132 The Company You Can’t Escape From (10)
◎Can you kill me?◎
After she clearly knew that the pattern of the polluted area was to induce suicide, the vortex in the sky stopped. They seemed to have encountered some kind of mental resistance, and black thorns emerged from the edge of the vortex.
This is what mental suggestion is. Once you have logic, you will no longer be afraid.
Zhu Ning felt that his mind became clearer and clearer as he spoke, as if a dragonfly trapped in a spider web had found a way to escape.
"It's all back to you now," Zhu Ning continued. "You've been ranked last in performance reviews twice in a row. You're on the verge of becoming a full-time employee, but you can't. The company keeps denying you. You've been stuck as a probationary employee for the past year."
Zhu Ning's voice was gentle, not at all aggressive. She simply recounted a story, as if it had happened to her. "You finally received the Outstanding Employee Award. You thought you could finally breathe a sigh of relief. They did give you the reward, allowing you access to core energy. But you didn't know you were a guinea pig at the time; you thought it was a test."
"Employees who were exposed to the same virus quickly developed health problems. Initially, they were minor, just a cough and a cold, but later they developed coughing up blood and internal organ damage. The company kept trying to comfort you, and you dutifully received treatment at the company, yet your colleagues died one after another."
"You're scared because everyone you know is dead, but you're still alive. The company thinks you're different, like you have some kind of antibodies, and they see hope for the future in you."
While Zhu Ning was speaking, Wang Qinqian remained silent. She tightened her hands on the wheelchair, and her knuckles turned a little white.
Zhu Ning paused, feeling the story was incredibly cruel. "You were forced into treatment, thinking you'd recover quickly, but you didn't. They kept delaying your treatment, and as your condition gradually worsened, you lost your ability to move, leaving you at their mercy."
"Then you couldn't stand it anymore and found an opportunity to go up to the rooftop. Maybe a kind-hearted person couldn't stand it anymore and came to help you, so you jumped off the building and committed suicide. What I experienced was your memory, but I didn't get to the last step."
As long as Zhu Ning jumps down, he can experience it completely.
When Zhu Ning said these words, she could even feel Wang Qinqian's pain, because she had experienced it personally. She watched helplessly as the last person in performance evaluation would be shot. If the polluted area is a person's inner alienation, then it was like this for Wang Qinqian at the time. Being last in the performance appraisal was equivalent to death.
Zhu Ning felt as if a stone was pressing on her heart. She and Wang Qinqian completely sympathized with each other and were inseparable.
This polluted area is mental pollution. Zhu Ning knows all this but still cannot control it because his experience is too profound.
Zhu Ning has always had a boundary when dealing with pollutants. Zhu Ning is a human being, and the other side is the pollutant.
Just like a ghost-catching Taoist priest, a Taoist priest will not sympathize with evil spirits, because most of the evil spirits hurt people. Zhu Ning has always felt that she is a ghost-catching Taoist priest in a high-tech society, but now she is confused about her career.
Is Wang Qinqian a ghost?
Wang Qinqian didn't move, her hands clenching and unclenching around the wheelchair.
She took a deep breath, and Zhu Ning could feel her chest rising and falling, as if she was suppressing some pain.
"What's your real name?" Wang Qinqian asked.
"Zhu Ning."
Zhu Ning revealed her name. She had not signed the employment contract before, so Wang Qinqian missed the opportunity to know Zhu Ning's real name.
"Hello, Zhu Ning." Wang Qinqian's reaction was very strange. She was really the strangest source of pollution Zhu Ning had ever seen. She was very emotionally stable, and even when the truth was revealed, she did not have any drastic emotional fluctuations.
Wang Qinqian continued standing behind Zhu Ning, as if they were really good colleagues or friends, and she just took her colleague to the rooftop to get some fresh air.
"Zhu Ning," Wang Qinqian asked, "Have you ever been poor?"
Zhu Ning frowned. In her previous life, Zhu Yao's income was enough for her to grow up normally. She was not rich, but she was not poor either.
Zhu Ning didn't know whether he had experienced anything in this life. The original owner was a fifth-class citizen and should have been poor, but Zhu Ning had no memory of that period.
Wang Qinqian: "I am a fifth-class citizen, a defective product. I was thrown near a garbage dump and raised by a mechanical mother."
Wang Qinqian was telling Zhu Ning about her past. "The Federal Government guaranteed that I could barely complete my studies, but I knew that if I wanted to find a better job, I had to pursue graduate school. My health also required a lot of medication, so no matter how hard I worked over the years, I couldn't make up for the debt."
Wang Qinqian has the same identity as the original owner Zhu Ning. They are both children who grew up in a garbage dump. If Zhu Ning had not been selected by the Spark Club and subsequently entered the cleaning center, Wang Qinqian's experience should have been the growth trajectory of an ordinary fifth-class citizen.
