Chapter 208 Long Waiting

"ah?"

He Yu was bewildered.

"Hey... He Yu, He Yu!" His colleague nudged him a few times before he realized what was happening. He looked around in a daze and understood what had happened.

These people, who are deeply entrenched in worldly affairs, have lost their instinct to think at this moment.

In this luxurious yet hypocritical world, no living creatures can be seen anymore.

They were all puppets, and they dug their own graves in preparation for their own downfall.

He Yu numbly took the microphone and walked forward as if waking from a dream. His absent-minded appearance made it seem as if he was still dreaming and had never woken up.

"Damn, don't be fooled by his appearance. I can see... his crazy, reckless nature inside."

"Since Director Li's speech last time, our business department has been radiant! I believe everyone can see from the performance improvement rate that we have all achieved transcendence, and our spirits have been baptized like never before!"

"Look! Comrade Xiao He's calm and collected demeanor, his eyes that look down on everyone else."

The executive excitedly grabbed He Yu and introduced to everyone how he had made a qualitative leap, completely ignoring the stunned look on He Yu's face.

The frigid air made him shiver, and his attention finally focused. The omnipresent auditory hallucinations subsided, and his vision cleared. He felt something slowly rising inside him, arranging itself orderly in his blood vessels, and finally stabilizing.

He was familiar with this feeling—a hysteria before extreme overexertion, a burning intensity that threatens to destroy everything in its path.

But not now.

It's not just about now, because the real world is still an illusion.

"Come on, Comrade He. Tell everyone how you grew up. I've already prepared tissues; what you're about to say will definitely bring tears to our eyes—"

"Ah...it just feels a bit fake."

Holding the microphone, He Yu gave the answer almost instinctively: "Actually, it's completely different from what I thought. You, including myself, are all different from what I perceive."

"Damn, did you hear that? Did everyone hear that?"

"This is the benefit of working like a wolf; it directly breaks away from my former cowardly self, so I feel a difference!"

"Please elaborate, Comrade He Yu."

"What's different?"

He Yu's body tensed up instantly. He felt nauseous, but he held it in.

He couldn't think of any adjectives, but he felt he could clearly sense, time and again, the disgusting, slimy buildings in his dreams being blown apart and shattered. The deformed monsters created by the Blood Source of All Things would be blown to pieces, and they would all get what they wanted.

In the far distance of the sky, dark clouds gathered, and from their depths emanated eerie and bizarre bright colors, shining through as if even the clouds themselves had begun to rot.

He looked at the fanatical faces before him and said with some difficulty, "It's completely different from what I saw in my dream. I can't understand it, and I can't tell which world is real, or which ending is the best."

"That's fucking well said!"

The executive slapped one of his subordinates on the thigh, shouting and becoming increasingly agitated.

Amidst the excited cheers of the crowd, he snatched the microphone. Of course, he didn't understand what He Yu was saying, but it didn't matter at all. All he needed to do was continue to build up the atmosphere. It was all about scarcity marketing and aggressive management. He just needed to keep telling these idiots lies and intensifying the brainwashing.

"This is what it means to be a new person!"

"This is a complete transformation and rebirth!"

"Come and tell everyone, what are your performance requirements for the new month, and what goals must you achieve?"

He Yu looked at the microphone that was brought to his mouth, then looked down at the countless "humanoid monsters" sitting in a row, waiting for an answer that could satisfy their desire for self-control—the scene was truly spectacular, like the scene in mythology where the demons of hell followed Lucifer to attack heaven.

"I……"

He recalled the absurd scenes he had seen in countless dreams.

He dug a hole.

He realized that perhaps this was not the "happiness" he wanted.

The whole world is rotting.

Someone will see through the filth hidden inside the cloth.

He could see light coming in from the hole.

"I don't want to do this anymore."

This road is passable.

"..."

silence.

The executive's half-open smile froze on his face, and everyone looked up, staring blankly at him.

He Yu looked at them—the firelight reflected in their eyes was so bright that it made him feel as if he had walked out of a fire, leisurely strolling out of that destructive flame, leaving nothing but corpses and ruins in his wake. Yet it was also as if he could puncture this expensive, pre-ordained trick, illuminating a world that had been kept in the dark all along.

Everyone was staring at him, unable to look away.

It's like hearing some shocking and terrifying story, or accidentally discovering a creature that could never possibly exist in this world.

In short... it's fucking absurd?

So much so that their brains couldn't process such exaggerated information, and they indirectly believed that He Yu had just made a premeditated joke—although it was tasteless, it was indeed effective and shocked everyone.

"I'm sorry, I was definitely not joking."

The power of these words grew like a snowball, and whether it was an illusion or not, the entire building trembled under their influence.

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