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Someone helped her "choose" this offer.

If the observation room makes some people feel nervous and afraid that they may be spied on at any time, then for Zhu Ning, it is more like a sanatorium.

The next day she slept until four in the afternoon. She didn't expect that even though she got up so late, the buffet area was still open. The cafeteria was empty and there was no one there, so no one would compete with Zhu Ning for the food.

Zhu Ning walked around twice with the small tray, tasting everything, as if she hadn't seen the food in eight hundred years. She came out with the tray and was still looking for a seat when she saw Fang Ying.

The other person was holding a dozen documents. When he saw Zhu Ning, he smiled with eight teeth. "Hello, Zhu Ning."

Zhu Ning fell silent. For some reason, he felt embarrassed as if he had been caught by the head teacher.

"You eat yours, I'll chat with you." Fang Ying asked Zhu Ning to sit down first.

Zhu Ning sat down with her plate in hand. Fang Ying sat opposite her and looked at her with a smile on her face. Zhu Ning took a bite of bread and felt very uncomfortable being looked at by Fang Ying. "Well, if you have something to say, why don't you just say it?"

Could you please stop looking at her like she's terminally ill? So kind, yet so scary.

"This is what I mean," Fang Ying said as she opened the folder and took out several documents. "Your data collection report is out."

Zhu Ning was eating and hummed vaguely.

Fang Ying: "Do you want to see it yourself?"

Zhu Ning's strange feeling grew stronger. Was he near death, or what, in Fang Ying's eyes? He seemed to have an incurable disease, and Fang Ying had come to announce his own death date.

Zhu Ning: "Go ahead."

Fang Ying coughed lightly and said, "Your spirit value is very impressive, above 1200, which is S-level."

Zhu Ning hummed, not quite understanding, and asked, "How much is Li Nianchuan?"

She needs a reference point.

Fang Ying: "Originally it was 306, but after entering the contaminated area yesterday, his mental level increased and is now around 400."

Can the spirit value be increased?

Fang Ying explained: "The more pollution sources you are exposed to, the higher your mental state will be."

Zhu Ning understood it and thought it was similar to increasing one's courage. If one frightened someone more, he would scare them out.

Fang Ying explained: "Your stats are very rare. You are the only S-level one in District 103."

Zhu Ning frowned, it was not a good thing.

According to her philosophy of survival, people who stand out too much usually die quickly.

Fang Ying pulled out Zhu Ning's data report and showed an apologetic expression: "But your physical data is not very good."

Just as Zhu Ning guessed, Fang Ying really came to pronounce the death sentence. Fang Ying placed the data report in front of Zhu Ning and said: "If you don't intervene, you may not live for more than a year."

Zhu Ning lowered his head to eat: "Oh."

She thought it was a big deal.

Fang Ying: "...?"

Why doesn't Zhu Ning play by the rules?

Just like last time, every time she chatted with Zhu Ning, Fang Ying couldn't use half of the words she prepared. The words of comfort that were about to come out of her mouth were immediately choked. To be honest, she felt a little suffocated.

Fang Ying: "It's a pity that all fifth-class citizens are like this."

Zhu Ning only had a rough idea of ​​the citizen class divisions and asked, "How is it divided?"

Fang Ying: "..."

She found that Zhu Ning's common sense was really lacking.

"After the apocalypse, radiation caused massive biological contamination and mutation. We lost 80% of our land, and the Federation built a high wall to protect against the pollutants outside. But resources within the wall were scarce, so we conducted a large-scale screening of citizens, dividing them into five levels based on whether they were beneficial to the Federation."

"First-class citizens are natural humans, whose natural genes must be preserved by the Federation. Second-class citizens are artificial humans, specially bred through genetic programming. Third-class citizens are clones, who replicate high-quality genes, but their lifespans are generally very short, averaging only forty years. Fourth-class citizens are cyborgs, robots with self-awareness."

Fang Ying: "Fifth-class citizens are defectives from the four classes above. After genetic screening, they all have serious genetic defects. The cost of treatment is too high, so most of them live in the garbage dump in Area 103."

Oh, that's it.

Area 103 was originally the garbage disposal center of the entire federation, and the "natives" here were almost all defective products.

If defective products want to survive, they can use medical resources to undergo genetic modification, but the price is relatively high, so most defective products choose to wait for death.

Fang Ying was worried that reporting Zhu Ning's mental state would cause trouble. After she reported Zhu Ning's physical data and fifth-class citizen status, there was no news from the First Military Region.

Zhu Ning is a very good seedling, but if she is a defective product, she will not be able to enter the military district. The military district’s minimum standard for citizen rank is third grade or above.

