-1-
In the system world, the central control room.
...It is called a "control room", but in fact, there are no computers or monitors here, so using the word "room" to describe it is a bit biased.
This is an independent world.
Star-like crimson light dots filled everything, flowing back and forth, spinning, the brilliant light dots intertwined with the darkness - just like the waves crashing against the sky, stirring up a whirlwind on the sea in the middle of the night.
-2-
This is a howling hurricane in the darkness.
-3-
...But there was no water and no wind.
What is dancing, crashing, and spinning here is nothing but information from the myriad worlds.
A small ball of light worked quietly in the center of the storm's eye. Hundreds of millions of pieces of information flashed through the search window every second. Observation results from several worlds and data reported by various subsystems of dimensional calculations were summarized in its center.
It's like the straw floating on the waves during a tsunami.
Small, fragile, but stable.
In the central control room, the main system silently handled its work, just like every day before.
-4-
[Drip, drip, drip]
[The date reminder you set for 798 days, the day after tomorrow is...]
Oh, is it the date reminder that it had set in its own private channel using the calendar applet?
The main system paused to retrieve information and took a moment to take a look.
"It's important to set it up, right?... The day after tomorrow is... Wow! Really? Yes, indeed, the day after tomorrow is... Just calculate the time it takes to join the company... That's great!"
-5-
The main system immediately broke away from its depressed working state, and the entire ball jumped upwards.
"The day after tomorrow! It's Little P's fiftieth anniversary!"
——It’s the fiftieth anniversary, he must take out the most solemn greeting card in the storage and write it by hand!
There's also cake... gifts... streamers... well... I need to prepare everything...
-6-
The employee’s fiftieth anniversary of joining the company, in other words, is also the “fiftieth anniversary of his or her death.”
...Commemorating fifty years of your own death may seem like a terrifying thing, but for the dead, it is a very happy thing.
After all, the anniversary of a life's death is the birthday of a dead soul.
It’s just that the employees have generally been working for a long time - it’s really time-consuming to calculate dates and years - and the speed of time flowing in the system world and the world where each employee was born is also different.
Take the previous teaching building No. 9 as an example: Mr. P included the request for help sent by Pan Qiqi in his task list the next day. However, when he and Ms. M went to work the next day and accidentally entered that world——
Zhang Qianqian had no idea how many times she had cycled between the school bus and the school gate. Pan Qiqi had already rushed in and, along with a few other players, spent several days solving the puzzle.
That's why the employees attach such great importance to the logistics of traveling through the world. Even a strong woman like Ms. M has to wait for Mr. P to complete the launch preparations...
This is because, if you are not careful, you will land in the wrong place.
It is not just the "location" that is wrong; it is also easy to get the "location" in time and space wrong.
-7-
This is also the reason why employees in the system world are divided into departments and work together:
Maybe you can start a harem on your own, you can dominate the world on your own, or maybe you can develop a virus on your own to destroy the world...
But you cannot accurately control the coordinates of the world alone.
The system world itself will provide employees with the best foundation for traveling through time. Then, the employees themselves will collaborate, proofread, and establish shuttle channels...
What one person cannot do can only be done by a reliable team.
Therefore, the employees are divided into departments, each department is responsible for different tasks, and each department also has a team dedicated to helping everyone travel back and forth between the various worlds.
Assist in delivery, prepare supplies, and proofread mission procedures.
These people can be collectively referred to as "civilian staff".
-8-
Although these employees are far less conspicuous and attractive than those who rush to the front and are active in various colorful tasks - the clerical staff in the Love Maintenance Department are easy to identify, just look for the ordinary-looking ones wearing plaid shirts among the bunch of handsome men and beautiful women -
But, they are the cornerstone.
Simple, but necessary.
There was once an employee in the operations department who always wanted to "escape from the tedious work schedule, be completely free, and become a god traveling through countless worlds." One day, he snatched the equipment from a civilian staff member and broke into the delivery room and left.
...and ended up spending seven hundred years in a primitive jungle world filled with apes.
