World transition transition: Mech Race World + Infinite Dungeons...

Having run a mecha team for so long, even if he hadn't eaten pork, he had seen pigs run. Fang Zhuo knew very well where the weaknesses of the mecha were.

His knife didn't land on the outer panel of the mech; instead, it struck the oxygen supply line in the cockpit with precision and force.

Then, with a twist of the blade, the small outer plate at the chest was pried open along the connector, and the next cut directly severed the gel delivery tube.

The hard plastic casing of the pipe burst open instantly, and a large amount of blue, gelatinous liquid gushed out.

Fang Zhuo turned slightly to the side, preventing the gel from spraying onto her body.

If these two pipes are cut off unexpectedly, at best one will suffocate temporarily, and if one cannot escape in time, one will suffocate to death in the cockpit.

The ordinary mech piloted by Zeng Ge was not equipped with an intelligent escape system, and the situation in the cockpit is most likely dire.

The entire attack and the cutting of the pipeline took less than six seconds. The long and short blade mechs hovering in the distance didn't even have time to react before his counterattack ended swiftly.

Fang Zhuo glanced back and saw that Fu Zhaoyu hadn't wasted a single second and had already stopped using his ability.

At this moment, Fu Zhaoyu was kneeling on one knee on the ground, looking at the bloodstains on the edge of his leather boots like a bystander.

The countdown on his shoulder had stopped; he had two days and three hours of remaining survival time from the start of his ability to its cessation.

What impact would dying in this world have on you?

Fu Zhaoyu shook his head and said sincerely, "Reporting to my lord, uh... actually it doesn't have much of an impact. It's just a waste of an employee card, and you can't bind it to other employers for three months."

"Even if I hadn't shielded you from this today, your employee card, which was downgraded from SSR to SR, would have been automatically cancelled after you cleared this dimension."

“My lord, there’s no need to feel guilty. Employees earn points based on the rebates and commissions from the operators. Working for you for a few months earns more than I did in the more than ten years I assisted other operators.”

"..." It felt like he had been transported to the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods in an instant. Fang Zhuo felt like a minister who kept assassins:

“One thing at a time, I will find a way to make up for the extra survival time you’ve wasted.”

Fu Zhaoyu was already lying on the ground, eyes closed, peacefully awaiting the card cancellation.

"TK69 Infinite Dungeon World, I'm a regular in S+ level dungeons. You can find me there when you have time. Just a heads up, it's very dangerous there. But everyone loves money, and dungeon bosses are no exception."

Seeing that the two had started chatting, Nie Shuyang, who was leaning against the covered bridge, finally realized that the crisis had been resolved, and his tears stopped abruptly.

Nie Shuyang checked his injuries and, after confirming that he hadn't suffered any fatal wounds, he reluctantly pulled another huge lollipop from the chest pocket of his overalls.

He peeled back the sticky candy wrapper, scorched by the high-temperature mecha shield, and popped it into his mouth, trying to console himself.

"Dad, do you have any medical pills? Two should be enough."

Fang Zhuo retrieved four medical pills and one painkiller from the system and tossed them all to Nie Shuyang.

The child crunched the pills down like candy, then walked over to the huge, kneeling mech opposite him and pulled out two control lines from the crack.

With a pull, the cockpit door opened instantly—

By this time, Zeng Ge was soaked to the bone. The long-term suffocation had caused irreversible damage to his brain, and the back of his head was swollen. He stared blankly ahead, muttering something under his breath.

Fang Zhuo followed Zeng Ge's fixed gaze.

That's the big screen next to the covered bridge, playing the acceptance speech of the JR team after winning the championship.

Golden ribbons cascaded down in the scene, and every team member's mouth stretched to the back of their ears in a wide grin. They had been suppressing their emotions for too long, and their excitement after winning the championship was beyond words.

Tao Tao silently wiped away tears behind the five of them, partly for himself and partly out of sympathy for his teammates.

The host spoke excitedly, loudly reciting the athletes' resumes in recent years and praising their victory as a miracle.

As he watched, Zeng Ge's gaze became vacant, and two lines of tears slid down his cheeks.

"That's not how it's written, that's not how the outline is written..."

"Oh? So how was the outline written?" Fang Zhuo stood casually to the side, one hand in his pocket, picked up his terminal, and talked to the securities manager.

Platinum Technology's stock price plummeted by 70% in a short period of time, but by shorting Platinum Technology, he made over 80 billion yuan.

The main league prize money was a whopping 12.5 billion. Fang Zhuo directly transferred 100 million to the account of each player in the team, and then distributed the bonuses that the company employees were entitled to to Juke Finance according to the proportion.

With the return of margin for his previous short selling, his current balance has easily exceeded 480 billion, barely matching half the market value of his former subsidiary on Blue Star.

