After transmigrating into the life of a corporate drone, Qin Cheng thinks he’s doomed to spend this life slaving away for another idiot boss.
Then he hears a prompt in his mind:
[Exclusion Zone Breakout System loaded. Starter pack: John Wick handgun combat techniques (72-hour trial)]
In this resource-starved world, the virtual “Exclusion Zones” can provide anything you want: gasoline, gold, even technological blueprints that can change your fate.
But 99% of people who enter are just suckers there to donate their gear.
On his first day in the Exclusion Zone,
his supervisor tags him in the work chat: “This plan won’t do. Work overtime tomorrow and revise it.”
Qin Cheng turns off notifications, raises his Glock, and blows an opponent’s Level 3 helmet off with a single shot at the docks.
“Sorry, but whoever wants this shift can work it themselves.”
The next day,
his manager slams a hand on the desk: “You’re not answering messages? You’re fired!”
Qin Cheng glances at the 300,000 yuan in Exclusion Zone earnings that just hit his account and smiles.
“Fired? Great. You’d better pay every cent of my overtime and severance, or I’ll see you in court.”
While his former colleagues are still killing themselves competing for a 500-yuan raise,
Qin Cheng has already cleared out an entire armory in the Exclusion Zone.
While his bosses are still abusing their authority to bend the rules,
Qin Cheng uses the little “gifts” he brings back from the Exclusion Zone to show them what real rules look like.
“Everyone says the Exclusion Zone is a gamble with your life, and if you can’t extract, you’ll lose everything?”
“Then why does every run feel like I’m here to stock up?”
