Chapter 89 Bribery Dungeon Boss
The fat man's eyes on his belly suddenly widened, all four pairs of eyes staring unblinkingly, as if pondering the meaning of those words.
After a long while, a smile appeared on that face, the corners of the mouth stretching to the temples in a physical sense, revealing three rows of small, closely spaced teeth.
Not only the dungeon boss, but most people in the office were stunned. The bespectacled woman closest to Fang Zhuo looked thoughtful, her fingertips unconsciously tapping lightly on the keyboard.
At this moment, the chat in the newbie zone's live stream exploded, as all the players who participated in this round of betting were drawn to Fang Zhuo's live stream—
[Is this newbie crazy?? Buying an air conditioner and a computer for a dungeon boss? Where did he get the money?]
[Which star dumped their trash here again? Do they think a day's wages can buy all this stuff...?]
[I've been watching this newbie's live stream. He took a taxi to the company. Although the screen in the taxi is always black, so I couldn't see how much he actually paid, he should have some savings. He probably can afford an air conditioner.]
[What are you saying? I specifically checked, and this is definitely Huitong Design Company. Aren't these newbie dungeons only for newbies who haven't completed three dungeons? Even if you get the highest salary in all three dungeons without losing performance bonuses, you'll only accumulate a maximum of a thousand ghost coins...]
[There's no need to even calculate it. Even the collective accounts of small and medium-sized guilds might not have enough money for more than ten new computers. A newbie wouldn't even be worth that much if they sold all their personal parts.]
[I guess I can only afford air conditioner parts^^]
[I laughed so hard I pooped all over the bed. I support the eight-eyed fat guy taking his new wife to the mall to buy an air conditioner. I really want to see the new wife get torn to shreds on the spot in the mall.]
[Good news, the livestream clip of the handsome guy being brutally killed by the dungeon boss can fetch a high price; bad news, this is probably the most money this poor newbie has ever made, both before and after his death.]
Which shopping mall is closest to Huitong?
[At Huamei Shopping Center, the permanent boss of that instance is an old hag with scissors. It's been so long since I've seen two bosses attacking the same player at the same time. I'm so excited!]
The fat man licked around between his teeth with his long, pointed tongue, and then led Fang Zhuo straight to the mall.
The two stopped in front of the computer store. Sweat poured from all over the fat man's body, forming a small puddle at his feet. All four pairs of eyes turned to look in Fang Zhuo's direction.
It seemed that as soon as he uttered that refusal, that terrifying maw would open again.
Standing in front of Fang Zhuo was a thin girl who was less than 1.5 meters tall. She had lost her right arm and her legs were covered with large scars, as if someone had forcibly torn off the skin there.
She explained the computer model with trepidation: "Hello sir, I recommend this Dark Spirit X5 series computer. We offer complete system assembly. The host and monitor set only costs 1,300 Hell Coins. If you buy ten or more, we will give you some free accessories."
"Sir, if your budget is limited, I recommend the Dark Spirit X3 series. It offers good value for money..."
Fang Zhuo waved his hand: "No need, let's go with the X5 series, sixteen units, and they'll be connected via wristband."
As the wristband made a crisp "beep" sound the moment it was brought close to the POS machine, everyone present was so shocked that they were speechless for a moment. Even the sales clerks in the neighboring shops turned their envious eyes to this side.
In less than two seconds, the boss of the Huamei Mall instance floated over quickly. The red-lipped woman held a giant pair of scissors as tall as herself and her face showed undisguised surprise.
She stared at the bill printed by the POS machine, then pointed incredulously at Fang Zhuo, her voice hoarse and strained as she spoke to the fat man:
"Who is this? Is he an employee of Huitong?"
The fat man had a huge mouth, and his eyes were so narrowed into slits when he smiled.
He rushed over and stroked the brand-new computer packaging, then, seemingly realizing that his fine teeth were a bit intimidating, quickly pressed his wrist and obediently returned to normal.