On the screen by the wall of the corridor, it was Pei Jiahang's turn to give his acceptance speech. This genius of pranks immediately started rapping on the stage, making a heart shape with his hands in front of his chest: "President Fang, you are my god!"

These words seemed to further provoke Zeng Ge. As if remembering something, he pointed at Fang Zhuo angrily and said:

“We should be on the same side, why did you give those monkeys a chance? Fang Zhuo, you are the sinner, you have betrayed our class.”

"People at the bottom are cunning, selfish, and uncivilized. You think you're helping them? Actually, you're just pushing yourself down step by step."

"Stop your fake White Knight kindness. Do you think they have the same character as you? Bullshit! These poor people will only curse you for not giving them enough while treating you like a sucker. They will have no gratitude whatsoever, and once they climb up, they will only be more ruthless than me."

Fang Zhuo shrugged: "Wait, don't rush to put me on the same side as you. Did you ask for my opinion before you did?"

Zeng Ge's punch felt like it hit cotton; his cursing wasn't enough to vent his anger. As Lin Yuzheng's mecha finally descended from the horizon, Zeng Ge turned and looked at the figure with anticipation.

But all he got in return was Lin Yuzheng's extremely pragmatic betrayal.

Lin Yuzheng launched an attack, his short blade slashing straight at Zeng Ge. Zeng Ge's already weakened body couldn't withstand the blow, and he fell to the edge of the cockpit like a rag doll, his eyes still fixed on Lin Yuzheng.

"Mr. Fang, I'm so sorry I'm so late. I was terrified while I was in mid-air. Are you alright?"

Hearing Lin Yuzheng's worried question, Zeng Ge smiled knowingly.

He weakly stretched out his arm, blood and foam at the corner of his mouth, wanting to touch the other person's hair one last time: "Yuzheng, come here and let me take a look."

Noticing Lin Yuzheng's avoidance, Zeng Ge weakly smiled bitterly:

“I am the person who knows you best in this world… Yu Zheng, didn’t you say that you are my male protagonist… Don’t you recognize me? I am your father, I am your author.”

After saying this, Zeng Ge, with a gentle smile still on his lips and his eyes filled with endless affection for the protagonist he had created, stopped breathing with his eyes open.

Fang Zhuo looked at Zeng Ge, who had been killed by his "good son".

As the original author of "Broken Army Soul", Zeng Ge's transmigration identity was obviously carefully chosen. He specifically chose the identity of the eldest son of Platinum Technology, who not only had access to Lin Yuzheng but was also the highest-ranking supporting character in the original work.

However, after actually transmigrating, this person gradually became assimilated by money and status, and began to wholeheartedly protect the privileged class to which he belonged.

For Fang Zhuo, money is just a tool; the world operates according to its own set of rules.

Perhaps after acquiring absolute wealth, a considerable number of people, like Zeng Ge, will find it difficult to control their corruption by money. This is indeed naked human nature, but it is also a dark side that needs to be rejected and eliminated.

As for Lin Yuzheng, who was stunned by this bombshell news, Fang Zhuo would never let him return to the competition. Judging from the fact that the two of them flew over one after the other, it was easy to guess that even if Lin Yuzheng had not participated in the plan before, he was aware of the cause and effect to some extent.

The matter of piloting a mech into a no-fly zone without authorization can be a big deal or a small deal. Although Lin Yuzheng tried his best to portray his actions as acts of heroism, given the current relationship between Juke and the league committee, as well as the testimony of the person involved, Nie Shuyang, it would be no problem to at least ban Lin Yuzheng for ten years.

Ten years is a long enough time for a contestant to completely leave the mecha arena.

On the screen beside the corridor wall, the contestants were raising their prize money checks high, and fireworks lit up the scene. Fang Zhuo also received a system notification.

[Company's current reputation value: 80, matching the title 'Household Name']

[Having met the prerequisites, you can leave this plane at any time when your reputation level is between 80 and 100. Once your reputation level exceeds 100, you will be forced to leave this plane. Leave now?]

He checked the "No" box, leaving Lin Yuzheng aside, and walked over to Nie Shuyang to instruct him:

"If you can make money quickly here, you can stay in this dimension and leave whenever you want. Just ask Vice General Manager Fan Jia to hire a new repairman."

He opened the bank app and left the 80 billion yuan balance in Juke's company account. This money was enough for the company to continue operating for five years, not to mention the continuous flow of revenue from three patents into the account.

He opened the chat interface on his device and sent Jiang Yu another message:

[Thanks for your hard work. I just transferred eight million to your personal account. The room on the top floor of the dormitory has a direct connection to the villa in the original world; you can go back from there.]

Jiang Yu, who is usually quiet, unusually sent a fox spinning and crying emoji: [President Fang, are you leaving? Let me go with you, I can help in any way I can.]

Even if Jiang Yu initially followed him for the high salary, they had experienced two different worlds together, and their relationship was much stronger than that of an average employee and boss.