"Do you know what the maximum distance for warmth is? You might not know." Wang Qinqian, lost in her own emotions, spoke to herself, "It's forty centimeters. That year, I was preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam. I was so poor I couldn't afford the electricity bill. The winter in District 103 was very cold. That winter, I only had a forty-centimeter heating pad. When I was cold, I huddled close to it. That was my maximum distance for warmth: forty centimeters."
As she spoke, she gestured, stretched out her arms, and looked at the empty space she had created.
Wang Qinqian folded herself up, trying to get closer to the heat source, not daring to leave the quilt. Forty centimeters away, she would only be exposed to cold air.
Wang Qinqian: "I thought my future would be good. I studied step by step and worked hard to get into a good university. I also worked hard for the postgraduate entrance exam to get a better job. I was lucky. After graduation, I finally got the company I wanted. Hang Seng is the best company in District 103, and the salary is very high. I calculated that if I could get a full-time job and stay, I could pay off my debt in just five years."
"After I pay off my debts, I want to buy a small house and live my own life. I think the future will be good."
Wang Qinqian's voice was steady, and she emphasized the word "future." "After I joined the company, I had a three-month probation period, and I couldn't leave for a year. I had to go through performance reviews every month. If I consistently ranked last, I'd be eliminated. I'd be transferred, suppressed, have my salary cut, and constantly rejected."
The only criterion for measuring an employee is performance.
She could feel the alienation and indifference among her colleagues. A person with the lowest performance could never be converted to a regular employee, and she would leave the company after one year.
Other regular employees don't see you as a peer. They give you the most difficult clients, putting you in a vicious cycle.
The cardboard box that Zhu Ning saw in the corner was real. She folded herself under the desk, as if she had finally found a corner to take a moment's respite under intense pressure.
All her outbursts were silent, buried under the seemingly calm surface of the water, like scratches on the back of a workstation.
"Your supervisor can yell at you at will. In front of over a hundred employees, he or she can trample on your dignity without hesitation. Your colleagues are all competitors. They are evaluating and assessing you, thinking that you will not be able to stay in the company and are even unwilling to approach you."
"A lot of people call me by my nickname, Cardboard," Wang Qinqian could recall even with her eyes closed. "Cardboard, please do this document. Why are you last in sales this time? Are you capable of doing this? Look at what rubbish you drew! Give me this report tonight, and go apologize to the client..."
"I've heard this over and over again. It's ridiculous. I've been in the company for so long, and no one except HR knows my real name. I'm just a code name: Cardboard."
She doesn't even deserve a nice nickname. She is just an object. Even if Cardboard leaves her job, this nickname will be replaced by a new graduate, and countless people even want to be Cardboard.
Wang Qinqian: "But I feel like I can still go on. Since I'm stuck with a one-year deadline and can't find any other options, I figured why not just work hard this year and try to get an Outstanding Employee award? Isn't that what the books say? Hard work pays off."
So she worked hard and finally broke it all, but she didn't expect that what was waiting ahead was a nightmare.
It was still the kind of nightmare that you couldn't wake up from.
"You're wrong," Wang Qinqian looked up at the vortex in the sky, her mind surprisingly calm. "I didn't die after jumping off the building."
"They modified my body so that even after jumping from such a high place, my brain is still fine."
For the first time, Wang Qinqian was able to tell someone about her past. She touched her forehead and seemed a little confused. Was this really her brain?
"They picked up the pieces of my flesh and bones, found my brain, and put me back together."
She had jumped, thinking that everything would be over, but she could only watch as they carefully picked up their own fragments, found their own broken bones, and forcibly saved her.
The disadvantages of highly developed technology far exceeded Zhu Ning's imagination.
A person cannot even commit suicide, and Wang Qinqian cannot even decide his own life or death.
Wang Qinqian: "Do you know what happened to the person who helped me get to the rooftop?"
Wang Qinqian was in the same situation as Zhu Ning is now. They both needed a helper to get to the rooftop.
Wang Qinqian paused. "She was originally a colleague who came to look after me. She was very nice and always smiling. I told her I wanted to go to the rooftop to get some fresh air, and she said, 'Sure!' She's the best person I've ever met. She avoided everyone else and took me there. I've always been grateful to her. Her real name is Lin Fen."
Wang Qinqian paused here, as if she was thinking about the name of this person, Lin Fen. The real name of the only person who helped her was Lin Fen, not the nickname of any object.
Wang Qinqian will never forget it, and will keep it in mind even at this point.
Wang Qinqian's calm tone finally relaxed for a moment, and she gave a wry smile. "After this incident, Lin Fen was arrested for intentional homicide. The company said she was the one who threw me down."
Zhu Ning was stunned, thinking he had misheard.