Moreover, before officially entering the jungle where the gorillas were, the spatial coordinates were confused, and the employee traveled to the sweat glands in the hair follicles in the gorilla's scalp.
-9-
When Miss M found the renegade undead, the latter rushed over to her crying and hugged her, calling her mother.
-10-
And then nothing happened.
Mr. P received a slew of complaints from the Society for the Conservation of Orangutans and Wildlife, and Ms. M rushed into his bathroom and took four showers.
"Ms. M, there is a bathroom next to your own room..."
"Shut up. Go buy me some cleansing body wash, I'm out of it."
-11-
——From this we can see that traveling through the world is extremely dangerous, and the figures of civilian staff working hard after the colorful quick-travel missions are so great.
Team division of labor and teamwork are so important.
——Except for the terrifying Maintenance Department, all departments have more than three employees. At least more than three.
-12-
After all, Miss M is not included in the scope of "people".
That is a being that can scare evil spirits to death with just one glance when it is enraged.
...No one is willing to work with her team unless they are willing to be hung on her scythe for a ride.
Even Mr. P would not say, “I work in cooperation with my superiors.”
He would say, "I'm just a subordinate, following my boss's orders."
Cooperation requires at least two parties to have the same goal...
His goal at work is to get off work early, while Miss M's goal at work is to have fun. Miss M's ultimate fun is to burden him.
It was the opposite from the beginning.
Extremely opposite.
-13-
...That's getting off topic.
In short, the flow of time in the system world is different from that in other worlds, and calculating dates has always been complicated.
Mr. P’s “Fifty Years of Employment” anniversary is a full fifty years in the system world—
Maybe it has been dead for thousands of years relative to a certain world, or maybe it has been dead for tens of thousands of years relative to another world where apes rule the earth. Who knows.
In the eyes of employees, time is just "the first day of work" or "the day before the holiday", and they just need to calculate the dates roughly.
Only the main system had mobilized its top-tier computing power, carefully setting date reminders, recording working hours, and then comparing different flow rates.
Therefore, today, the "today" within the time flow rate of the system world, it was finally confirmed.
47 hours and five minutes later in the system world, it will be the 50th anniversary of Mr. P’s employment.
-14-
One day fifty years ago, Mr. P died.
I'm so excited!
I was so happy!
From that moment on, you become a great figure in the system world——
"...There seems to be something wrong with this sentence being written at the beginning of a greeting card."
The main system scratched its head and, somewhat distressed, changed the congratulatory message from the draft: "After all, death as humans understand it is a bad thing. But... it is a very happy thing..."
It’s the birthday of the deceased “P”.
And, even if everyone doesn't pay attention to time, an employee's fiftieth anniversary is still important...
To make an analogy, it is equivalent to a coming-of-age ceremony.
Celebrating being a reliable undead employee (who has been dead for fifty years).
-15-
The 50th anniversary of joining the company, also known as the "Fiftieth Anniversary"——
A very important day for employees.
Miss U from the Love Maintenance Department held a huge party for her fiftieth anniversary. She had fun with a bunch of friends for three whole days. After getting drunk, she waved her hand and distributed a big gift package to every employee in the system world.
——After all, Miss U is the only employee in the system world who runs a love hotel, and she is not short of money.
Therefore, that big gift package is a big gift package filled with mosaics.
-16-
That year, Miss M was very interested when she opened the gift package and saw the mosaic.
"Interesting... So, this... this... this thing... is it put into the mouth? Or is it put into--"
Drunk Miss U: "Hahaha! Hahaha! As expected, you're interested too, M! Take off your clothes and show everyone how to use it! I've always thought that with your strength, you'd be able to wear it and pose on the pole--"
Ms. M: “…”
Miss M looked at the gesture made by Miss U.
If this gesture represents a certain position that someone makes on a pole, then it does require a considerable amount of strength.
-17-
"Come on, M! Come on, let me see, hahaha, the uncrowned king of the charm ranking list, just M, let me see who is better between me and you——"
Miss M held up the mosaic with a smile.
