Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

Chapter 716 Violent Oppression

"I quit!"

The first sound came from the fourth floor.

That was an employee other than Tie Jian and the others, a middle-aged man about the same age as Zhou Ping, but his eyes were more tired and weathered, even carrying a bit of inexplicable hatred.

It's unclear whether he hates the inhumane practices at the factory or his own inaction.

He was not identified as an inefficient asset through contact with people infected with the waste virus.

This proves that even without Wu Wang's actions, the factory purge would have dealt with him anyway.

He had no remaining value to be extracted from the factory.

However, he wasn't like this from the beginning; in fact, compared to most employees on the fourth floor, his starting point was much higher.

The reason why employees at the fourth level are stuck there and unable to be promoted is because they lack work efficiency or have low aspirations.

But he is not like that.

He was transferred down from upstairs.

That was before the strike. He, like the employees upstairs, was desperately climbing up. However, the reason he entered the factory back then was not because he had lost anything, but because he had never owned anything.

This also led to his continuous promotions after entering the factory, driven by a strong desire to possess something.

The more lucrative the promises made by the factory, the stronger his desire became.

Until this process, he met a woman, the woman he had always dreamed of.

Of course, what he longed for was not love, but a feeling that was hard to describe.

She possesses everything I lack; she is clear about her goals; she has much but is not greedy; she could climb higher but chooses to help lower-level employees.

In a sense, he didn't want to pursue that woman, but rather he wanted to become as outstanding as her.

That woman was his salvation.

He met the other person, accepted their help, and became close friends. He was also inspired by the other person's positive attitude and gradually let go of his strong desire to acquire.

This also led to a slowdown in his promotions, and eventually, his career stagnated.

Fortunately, the original foundation was still intact, so it wasn't reversed and kept being moved down in floors, and it remained at around ten floors.

I thought these days would continue forever, until that day came—

The woman decided to change the factory.

She gave up a perfectly good, high-paying position on the twentieth floor, where she clearly had easy opportunities for further promotion, and instead voluntarily relegated herself to the lowest level, the fourth floor.

Then he and another person he didn't know started a strike that few people remember now.

The last thing she said to herself was an invitation.

"We are called Solidarity Union."

"We need to unite all the lower-level employees so that we can fight against the oppression in the factory."

"Do you want to come along?"

"I'm the vice president now, and I'll definitely lead you to a bright future!"

Her employee number is #00001.

Her name is Li Shuang.

Unfortunately, he still couldn't accept the invitation, like the other person, and didn't give up everything he had to pursue an unknown outcome. In the end, he stayed upstairs to continue working.

The next news I heard about them was about the strike.

It is said that the strike on the fourth floor lasted for more than ten days. Finally, under the factory's mediation, the employees chose to disband. The employees who participated in the strike received certain compensation and special promotion channels. Since then, these people have been out of contact.

Some suspect that they were sent abroad as expatriate employees, freed from the confines of the factory and able to freely travel to the outside world for some kind of dispatched work.

If that's the case, he's happy for Li Shuang, because it's the result she earned herself.

But for some reason, after the other party disappeared from the factory, I lost all desire to get promoted or work.

He lost a clear and visible goal, and could only wallow in this endless work with no future, like a headless fly.

In this state, his work efficiency decreased, as did his desire for value, and his office floor began to decline instead of rise.

Finally, we landed on the fourth floor.

He had always felt that he had lived his life in a daze. Perhaps there had been opportunities that were presented to him, such as following Li Shuang to join the Solidarity Union. Maybe he could have escaped the oppressive environment of the factory by now.

Unfortunately, I can never seize the opportunity.

It wasn't until this time that it was truly marked as an inefficient asset by the factory, and even taken away by the Smilers and brought to the point where it was just one step away from the talent incubation center.

He recalled that he could occasionally hear the owner of that voice and other employees discussing factory issues and the truth about the talent incubation center in the fourth-floor tea room.

Now, it's even happening amidst the other party's broadcast.

He finally realized what was happening.

Perhaps I once possessed something, but I've long since forgotten it amidst my persistent self-doubt.