Having said that, the fact that Zhu Ning, a defective product, actually possesses such a high spiritual value is incredible in itself.

Fang Ying: "...Aren't you sad?"

Zhu Ning: "It's okay."

She knew that her health was low; it was clearly written on the system panel.

Moreover, when she was reborn, she read some information about the original owner, who was a defective product, but her understanding of defective products was limited at the time. She was busy being a salted fish after her rebirth and didn't pay much attention to this matter.

The last time Zhu Ning killed the fishman, he activated the system panel data, which showed his health value data. This further confirmed Zhu Ning's guess that he would not live long.

However, there is a difference between dying and being almost dead. Zhu Ning lived in a zombie world in his previous life and had no idea whether he would be able to see the sun the next day after waking up.

She now knows that she still has one year, which means there is still room for maneuver. There is no need to worry as long as there is room. Zhu Ning just added 5 points yesterday.

In comparison, Zhu Ning cared more about another thing.

The original owner's death was so strange. Why did she go to the garbage room alone during the acid rain? Why did she wake up with a severe abdominal injury and a broken piece of iron?

Who wanted to kill her? Who was the original owner going to see?

The current reasonable speculation is that the original owner knew that she would not live long and actively wanted to save herself, and the people she met thought they could "save" her.

Unexpectedly, the other party did not save her, but killed her instead. But now Fang Ying said that her mental value is S-level. Is this a reason for her to die?

Zhu Ning was a little distracted as he was thinking.

Fang Ying didn't know what Zhu Ning was thinking. She pulled out another contract and said, "I reported your situation truthfully. I thought the military district would come to pick you up, but they didn't. So you're still a member of our District 103 Cleaning Center."

Zhu Ning chewed his steak as Fang Ying continued, "But after I reported your identity, many people came to snatch you away."

"Kidnap people?" Zhu Ning asked.

"Yes," Fang Ying said, "Your helmet has a recording function. The scene of you killing the pollution source was recorded and is being circulated internally."

Zhu Ning: “…”

This is a bit shameful.

"Now both the Operations Department and the Cleanup Department want to win you over. The Operations Department is the demon hunter, and the Cleanup Department is the cleaner." Fang Ying smiled. This was good news for Zhu Ning.

She pushed the two contracts in front of Zhu Ning and said, "You can choose which department to join."

Did Zhu Ning receive offers from two companies at the same time? Should he become a monster hunter or a garbage collector?

As an assistant, Fang Ying understood the ins and outs of this better. "From my point of view, demon hunters have higher salaries and you can choose more genetic potions. The genetic potions in our Clean Center's Medical Department are cheaper than outside. You can choose to get the injections here."

In Zhu Ning's situation, he must try multiple paths to survive, and injecting genetic drugs is one of them.

If Zhu Ning truly wanted to survive, he could even upload his consciousness to the cloud and choose a prosthetic body to use. However, this option was too expensive, requiring a large annual payment for cloud server fees.

Fang Ying, not knowing whether to comfort Zhu Ning or what, suddenly said: "Actually, there is a sixth class of citizens."

"Sixth grade?" Zhu Ning thought he was at the bottom of the food chain. How could there be someone worse off?

Fang Ying: "The deeper the exposure to the pollution source, the more likely it is to awaken or mutate."

Awakening? Mutation? Why did it suddenly develop in the direction of metaphysics?

However, this seems to be consistent with the direction and degree of mutation on Zhu Ning's system panel.

Fang Ying: "Sixth-class citizens are a type of citizen who has merged with pollutants. They can use the abilities of pollutants, or in other words, they themselves are pollutants that have maintained their sanity."

They have strong abilities, but their citizen level is very low, as they may lose their minds and become enemies of humanity at any time.

Zhu Ning asked, "Is the probability high?"

Fang Ying: "It depends on the individual. One out of ten thousand is lucky."

Zhu Ning: “…”

So it's no different than winning the lottery.

Fang Ying said seriously: "You may mutate."

People with higher mental values ​​are more likely to mutate, because the higher the mental value, the higher the probability of remaining sane after being contaminated. Zhu Ning is just in poor health, and given her mental value, it is hard to say what her future will be like.

Although the military district gave up on Zhu Ning, District 103 all felt that Zhu Ning might take a very different path in the future.

Fang Ying: "Many people in our center are sixth-class citizens. You can get in touch with them if you have the chance."

Zhu Ning nodded thoughtfully.

Fang Ying: "I've got your message. Your data collection is complete and you can leave at any time. Now go home and think carefully about which department you want to join."

