"The Doomsday Survival Life of Workers Being Supervised"
While others were carrying machetes to fight out in Doomsday, Zhou Mo squatted in the safe house and labeled compressed biscuits.
It's not that she doesn't want to take part in the exam, it's just that the conditions don't allow her - she's a 25-year-old worker in a major gaming company, and her physical fitness is so bad that she can't breathe on the third floor. Her survival skills are about the same as being able to distinguish between takeout apps. Her only "specialties" are: being able to stare at the reflective floor for half an hour after mopping the floor, and labeling snacks in three areas according to "sweet, salty and spicy".
It wasn't until she was hooked up to the "survival and self-rescue system" after she fainted after working overtime that she realized what "pervasive KPIs for beating workers" meant.
System: "Please sort the cans by shelf life (5 square meters of space will be awarded for completion)."
Zhou Mo: "... It's the end of the world and we still need to set up storage KPI?"
But his hands honestly arranged the luncheon meat in a queue, and he was given an "order point" by the system.
Who knows this kind of pain! While others are practicing martial arts, she is studying how to partition space to save space; the system penalty is "the space is messy and you can't find anything for an hour", which is more deadly to the organizer than running into zombies; even unlocking the space preservation function requires "not hoarding expired materials for a month" - isn't this her daily hoarding principle?
The physical loser + the organization maniac + the life-stimulating system have actually come up with strange survival rules:
Being forced by the system to "mop the floor today", I turned around and relied on the neat shelves to avoid the thugs who smashed the door;
I can't tell the difference between iodophor and alcohol, but I can find a first aid kit in three seconds by "categorizing it by use";
There is no intrigue, just workers using label machines and mop poles, a small world that stands out in the apocalypse.
[No CP] [Gospel of Organizing Addiction] [System Forced to Lai Lai]
It turns out that the workers who have been severely beaten by life still have the feeling of going to work even to survive in the apocalypse——
At least, the obsessive-compulsive disorder of tidying up has really become a life-saving skill this time.
Purpose: World peace