Stuffed it directly into Miss U’s mouth.
"Of course I'm better. Say, great."
-18-
Miss U: “…”
Ms. U: “Great, great… Woo…”
"M is the best."
"M... wuwu... the best..."
-19-
...The scene at that time was too tragic to watch.
Later, the "System Reinstallation" magazine published by the Operations Department even spread rumors about the two female colleagues. The photos and headlines were very explosive - "Shocking, that M actually did this to a beautiful woman" -
Because all the colleagues who came to the party saw Miss M smiling and holding a bunch of mosaics, pushing Miss U against the wall.
Also, all the colleagues later saw Miss U with tears in her eyes being pinched on the face by Miss M. She screamed while being pinched and said it was great and M was the best.
-20-
...It's horrible.
The eyes of colleagues at the scene were full of sympathy.
But that issue of the magazine still sold out. It is now out of print.
-twenty one-
"Yes, I think I still have a copy of that issue... M hasn't attended any employee's 50th anniversary celebration since then. The photo in that issue was her last 50th anniversary celebration. She was wearing a necklace and a dress..."
Perhaps, it should be the gift that P wants to receive?
The main system put the greeting card taken out of the storage aside, reopened its own collection, and searched the entire ball.
The repository can actually be extracted at any time and is included in the data stream, and the "Favorites" is a small storage space that it has opened up for itself.
The main system's storage might contain small, non-work items that I'd like to give to P someday, but the main system's favorites—
It's all [M related].
"Looking for it... Issue 48 of 'Reinstall System' magazine... I bought three copies, so there are two left... I think it's in... the fourth row on the right side of the eighth floor in the seventh area... Hmm, it's so deep..."
The main system is almost reaching the entire ball.
-twenty two-
[Drip, drip, drip]
It was a private channel that it had just opened and had not closed.
...But this time, it wasn't the set calendar reminder sound, but a communication request.
As the center of the system world, the main system's private channel, the only existence that can send communications is...
The small ball of light suddenly shuddered, and with a "click", the communication was cut off reflexively.
The other end of the communication: "..."
The other end of the line: "Ding ding, ding ding..."
-twenty three-
The main system trembled as it crawled out of the favorites, and tremblingly, it was turned off again.
— Are you kidding? The only one who can contact it on the private channel is that guy, okay? This channel hasn't been ringing since fifty years ago. Every time it rings, it will encounter something very terrible or very terrible. Or, it will encounter huge, huge trouble.
...Hang up! Hang up! Hang up now!
Then, woo woo, quickly connect to P's channel... Anyway, call P first, so that it can be safe...
[Didi]
This time, it was the public communication channel that rang.
...As a public channel for the main system, only the heads of various departments have access rights...
The little ball of light opened it timidly.
-twenty four-
Horror Repair-M: Hello. Data garbage. Miss the Recycle Bin?
—Wu ...
Horror Maintenance-M:P is on vacation.
Main system: “…”
It's over.
It thought blankly, it's over.
The angel left.
The angel left the crowd he was meant to protect.
-25-
In the public channel, as Miss M sent this message, the managers at all levels who had been lurking immediately rushed to speak out.
Maintenance-R: ! ! When will P come back!
Operation-Cha Li Wang: When will you come back!
Observation #: ! ! When will you come back!
Procurement-886: ! ! When will you be back?
Technology-Juanjuanjiang: ! ! When will you come back!
Communication-Tiantianjiang: When will you be back!
-26-
The main system, which was frightened out of its wits, responded: "..."
What are these employees doing?
Main System - Don't Call Me Data Garbage: A bunch of top executives, are you all just slacking off at work?! Get back to work! Set a good example!
Communication-Tiantianjiang: Okay, the data is garbage.
Technology-Juanjuanjiang: Okay, the data is garbage.
Main System - Don't call me data garbage: @All members, don't call me data garbage!!
Horror Maintenance-M: Data garbage. Garbage garbage garbage. Connect to the communication, quickly.
Horror Maintenance-M: I'll give you three seconds.