Fang Ying handed Zhu Ning a file bag and a box. "Inside is your employee wristband and the onboarding guide. Just follow the steps yourself. After you've completed the process, someone will come to pick up the contract."

Fang Ying stood up and said casually, "Your bonus and commission for hunting pollutants have been approved. Remember to check them."

Zhu Ning opened his secondary brain, and soon the latest payroll list popped up:

Federal Clearing Centre Salary Schedule: Basic salary of S$5,000 has been credited to your account.

[A total of 145 contaminated spores have been collected. The mission rating is D-level. Each spore is worth 500 SGD, a total of 72,500 SGD. This has been deposited into your account.]

[Cumulatively eliminated 26 pollutants and flattened a Class D contaminated area. After evaluation, each pollutant was paid 20,000 Singapore dollars, and a Class D contaminated area was paid 500,000 Singapore dollars. Two people participated in the operation. Cleaner Zhu Ning and Cleaner Li Nianchuan each received a salary of 510,000 Singapore dollars.]

[The cleaning team completed the task across levels and the center rewarded 50,000 Singapore dollars. ]

The primary responsibility for this task stems from an incorrect assessment by the data center, which is considered a high-risk operation. The center will pay 50,000 Singapore dollars in compensation.

[Data collection and entry to calculate attendance wages, a total of 15,000 Singapore dollars.]

Total wages paid: S$702,500.

Current account balance: SGD 703,200.

Overnight, she became a wealthy woman.

Zhu Ning counted the last few zeros and confirmed that there was suddenly an extra 700,000 Singapore dollars in his account.

A day ago, she was a poor woman with only 700 Singapore dollars in her account, unable to even pay the rent. But after a good night's sleep, her account balance increased a thousandfold.

The only question was whether to choose the Cleanup Division or the Operations Division. A high-paying job or an even higher-paying one? It was all just a bit too much to say.

Zhu Ning was almost blinded by the money, but she still kept a bit of rationality. Before officially signing the contract to become a regular employee, she had to ask a question.

Fang Ying had already packed up her documents and was ready to leave when Zhu Ning asked, "Can I ask you a question?"

She had been curious for a long time.

Since Fang Ying started talking to Zhu Ning, Zhu Ning had been passive listeners, rarely asking her questions. Fang Ying kept a polite smile, and Zhu Ning asked, "How did I get this job?"

She still remembers that when she was looking for a job, the website screened and pushed the job to her.

When she met Fang Ying for the first time, Fang Ying hardly did any investigation on her. She only asked her two questions and then let her go for "internship".

After Zhu Ning came into contact with it, he found this process very strange.

First, the job paid well. She had experienced that firsthand.

Second, work that involves obvious exposure to pollutants has a certain confidentiality.

If anyone could sign up and take a "day trip" to pollutants without any inspection, this department would have been in chaos long ago.

But before Zhu Ning came, he made a special search on the Internet, but found very little information about the cleaning center. Outsiders thought it was a garbage disposal company.

Zhu Ning always felt that someone had "chosen" this offer for her.

Furthermore, Zhu Ning encountered an error in the pollution area rating on his first day at work. Although Fang Ying offered no explanation, Zhu Ning could sense that such an error in the pollution area rating was extremely rare.

It doesn't seem like a coincidence that I encountered such a low probability event.

Fang Ying stopped holding the documents. She was almost out of the cafeteria and was standing at the junction of shadows, half in shadow and half in sunlight. She was silent because of this question.

Zhu Ning thought she had asked a serious question. What was wrong? Was she going to be killed to silence her?

Fang Ying lifted the hair beside her ear, and her sea-blue earrings flashed in the sunlight.

After a while, Fang Ying said, "It was big data that chose you."

Zhu Ning: "Big data?"

Her world also has big data. Before it was taken over by zombies, the extent of the development of big data was nothing more than pushing some products to stimulate you to shop, and the more serious thing was taking advantage of the old customers.

How far has big data developed in the wasteland era? Zhu Ning's limited imagination is actually hard to imagine.

Fang Ying smiled and said, "It's called Prometheus. It processes central data and is responsible for everyone's recruitment."

Zhu Ning didn't say anything.

"All employees of the 103 District Cleaning Center have passed its screening process." Fang Ying looked at Zhu Ning steadily: "Including you and me."

The author has something to say:

Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or provided me with nutrient solution between 2022-07-27 08:12:41 and 2022-07-29 09:38:23~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: 1 popping candy;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: the little raccoon eating ice cream;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: buer 50 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support. I will continue to work hard!