The layers of flesh gradually shrank back to the surface of the skin, the blinking eyes on the belly disappeared, and the corners of the mouth that had opened to the temples returned to their normal positions.
In just three seconds, the fat man gradually became indistinguishable from an ordinary person, his figure becoming somewhat thin, and his once beautiful peach blossom eyes were now filled with fawning:
"Sir, I would like two Midea brand air conditioners, thank you sir."
The fat man was practically ecstatic.
Although he didn't know where the large amount of ghost money on the newcomer came from, he couldn't care less about it; the air conditioner in his hands was the real currency.
He had long since grown tired of the office environment at Huitong Design Company. Not to mention the players, even he, the boss who had been assigned there, complained about the living conditions there.
The office was stuffy and poorly ventilated, and his persona was that of a chubby, fleshy man. Every day felt like being in a sauna, and sometimes he felt like his flesh was about to melt into water.
Although as a dungeon boss, he has more savings than the average player, who has the money to burn on an office with air conditioning? He doesn't even have enough money to buy special skills, and he might be reassigned to another dungeon in a few years or months. During this time, he will definitely have to endure as much as possible.
Spending nine underworld coins to replace the office loudspeaker was already the limit of what he could afford to pay for his job.
The old equipment before the speaker was replaced often disconnected and lagged. He couldn't hear the HR manager's announcements several times, and missed killing many players. During that time, the player forums were buzzing with rumors that he was a "Buddhist boss".
The past is too painful to recall, but his lucky star has finally arrived.
And if I heard correctly, the newbie just bought a total of sixteen computers. There are only fifteen regular workstations in this instance, so doesn't that mean one of them is for him...?
The fat man grew increasingly excited, bending over to lead the way, and couldn't help but respectfully turn back to ask:
"Sir, I'd like to ask if I'm among these sixteen computers?"
Fang Zhuo nodded: "Take the extra one back to your own dormitory."
The fat man slipped and nearly fainted from excitement.
Even if a newcomer is just an hour late, he'd accept it if he were beaten up.
Upon arriving at the air conditioner store, Fang Zhuo unhesitatingly swiped his wristband to purchase two Midea brand air conditioners. He then bought sixteen brand-new solid wood table and chair sets in the adjacent furniture section, and, guided by the fat man, bought him a Simmons mattress.
A barrage of question marks then appeared in the chat.
[Wait, buddy, 36,000 ghost money spent in half an hour???]
[Haha, I guess I didn't sleep well. I'm going back to sleep now. Goodnight everyone.]
[Damn it, the plot twist I was hoping for is gone. The mask of pain has been transferred to me. It turns out I was the clown who was waiting to watch the carnage.]
[Damn, how clever the official casino is! They shut down the game the moment the handsome guy swiped his bracelet. The people who bet on him made a fortune!]
[I hate it. This is the first time I've seen a boss designed by Huitong so obsequious. When I was clearing this dungeon, he beat me to a pulp.]
I only received 75 ghost money as my monthly salary at the time, and I barely survived by selling a kidney.
[That's 36,000 ghost coins... Just the computer, desk, chair, and mattress directly given to the dungeon boss alone cost several thousand ghost coins, and it even improved their working conditions...]
If you spend that much money on me, I'll definitely lick his boots even harder than him, believe it or not.
[I believe you'd kneel down and lick a handsome guy's soles.]
[That's too bizarre, nobody wants to reward you.]
On the way back, Fang Zhuo sat in the back seat of the business van sent by the mall, and the fat man eagerly brought him a plate of fruit slices: "Please, sir."
Seeing this, the boss of Huamei Shopping Mall, the woman with scissors, mocked the fat man in a dry voice:
"You damned eunuch, you've gone back to your old ways, back to your comfort zone, haven't you?"
Before the fat man could retort, the woman with scissors opened a bottle of ice water and placed it in the cup holder next to Fang Zhuo with even greater obsequiousness.
"Please have some water. The live stream in the van is black by default. Please feel free to ask any questions you may have."