Prolonged silence represents not only apathy, but also a lack of courage for anyone to speak out.

He didn't say anything when the factory's knife was slashing at the lower-level employees, because he hadn't been a lower-level employee before.

When the factory's knives were slashing at those employees who considered themselves elites, he didn't say a word because he hadn't been promoted to that level yet.

When the factory's knives were used against the employees' loved ones, he remained silent because he felt utterly alone.

In the end, the executioner's blade was turned against him, and no one stood up to speak for him anymore.

He couldn't accept this!

He also believed that the woman he once admired, who had excitedly told him about establishing Solidarity and her desire to change everything, would also be unable to accept this outcome.

The only way is to speak out first!

“Employee #28889, your remarks just now are detrimental to the factory’s development. Please keep quiet and do not disturb other employees’ work.”

Although the Smilers responsible for the detentions have all left, the Smilers patrolling each floor are still there.

Upon hearing this abrupt remark, they naturally stepped forward to stop it.

However, this time the man who had spoken did not choose to sit down. He slammed his hand on the table, straightened his chest, and brought his angry expression less than a foot away from the ever-present smile of the man who was smiling.

He uttered each word carefully:

Do I need to repeat myself?

"I said! I'm quitting!"

boom--

As soon as he finished speaking, the smiling man reached out without hesitation and pressed the man onto the table with a strength far beyond that of a normal human being.

The smiling man said coldly:

"I'm sorry, but because your behavior violated the freedom of speech provisions in the contract, we will be taking coercive measures against you."

“Employee #28889, please do not resist to avoid injury.”

The person smiling has a firm and unyielding attitude.

"Wu is doomed! Surrender! There's no need for us to completely break ties here!"

Meanwhile, in the corridor on the forty-eighth floor, the sound of a hawksbill turtle came from outside the room.

They found Wu Wang's hiding place.

And the process went so smoothly it was almost absurd. Because on this floor, so cold that no living thing could possibly live there, the players found a small tuft of black and white cat hair on the ground.

Currently, it seems that the only black and white cat in this factory that can roam freely outside is the cow cat on that guy's head.

So, the group followed the cat's fur to one of the freezer rooms and used a tool to detect a very weak life inside.

Players were baffled as to why Wu Wang's vital signs were so faint, and even the person who used the item doubted whether he was still alive.

But the flickering light suggested that Wu might have died instantly inside.

To avoid his death being too abrupt, so that the external program would not know where it was hidden.

Before going in, the hawksbill turtles and the others decided to try to persuade the other side to surrender.

After all, no matter what, Wu Wang was still just one person.

Having clearly betrayed everyone, and now surrounded by so many players, they can't figure out how he's going to escape.

This time, unlike when Wu Wang threatened Qing Ning in the elevator, they were completely prepared. They had set up arrays and props on this already deserted floor to isolate perception and interrupt long-distance escape.

Even if the players were to smash their brains to pieces here, the Smiler outside wouldn't notice anything amiss.

Everyone sacrificed a lot of good things to capture that bastard Wu Wang.

He has no way to escape!

This guy isn't a fool. Any smart person would know that in this situation, resistance is completely futile, and surrendering would save resources and energy.

Forcing your way in would be bad for both sides.

Now, all we have to do is wait for him to come out!

Sure enough, after the hawksbill turtle finished speaking, the sound of a freezer scraping against the outside gradually came from inside, as if something had risen from the dead and crawled out of the freezer.

His steps were slightly stiff.

After all, the temperature inside is really not very good.

Just when everyone thought Wu Wang was cornered and would be captured before the plan could continue, thus ruining everything.

That familiar voice came from behind the door—

"Even when people die and are put in the freezer, they can't be allowed to have some peace. Be careful, after you die, I'll go clubbing on your graves."

Along with this irritating teasing, there was also a startled cry from the hawksbill turtle, its pupils shrinking sharply.

"Get out of the way!"

The next second, a bright red hole appeared in the center of the door in front of everyone, and a beam of scorching light, which could be felt even without direct contact, shot out from it, raising the temperature of the entire corridor.

In an instant, the door across the room was also smashed through, leaving all the players shuddering.

