A Strike Guide for NPCs

Also known as: "About How All the NPCs at My Company Awakened and Demanded Paid Vacation"

[Please add it to your collection, I'm begging you T_T

Updates follow the rankings when available; otherwise, every other day at 12. I have chapters stockpiled.]

[Upcoming novel: Today's CEO Is Causing Trouble in the Instance Again [Infinite Flow], blurb at the end]

[Emotionless AI heroine who only cares about clocking out x professional male lead with a lot going on in his head]

The cyberpunk game Rust-Colored Dawn, long awaited by players, finally launched! It immediately broke the record for concurrent players among similar games and shot to the top of the sales charts!

Amid the cheers and applause, Pei Yu stood there thinking:

The company went bankrupt and I got laid off T_T!

I found a new job, and this one's a permanent position (∩_∩)!

I became a player?? O.O

What even is a player??

Pei Yu discovered that the world she'd lived in for decades was actually virtual;

Everything she'd ever done was a predictable response tested hundreds of times by the game company;

What she'd thought were performance reviews turned out to be monitoring and reset programs the game company had developed to prevent NPC bugs from disrupting the game!

The back bent under the weight of her life slowly curved into a question mark: she was already suffering so much, so why had that damn company saddled her with five million in debt?!

Enough was enough!

Pei Yu opened the game menu: Hidden identity: member of the Black Market Alliance.

To translate: smuggler. Well, this ought to be exciting!

And so Pei Yu began walking a tightrope.

Interviewer: What's it like committing crimes with a secure job?

Pei Yu twirled the knife in her hand. "I'm trying to get promoted and a raise by any means necessary as soon as possible. What else?"

After all, what's the point of playing a game? Whoever turned her into an NPC could share the same fate.

*

"Yes, I think I'm perfectly sane." Pei Yu looked earnestly at the therapist. "Otherwise, how would you explain someone as exceptional as me?"

The therapist hired by the Federal Government to "look after its employees" slowly raised her head and met Pei Yu's gaze for two seconds. "Have you always been like this?"

"You don't think I'm right? Other than me, which Federal Government employee has had perfect attendance for three years?"

"..."

"Which employee has let their vacation days expire unused?"

"..."

"Which employee even gets timid about applying for legitimate leave, "

", Wait," the therapist couldn't help interrupting. "Are you saying beating your boss into the hospital counts as being timid?"

Pei Yu smiled faintly. "What? I just mistook him for trash while activating the cleaning module. Don't slander me."

The therapist: "..."

2025.2.3

1. The heroine isn't human. She was never taught benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, or trustworthiness, and has no morals.

2. Actual digital NPCs invade reality.

3. The male lead has very little content and appears quite late.

This novel's fate is still up in the air, but I'll leave an upcoming story here in the hope someone will show me some love T_T

[Professional, composed, and self-controlled, but secretly gone mad, all-purpose executive assistant heroine x doctor friend male lead who wears a gentle lamb's disguise over a dark heart]

[Side couple: chasing-the-wife-to-the-crematorium x love-triangle drama]

Shen Zhiyan, executive assistant to the president of Lu Group, is professional, beautiful, and emotionally stable. As the star employee in a chase-your-wife-to-the-crematorium romance, she never forgets her KPIs:

1. Help the president fend off romantic rivals and win back his wife;

2. Speak for the president, always remembering to say, "President Lu hasn't smiled like this in ages";

3. Carry out all kinds of "It's cold, Lu Group should go bankrupt" plans on the president's behalf...

What she absolutely did not sign up for was cleaning up the president's messes inside infinite-flow instances!!!

Shen Zhiyan was dragged into an infinite-flow instance along with her boss, her boss's wife, and her boss's doctor friend.

She looked at the glittering gold skill buttons: [My lord, you are always right], her boss's [Do as I say], his wife's [A belated true heart is cheaper than a dog], and the doctor's [According to the pathology report]...

Then she looked at the boss on the other side, eight feet tall, with biceps that seemed to contain more muscle than all of them put together.

Shen Zhiyan remained expressionless, calculating how to restart without suffering.

But her boss pushed everyone aside, stood in front of the boss monster, and gave a charming smile. His eyes were as cold as a color palette: "It's cold. You should go bankrupt."

Before Shen Zhiyan could process her boss's suicidal behavior, the System updated the mission: [Please complete the boss's task: acquire this instance so that the instance boss can no longer operate it and is forced into bankruptcy.]

Shen Zhiyan: "?"

Shen Zhiyan pulled a sack over her boss's head. "From now on, I have no boss."

Saved on 20250215

Content warnings:

1. The original couple stays together, but their ending is tragic.

2. The heroine is extremely professional, has little to no morals, and is well-versed in manipulative language.

3. The male lead seems sweet on the outside but is dark inside, though really he's a nurturing, motherly type.

Theme: Your fate is in your own hands.