Fang Zhuo turned to the fat man and asked, "Why do you have two forms? Can you transform into either the player or the boss?"
The fat man replied, "Hey, sir, you've hit the nail on the head. The underlying logic here is ghost money. Ghost money can buy anything you can think of, including boss identities, god-level items and abilities, but the price will be extremely high."
"In addition, you must be careful to be wary of other players while you are in the company. Only serious criminals who have been to prison will be put into the dungeon. Some people will deliberately say that they were framed and then use various means to gain sympathy and swindle money. You must not believe them."
Noticing Fang Zhuo's gaze, the fat man quickly waved his hand:
“Old people like us don’t fall into this category. I was put in thousands of years ago.”
"It's a feudal dynasty, you know, a bunch of old fogies. I was just helping the crown prince pass on a message about rebellion, I didn't commit any heinous crimes."
With the Huitong Building right in front of him, the fat man didn't waste any more words and took advantage of the blackout time in the live stream to give some instructions:
"Sir, the HR manager will definitely point out your mistakes later, but it's alright, I will do my best to protect you."
"Don't get angry with her. Just think of her as a staff member who maintains the basic rules of the game."
Considering all these things, he was determined to protect the God of Wealth and ensure everyone passed through the checkpoint unscathed.
When he returned to the company, the fat man had returned to his previous state with several layers of belly fat, and the eyes on his belly were darting around looking around.
He first directed the workers to install the new office supplies and air conditioners, and then proudly displayed these brand-new boxes under the surveillance camera being watched by the HR manager.
The other players inside the room wore extremely complex expressions.
They didn't expect that the players who came in at the same time would actually have so much ghost money. Even though they were late, nothing happened to them. The difference between people is greater than the difference between people and dogs.
How much money would that cost? They might not be able to save up that much even after clearing a hundred dungeons.
The bespectacled woman, who had been silent all along, now looked shocked and bewildered, with a barely perceptible glint of greed and jealousy in her eyes.
Once all the equipment was installed, the speaker that had been sitting silently on the table emitted a sharp, piercing sound:
"At 3 PM, it's time for the daily report review. Please have the R&D staff upload all the work results from this morning to the OA system."
These words caught everyone in the office, except for Fang Zhuo, off guard.
They only arrived at the company at 7:30 a.m. and were assigned highly specialized jobs such as toy modeler, graphic designer, structural R&D engineer, or electronic engineer. They had no idea what the job entailed, so how could they possibly produce anything?
The new employees thought they could pass the dungeon without violating company rules, but the HR manager actually expected them to produce results.
The tattooed man cursed fiercely.
Only then did he realize why the woman with glasses had snatched the job posting for the assistant clerk. Although the assistant clerk's salary was low, the required output was easier to fake.
His eyes were practically spitting fire; at that moment, he even felt a pang of envy for the janitor who had just been penalized for his performance.
But the voice coming from the loudspeaker was like a death knell, repeating each penalty announcement three times:
[Sun Keqiang, graphic designer, failed to meet the standards for toy promotional artwork. Ten minutes of reprimand, 10% deduction from this week's performance bonus.]
[Please revise the images according to the following 35 feedback points. Please submit your feedback before 3 PM!]
[Wang Yue, 3D renderer, failed to produce any toy renderings. 15 minutes of punishment; 30% deduction from this week's performance bonus!]
...As announcements were released, the dungeon boss grabbed each player and carried them out the door.
A piercing scream came from outside the door. A weaker man in a shirt never returned. The player responsible for cleaning, looking dead, picked up his tools and went out the door.
When the tattooed man returned, the tattoo on his right arm had become a bloody mess, and the original design was no longer visible.
Seeing the person who had tried to steal her job posting end up like this, the woman with glasses covered her mouth and chuckled softly, muttering a curse at him in a low voice.
The next second, her smile widened further.
The loudspeaker continued to broadcast the verdict: "[Fang Zhuo, 3D designer, failed to produce any 3D toy models...]"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