Horror Maintenance-M: One.
-27-
The little ball of light trembled as it stretched out its hand and trembled as it approached the button to connect the communication...
"boom--!!"
The central control room was broken open the next moment.
Less than a second.
Brilliant galaxies, drifting points of light, hurricane-like swirling data streams—
With a "bang", it was chopped into pieces.
The main system froze for a moment and turned its head to look.
-28-
Miss M stood at the door carrying a huge sickle, with a gloomy expression and her hands in her pockets, looking a little bored.
"Giving you three seconds means," she yawned, "I'll come in on the count of one."
Main System: "...But not even a second! Not even a second! Not even a second!"
"One is not one second. If I say one, it is one. If I say no, it is no."
"You bully the system—how can you—you—"
"It's so noisy, and the data is garbage."
"——Don't call me data garbage!!"
"Hey, you're yelling loudly? Come here."
“No, no—Wuwuwu, where is P—when will P come back?!?”
-29-
Five minutes later.
The little ball of light collapsed on the ground and sobbed.
Miss M sat on the ball, crossed her legs and fiddled with her nails.
Today she didn't wear a skirt, but jeans, high-top white sneakers and a dark blue hoodie. She also wore a dark baseball cap on her loose straight hair. She looked like a serial killer in an American TV series who would walk alone on the street with his head down when it was raining.
...Just remove the image, that's it.
Gloomy and lighthearted... a strange feeling as if there is definitely a murder weapon hidden in the pocket of the clothes.
"...You're going crazy again... You go crazy as soon as P has a holiday... Woo woo..."
"What do you mean by crazy?" Miss M removed the rhinestone that had been scratched from her nail. "I'm not crazy. It's just that Little P is on vacation and is a bit bored."
——Your “being a little bored” means “starting to go crazy”!!
Wuwu... Hateful M... This is the central control room... You smashed it again... Do you know how difficult it is to repair the central control room... Wuwuwu...
"Stop crying. Hey."
Miss M kicked the small ball of light beneath her that she was using as a cushion. "I came to see you about something important."
"What..." What serious things could be on your mind?
-30-
"Help me locate Little P. Where is he on vacation? Which world? Once you locate him, teleport me there."
“…”
I knew it.
The main system snorted, "You did the same thing last time... You said you'd give him paid leave, but then you came back and attacked me within a day, forcing me to give you my coordinates..."
Then he kicked the angel's sand castle, causing him to end his vacation early and come back to work overtime late at night.
"How can it be less than a day?"
Ms. M said seriously, "I've counted. From the moment I approved Xiao P's leave application until now, a total of 25 hours have passed."
“…”
Then you are really awesome.
-31-
The main system sighed.
"In just over forty hours, it will be P's fiftieth anniversary... Even if you don't celebrate for him, at least don't ruin his vacation..."
Miss M scratched her face and said, "Fiftieth anniversary? I know. We've been preparing for it for a long time."
"That's why I'm looking for you, Master System. Quick, quick, help me locate Xiao P. Before I go over, I want to send him a congratulatory text message. Xiao P joined late, and his private channel isn't fully accessible yet, so I can't message him directly."
...Huh? Is this true?
The main system was skeptical: "That won't work either. I won't help you find his coordinates..."
"How about sending a text message first?" Miss M smiled and raised her finger. "How about you let me send a text message first? I promise I won't do anything this time."
"……real?"
“Really, really.”
-32-
So, dozens of minutes later.
In another world, Mr. P, who was carrying a backpack and preparing to take the subway, suddenly felt something vibrate in his pocket.
"...cell phone? When will you put it in my..."
He doesn't have a cell phone.
Mr. P took out his cell phone with some doubt and opened the old black flip phone clumsily.
He had only seen this kind of phone a few times when browsing the background of the mission world.
-33-
"Text message... Um... That vibration just now, was it a text message..."
[Unknown number xxx: Click to play, a dog at the start, 999 in one blow!]
Mr. P: “…”
Mr. P slammed his phone shut.
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