Fang Zhuo declined, saying, "[No need, the next world might be more dangerous.]"

Fifteen minutes after the attack, the mech team consisting of the investigation convoy and staff sent by the competition organizers finally arrived in a hurry.

Seeing Lin Yuzheng's expectant gaze, Fang Zhuo explained to the staff in a few words:

“Zeng Ge launched an attack on us in his mech. Lin Yuzheng was just watching from the sidelines. He only intervened after our team’s mechanic pulled Zeng Ge out of the cockpit. I don’t think that constitutes an act of heroism.”

"Afterwards, Juke will submit a request to the committee to ban the contestant surnamed Lin. Please cooperate in collecting data from the mech recorder."

Lin Yuzheng's eyes widened, and he swayed slightly.

These few dozen words were too heavy for him; before he could even process their meaning, his brain reacted first.

With a trembling mouth, Lin Yuzheng cried out in despair, "President Fang, give me a chance, please spare me... I don't want to be the male lead, I have nothing to do with him, I know nothing..."

Fang Zhuo ignored the other person's shouts, took Nie Shuyang back to the spaceship, and clicked the escape button on the system interface.

[The OL33 Mech Competition dimension has been completed; the settlement time is as follows]

[Added points for settlement titles and achievements: 69]

[Remaining points in backpack: 472]

This plane is rated as an S-level difficulty plane. Upon completion, you will be rewarded with 1 random skill, 1 SSR-level mechanism reward, and 1 space.

[Skills are randomly selected as - Infinite Power]

[Note: You are the chosen one, the ultimate CEO, a god in the hearts of your employees. Your regular sleep time will be reduced to three hours.]

[Incentive Mechanism - Real Estate Tycoon]

[Note: When the host purchases multiple properties, a random discount will be awarded, which will increase with the number of properties purchased.]

[Space Reward - System-bound dormitory as shared space]

[The host can travel to and from this space at any time in the new dimension and can carry items of a certain volume. Please check with the system to see if the items are on the whitelist before bringing them in or out.]

[Please select plane: BM88 Medieval Witch/TK69 Infinite Dungeon/YY24 Nightmare Nursery Rhyme]

[Host has been detected to have selected TK69 Infinite Dungeon. Reward item: Safe House Binding Card has been intelligently matched.]

[Note: Properties you purchase in different instances will be automatically linked and share the same space.]

[Due to plot discrepancies, this instance will automatically match three main quests. Completing these quests will reward you with generous prizes!]

[Task 1: Establish a safe house in place of the original protagonist]

[Task 2: Establish a guild in place of the original supporting character]

[Task 3: Find the original protagonist]

[Your funds will be replaced with an equivalent value of universal currency. Current balance: 44.5 billion ghost coins]

With a soft cracking sound, information about the world flooded into his brain.

The original title of this novel was "My Livestream Became a Hit After Opening a Safe House in an Infinite Dungeon." The plot also deviated slightly, with the original male protagonist mysteriously disappearing from the story, and his name never appearing in any guild.

The good news is that the world no longer has to take on other people's messes, but there's also bad news: according to the system's strange deployment mechanism, Fang Zhuo doesn't know where he will be sent.

A flash of white light appeared before his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was in a room with more than ten other people.

...I shouldn't have placed too much hope in the system. It's like starting in hell; it's like throwing him into an endless dungeon from the very beginning.

The room looked old and dilapidated. The only furniture inside was a broken wooden desk with a stack of papers on it, the edges of which were curled, indicating that it had been handled several times.

Apart from him, most of the people in the room were quite bewildered, and their every move revealed caution.

Only a few people were barely less panicked. A girl wearing glasses skillfully picked up the papers on the table, picked and chose for a long time, and finally carefully put one of the papers into her bosom.

Seeing this, the others also gathered around the table, peering over to read the words on the paper.

They turned out to be job postings, all from the same company, but most of the positions were different.

With that girl setting the precedent, the others in the room quickly began to scramble for it.

While it may be difficult to distinguish between good and bad positions, choosing the higher-paying jobs is definitely the right thing to do.

Fang Zhuo casually picked up a card, held it up to his eyes and looked at it—

[Huitong Design Company]

[Job Title: 3D Designer]

[Job Description: Congratulations! This is one of the core positions at Huitong Design Company. You will be responsible for the 3D design of the toy product line. Please develop a relevant work plan within a reasonable timeframe.]

[Friendly reminder: Following company rules and regulations is more important than completing your work.]

[Monthly Salary: 350 Hell Coins]

[Working hours: 7:30 AM to 11:00 PM, 3 days off per month]

Fang Zhuo did a simple conversion.

The exchange rate between ghost money and the currencies of the previous two worlds is approximately 1:9, which means that this job, which doesn't even offer one day off a week, only pays 3,100 yuan a month.

...The hourly wage was outrageously low; he had never done such a cheap job in his entire life.