This guy... is he serious?!

Seeing this, Dai Mao's eyes gradually turned cold. She hadn't expected that Wu Wang would still choose to put up a stubborn resistance even after things had come to this.

So she said coldly, "With your attitude, does that mean there's no room for negotiation?"

Wu Wang's voice sounded slightly surprised from behind the door. He teased, "Isn't it obvious? I can't possibly be flirting with you guys by firing two shots, can I? You city folks really know how to have fun in private."

With that, a figure burst through the door.

He held a menacing serrated blade in one hand and a jet-black dagger in the other. A string of strange ornaments, resembling wind chimes, hung from his waist, and a faint image of a data stream appeared on his wrist.

He just openly jumped into the circle of players.

At this moment, the others were also fully armed and ready for battle, determined to make this arrogant bastard pay a bloody price.

"One, three, five... ten."

"Where are the others? Why didn't you call them all? Did they fall out? I told you group sex is bad, it's easy to get into trouble, but you didn't believe me."

Wu Wang counted the number of people present.

I reckon there are other people downstairs helping to keep an eye on the factory, or hiding in the shadows to prevent any accidents.

He then pointed the dagger at his stomach and grinned, saying, "I know that besides trying to stop me from inciting the employees, you're also looking for something, right?"

"Come here, it's inside my belly."

"If you want to take it, then kill me and cut me open."

These words sent chills down the spines of the players.

Firstly, they hadn't expected this guy to have guessed their goal, and secondly, they hadn't expected him to go to such lengths.

It seems this is truly a fight to the death.

After saying that, Wu Wang moved at high speed, but instead of breaking through to the elevator, he rushed towards the deeper floors.

He immediately realized that the [Seven Star Steps of Heaven] teleportation ability was blocked, so he was only using the ability to fly.

However, even though Wu Wang's flight speed was already ridiculously fast, there were always ten players following him closely, maintaining a relatively safe distance from him.

After all, at this level, who doesn't have some tools for escaping or being tracked?

In the blink of an eye, everyone arrived at the central area of ​​the same floor, where there was a large hall leading to various corridors.

As Wu Wang's figure stopped in the center of the hall, the ten people quickly surrounded him.

The tall man, who had been rebuked by Wu Wang earlier, sneered, "Why aren't you running anymore? Can't find an escape route? Want us to show you the way?"

In response, Wu Wang simply twisted his neck slightly and replied casually, "Oh, you might have misunderstood. I never intended to just run away."

"It's just that this place is a bit more spacious, so it will be easier for us to get started later. Out of respect for the manners that my family taught me since I was little, I'll ask a little bit."

His tone began to crackle with murderous intent: "Before we make our move, does anyone still want to leave?"

This made the tall man chuckle. He spread his fingers, pointed to his companions around him, and said, "You don't really think you can take on ten of us by yourself, do you?"

"If you ask me, it's better for both sides to just surrender obediently. I don't want to waste time and energy. Otherwise, it wouldn't be very dignified to beat you up first and then take you away."

"Besides, kid, I've been putting up with you for a long time. If things really come to a head, I'm afraid I'll beat you pretty hard."

Wu Wang glanced around.

Judging from their expressions, they probably thought the same thing, so he nodded, then grinned and said, "Whether what you want is useful or not is another matter. Whether I can take on ten of them is something I'll have to try. Anyway..."

"I don't think you can take me with you this time!"

The man on the fourth floor, who had been pinned to the table by the smiling man, also spoke with a cold smile.

Every time he was moved to a lower floor, a smiling person would lead him down; he had gotten used to this feeling by now.

But this time it was different.

His head was tilted to the side, and he saw a black and white calico cat licking its paws in a corner not far away, staring at him.

The employees around the cow-and-cat also stood up one by one and slowly moved closer to it.

The employees remained silent.

But it surrounded the smiling person in the middle, blocking them layer by layer, making it impossible to pass.

The people upstairs are attempting to use violence to oppress us.

Downstairs, people are starting to resist violent oppression.

A spark has already quietly ignited within the crowd, and it won't be extinguished until it spreads throughout the entire building... (End of Chapter)