Lin Fen kindly took Wang Qinqian to the rooftop to get some fresh air. She didn't know that Wang Qinqian wanted to commit suicide. She just wanted to help her relax.
But the surveillance cameras captured it all, and there was evidence showing that Lin Fen took her into the elevator, and there was also a motive for murder. They said that Lin Fen was a commercial spy who deliberately came to destroy core confidential documents.
They also questioned Wang Qinqian, who tried desperately to refute the allegations, saying that it was not true and had nothing to do with Lin Fen.
But she found that she only had one brain left and could not speak at all. She could only watch Lin Fen being arrested.
The company leader said: "Don't worry, we will protect you and we won't let anyone hurt you."
"Your safety will be guaranteed by us."
"We will heal you."
Wang Qinqian was powerless to struggle because her mouth was sealed. What is a weak person? The weak don't even have a chance to speak.
If a strong person says you need to live, you need to live. If a strong person says you need to be strong, you must be strong.
Everyone praised this action, saying it was a conscientious company that ensured the safety of its employees. Countless flowers, applause, and praise poured in, but Wang Qinqian could only lie in her hospital bed and watch it all unfold.
The flashes continued to flash, and her photo appeared on the billboard.
She was put back into the medical department, where the security became increasingly strict, with countless people accompanying her to take pictures every day.
But there will never be another Lin Fen.
All her colleagues looked at her as if she were gold, and all their wealth was dependent on her.
In the end, she suffered a complete mental breakdown and became a pollutant.
Everyone who enters the contaminated area will be subject to psychological suggestion, and they will eventually be unable to bear the burden and choose to end their life by jumping off a building.
Because Wang Qinqian was trapped in this day forever.
"I've seen demon hunters. They're looking for a source of pollution in this world. If that so-called source of pollution is the source of the collapse, then I might be it."
Wang Qinqian's voice was very clear, as if she was giving Zhu Ning a work report.
Wang Qinqian walked to the opposite side of Zhu Ning and half-knelt in front of her, like a colleague who really came to take care of her.
Zhu Ning is a demon hunter and Wang Qinqian is a pollutant, but there is no hostility between them, only sympathy and understanding.
After so many years, Wang Qinqian finally waited for another person. She looked at Zhu Ning, and the black helmet reflected her shadow like a mirror.
She was an ordinary-looking woman wearing a pair of black-framed glasses and looked very shy when she smiled.
Without personality, you can’t even be found in the crowd.
"I envy you," Wang Qinqian said. "There are many demon hunters entering this polluted area, and you are my favorite kind."
As early as Zhu Ning's first day at work, Wang Qinqian sat in the corner and secretly observed her.
Among a group of pure white sheep, Zhu Ning is the only black sheep. She is the one who does not follow the rules. She becomes the "black sheep" of the herd. She will shoot at the ceiling during the performance appraisal meeting, making the conference room shrouded in blood.
She doesn't agree with the system, so she will destroy it.
Maybe it was because Zhu Ning was confident, or maybe she was a little neurotic at heart, but her performance made Wang Qinqian very envious.
Don't think about anything, just be a real violent person.
Break the rules, break everything, get rid of the opponent, and let the light give her a bloody outstanding employee award.
She got what Wang Qinqian had always dreamed of in another way.
Wang Qinqian has always seemed to be trapped in a set track, studying hard, preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, working hard, and paying off debts.
Adults all say that there will be rewards and there will be a future.
She chose to follow the rules, but when the rules themselves went wrong, it was like being trapped in a wrong system. It was meaningless whether you followed them or not, and destruction came easily.
She envied Zhu Ning for being able to unscrupulously draw a bloody smile on his helmet, as if it were a mockery of the world.
The world has gone crazy, so Zhu Ning should go even crazier.
Wang Qinqian: "Do you know what it means to be unable to live or die? It's that you can't die when you're alive, and even after you die, you can't die either."
Wang Qinqian didn't want to continue. She kept getting stuck in this day, unable to extricate herself, as if some force was attracting her.
She experienced death repeatedly in this contaminated area, jumping to her death, being killed by the light, and being killed by other demon hunters.
But she couldn't die.
Maybe Zhu Ning can do it, she can free herself completely.
"Reincarnation does not exist for you, but it does exist for me. I am constantly being reset." Wang Qinqian took out something.
It was a gun that she took out from Zhu Ning's backpack.
Wang Qinqian put the gun in Zhu Ning's hand. For the first time, Zhu Ning felt that the gun was so hot. He instinctively wanted to retract his hand but Wang Qinqian held it firmly.
Zhu Ning's physical strength was very low now and he couldn't resist at all. Wang Qinqian asked Zhu Ning to put his finger on the trigger.
The black muzzle of the gun pointed at Wang Qinqian's forehead. Wang Qinqian asked softly, "Can you kill me?"
Like a real black sheep, be a real villain and kill me.
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