My name is Lin Mo. In my previous life, I was a noble laborer who was chosen by heaven. I worked as a bully for my boss every day, fighting wits and courage with Party A.
Until that day, when I was working on the 108th version of PPT at the company all night, my vision went dark, and when I opened my eyes again, I was standing in front of a ruined temple filled with gloomy wind.
A cold electronic voice sounded in my ears: [Dear, congratulations on being selected into the unlimited dungeon 'Volume King Competition'!
Me: "..." Thank you, I'm grateful.
I thought I would be a bully in another place, but I found out that the "boss" (system) here is more ruthless and the "KPI" (survival rate) is extremely low.
A veteran player pointed at the Buddha statue and screamed: "You need to cover your eyes to get in shape! Otherwise, dirty things will live in it!"
I looked at the glaring Buddha statue and fell into deep thought: "... Isn't this just like the floor-to-ceiling windows without curtains in our company, which have no privacy and can easily leak secrets?"
My teammates were driven crazy by the weird singing in the horror hospital. Listening to the ethereal tune, I felt familiar: "This BGM... Looks like a remix version of my boss's favorite song "The Great Compassion"?"
When the NPC on the deep-sea ship was frantically trying to drag us to death and activate the self-destruction program, I looked at him as if I was seeing my former leader who tried to emotionally kidnap me when I resigned last month.
Tired, destroy it.
While other players were screaming for survival in the horror dungeon, I was carefully analyzing the "company structure" of the dungeon, assessing the "project risks", and trying to find a safe zone for "fishing".
Until one day, I looked at the gold finger on my wrist that was getting brighter and brighter (suspected to be an hallucination caused by working overtime?), And fell into deep thinking——
So, do I count as... Paying (referring to exchanging lives for points) to download the dungeon?
This broken class really went from the world of heaven to the underworld!
#On how social animals can maintain occupational diseases in unlimited streams#
#Others are afraid, I review, others scream, I write a report#
#Thank you for the invitation, I'm in the dungeon, I just became MVP, I feel more relaxed than going to work#
(The author may be a bit crazy, don't worry)
Intention:……