Clocking In at a Hellish Job [Infinite]

[Instance Nine is complete and ready to read]

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Zhao Yingjun worked at a heartless, unscrupulous company where the pressure was so intense even ghosts couldn’t take it, but she had worked there for three whole years.

Every day, she listened to her coworkers complain about one thing or another, expressionless, as if it were background noise.

Coworker A: My neck hurts so much. Junjun, could you massage it for me?

Zhao Yingjun used the strong fingers she had built up from typing to give her a vigorous rubdown. But after she finished and left, she failed to notice that when her coworker thanked her, her head was facing backward.

On her way to print some documents, she casually kicked a small stone out of the way, thinking the cleaning staff were getting more and more careless. How had a stone ended up in an office building like this?

She failed to notice that the stone was black and white, just like an eyeball.

Behind her, Coworker B sighed. “This awful job has made me so blind I can’t see a thing!”

Zhao Yingjun was usually very steady, with the air of someone who had clocked in for eight hundred years. But even she had her breaking point.

For example, when work got stressful, she often imagined pulling her own intestines out.

But when she turned around, she saw her coworker beside her stuffing his protruding intestines back in. Blood poured from the hole in his abdomen.

Zhao Yingjun thought, I really should quit this awful job. The pressure is making me hallucinate.

Not long afterward, Zhao Yingjun was assigned a business trip to inspect an amusement park with poor performance. She dutifully disguised herself as an ordinary visitor.

During her inspection, she discovered all kinds of problems. The carousel spun too fast and failed inspection. The roller coaster was old and dangerously unsafe...

That day, the infamous instance known as the Bloodcurdling Fun Park, where no one ever returned, saw its first full-party survival.

According to the players’ forum, some big shot led them through the entire instance and right up to the instance lord. The lord was so terrified that he bowed and scraped, just like a lackey sucking up to a leader who had come for an inspection.

After that, the Bloodcurdling Fun Park dropped “Bloodcurdling” from its name and became an actual amusement park.

It did, however, get a strange new name: Handsome Fun Park.

As Zhao Yingjun made more and more business trips, those obsequious instance bosses spread her name throughout the world, and the horror instances gradually became the Handsome Empire.

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Gu Yu, an office drone, died from overwork and transmigrated into an old-fashioned novel. But she decided to lie flat.

The book’s male lead, Wen Zhenghan, was a gloomy control freak. As the company’s executive chairman, he left the vast company unmanaged and spent every day obsessing over the tiny patch of ground around the heroine.

When the heroine chatted with someone, he suffered.

When she went out of contact for half an hour, he went crazy.

When she worked overtime until midnight, he had a room with chains and wall-to-wall surveillance ready for her.

A normal heroine couldn’t accept such an oppressive life. In the end, she and the male lead destroyed each other, and the story ended in tragedy.

But Gu Yu was a homebody, and her eyes lit up at the thought of a sprawling apartment, ultrafast Wi-Fi, a personal housekeeper, and more money than she could ever spend.

Most importantly, she would never have to maintain fake social relationships with her coworkers again. She would never have to socialize again. Introverts rejoice!

Besides, the male lead, Wen Zhenghan, was a true romantic. As long as he could keep track of her whereabouts at all times, he was perfectly content. Gu Yu looked at his face, handsome enough to break through the dimensional barrier, and nodded. That would work.

And so Gu Yu lived a life of contentment, while Wen Zhenghan found something to devote himself to.

Every day, he asked about Gu Yu’s whereabouts a dozen times. Every time, the servants gave him the same answer:

At home!

After things had gone on like this for three months, Wen Zhenghan finally couldn’t take it anymore. “Why don’t you go out for a bit?”

Gu Yu munched on snacks. “But I... munch munch... haven’t finished... munch munch... the latest game... munch munch... my manga... munch munch... my TV series... munch munch...”

Wen Zhenghan snatched the snacks away and ordered, “Starting today, you have to go out once every week!”

Gu Yu was on the verge of tears.

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