were heartbroken; why weren't they so lucky?

But what they didn't expect was that, compared to the meteoric rise of those around them, the words of those far away behind the screen were even more lethal.

Qingque spoke leisurely: "Don't you think it's fun to use your phone at midnight? Don't you think it's really nice to sleep in the morning? Don't you spend all your time earning a pittance and having to listen to your boss say that everything you do is unnecessary...?"

All correct!

Scott was terrified, his voice cracking as he screamed, "Stop, stop! Stop!"

Qingque's eyes gleamed with confidence as she calmly said, "Try to think about your life outside of work. Can only two words come to mind?"

March 7th understood perfectly and said with a playful smile, "Overtime!"

Two simple words, when spoken lightly, can strike a person with more force than a heavy hammer.

Scott's voice trembled with tears: "Stop talking, please, stop talking—"

[Company employees A, B, C, D...: Help! You're all joking, but I'm the only one really working overtime... Oh? You too? Waaaaah!]

Qingque spared her, but did not shut up. Instead, after revealing a large area of ​​darkness, she also brought out a ray of light.

"According to my work philosophy, I don't actually want to say 'you're not important.' On the contrary, I would say 'you are important.' As working people, you should be proud of living your lives well, not of anything else."

Scott casually wiped his eyes, finally admitting in a hoarse voice, "I... I don't have a life of my own at all!"

[Company employees A, B, C, D...: Really? Am I really that important? Can I be proud of my life?]

[Qingque: Of course, each of you is a dedicated and hardworking parent who strives for your children's happiness, and at the same time, a good child who does everything in your power to never show your hardships and exhaustion, so as not to worry your parents. You have protected so much; why shouldn't you be important? Why shouldn't you be proud?]

[Company employees A, B, C, D...: Absolutely right! How come I didn't think of that? You're absolutely right!]

[Qingque: Haha~~ I'm just sharing my experience, no need to add you.]

[Fireworks: Hmm... It feels like Aozora is trending towards becoming a cult leader?]

[Star: What religion? The "returning to sleep" religion?]

[Shut up: Haha, the phrase "returning to bed" sounds the same as "returning to sleep," it's hilarious...]

[Star: Shut up!]

[Company employees A, B, C, D...: The Return to the Cage Cult... Absolutely right! This name perfectly reflects our thoughts, Lord Azure Sparrow Cult Leader, we respect you!]

[Qingque: Huh? ? ? ]

[Yao Guang: Excellent methods, and a natural leadership quality; a master of benevolent rule and winning hearts and minds!]

[Qingque: Huh? No, this, this was just a lucky accident!]

[Yao Guang: Oh? Or is it unconscious, innate? A piece of raw jade can be so radiant; once properly carved, wouldn't it shine even brighter?]

Qingque was dumbfounded. Could this really be done?

[Qingque: I... this... help me, Master Taibu!!!]

[Fu Xuan: Senior Sister, if you have plenty of free time, you can go out and visit masters in the common people, instead of always thinking about poaching talent from others.]

Scott sobbed softly, utterly exhausted.

Xing even felt a pang of conscience and tried to empathize with him, saying, "Actually, I don't have my own life either, so I can understand you."

Scott cried even harder: "Please, please don't try to understand me. You're a freelancer on the Star Train, you can't compare to me, waah~~"

[March 7th: You don't have your own life... How can you say that? Are there people on this train who are freer than you? Did Pam force you to open those trash cans?]

[Hanabi: Wow, how wicked! To exploit the train crew like this, no wonder you're called an evil puppet.]

[Pam: There's no Pam!]

Xing remained silent, her eyes filled with sorrow. If eyes could have warmth, then her tenderness could hatch chicks.

Scott's pride was burning with pain from her gaze, and he actually pleaded with Xing, "Please, say something, don't make me feel so pathetic."

March 7th spoke frankly from the sidelines. Why would you "think" about it?

"You're really pathetic for not having a life of your own."

Scott was devastated; his sobs instantly turned into wailing: "Aaaaaah—!"

[Star: March, so you're quite the master of psychological manipulation too.]

[March 7th: Just some thoughts. After all, he really doesn't have a life of his own.]

[Scott: Stop talking! Aaaaaaah!]

Xing Liu's eyebrows furrowed, filled with righteous indignation: "What the hell has this damn company done? Turning a living person into a machine. Scott, take my advice, leave Interstellar Peace Corporation as soon as possible."