Chapter 88.
But that room seemed to be the "boss's" body, which could not be destroyed at all. As long as someone tried to get close to cause damage, the whole room would release extremely high-frequency high-pitched sounds.
Even if she launched an attack despite the mental erosion, the room was extremely solid. Jing Xiaoning once fired a cannon at the room, but not even the paint fell off.
For this reason, the "boss" criticized Jing Xiaoning on the entire platform for a whole day, which made Jing Xiaoning socially depressed and defensive. If Wilde hadn't persuaded her, she would have wanted to fight with that room.
Seeing that there was really no way to deal with the strange room, everyone gave up trying. Although that thing was like a troublemaker and disgusted people all the time, at least it could not cause much substantial harm.
As time went by, everyone really felt a sense of familiarity with being a slave in a 996 company and being PUA'd by an unscrupulous boss every day.
Thinking of this, I strangely feel a sense of warmth and nostalgia...
Ning Xuanqing's task today was to repair the equipment on the floating bridge. When she changed her clothes and went out, she ran into Tang Yu coming out from next door.
"Are you going to submit the application form again?"
Tang Yu nodded. Her job was also maintenance, but she wanted to work as a cook in the cafeteria.
The chefs in the cafeteria are Jin Hui and his two team members. Tang Yu really wants to switch with them, but the procedures do not allow it.
Each person's work is randomly assigned by copy, and once assigned it is fixed.
Tang Yu did not give up hope. She specifically consulted Ning Xuanqing to see if there was any feasible operation.
Ning Xuanqing considered it from the perspective of the normal operation of a large enterprise. She believed that if she wanted to change jobs, she had to get her boss's consent first.
So Tang Yu began to diligently put application forms in the boss's office, one every day, and today was the tenth one.
Even without any feedback, she persisted.
Ning Xuanqing initially thought that Tang Yu wanted to maximize the effectiveness of his skills in the cafeteria so as to be ready for any possible crisis.
Later I found out that she simply liked this line of work.
The two men greeted each other and went back to their workstations before the "boss" could urge them to do so.
Ning Xuanqing followed the map to find the maintenance location mentioned in the task list. On the floating bridge near the engineering area, she saw Wilder squatting on the ground alone.
Even wearing a standard work uniform, it was difficult to conceal his elegant temperament. His golden brown curly hair was a little messy due to the sea breeze, and the moist water vapor stained his body, deepening the melancholy.
When seeing him like this, Ning Xuanqing subconsciously felt that this man was worried about something. When she was still hesitating whether to go over and disturb him, Wilder had already discovered her.
"Hello, I haven't seen you these days. It seems that your job is not related to here." Wilde gave Ning Xuanqing a faint smile.
Ning Xuanqing guessed that he said this actually to remind himself not to violate the rules, otherwise the "boss" would make annoying noises.
She lifted the toolbox in her hand and showed it to Wilder: "I need to repair the equipment here. But why don't you go to work?"
Wilder blinked in realization. He pointed to the broken crane behind him and said, "I broke my equipment. I need a repairman to fix it."
The two of them understood each other tacitly. Ning Xuanqing was not a cheerful person. She nodded slightly to Wilde and walked over with the toolbox.
Wilde stood up and leaned against the pontoon, enjoying the sea breeze, waiting for Ning Xuanqing to repair the equipment.
Ning Xuanqing was quietly doing maintenance with tools in hand. Just when she thought there would not be any further conversation between the two, she heard Wilder's voice.
In the whistling sea breeze, his gentle voice seemed somewhat ethereal.
"I'm sorry, I may disturb your work, but I still want to talk to you, okay?"
Ning Xuanqing paused her movements when she heard that. She turned her head to look at Wilde and saw that his deep eyes were also looking at her. Behind him was gray mist and the whistling sea breeze made him look a little thin.
Although he knew that he was the leader of the entire alliance and the recognized strongest person in the middle field, Ning Xuanqing felt a trace of helplessness from this man at this moment.
"Just say whatever you want to say." Ning Xuanqing nodded at him.
"I've been having strange dreams lately." Wilde turned his gaze toward the distant sea and began to narrate slowly.
He said that he always dreams about his past. The magical thing is that every time he dreams about the past, he will be one year younger in the dream.
As of yesterday, Wilder's dream self had regressed back to the age of fifteen, which reminded him of many things from his childhood.
When Ning Xuanqing asked about the specific contents, Wilder seemed reluctant to discuss them in detail and only gave a vague outline.
He lost his mother when he was young. His father was a perfectionist, so he was very strict in his education.
"When did you start having such dreams?" Ning Xuanqing stopped what he was doing without knowing when.
Wilder fell into recollection. He said vaguely, "Probably after entering this instance."
He lied slightly about this question.
That kind of dream started when he left that strange B-level copy. In his dreams, Wilder often dreamed of being stared at by that terrifying monster.
Those dark, pupilless eyes simply watched everything calmly and indifferently, including his dreams and his past.
It was as if there was an indescribable existence, spying on everything he had.
This feeling made Wilder feel a little anxious. He consulted some books and learned that from a psychological point of view, this situation was a typical PTSD.
Perhaps it was the brief eye contact with the monster that left him with an indelible psychological trauma.
This is something you can only overcome on your own; talking about it won't help.
It was with this thought in mind that Wilde chose not to tell Ning Xuanqing anything about the copy.
After listening to Wilde's story, Ning Xuanqing crossed her arms and looked at him carefully. After thinking for a while, she gave her own explanation.
"Although you didn't say it explicitly, it can be seen that you have inherited your father's characteristics in some aspects."
When Wilder gave him a puzzled look, Ning Xuanqing gave a direct answer.
"You are also a person who pursues perfection. Many times you feel that you are not doing well enough, so you will treat yourself with higher standards, which will further cause anxiety."
She glanced at the huge drilling platform below her feet and continued, "We are facing a difficult time in the fight between humans and the weird. Perhaps you keep having these strange dreams because of the internal and external pressures."
After the end of the world, the survivors struggling to survive most desire the appearance of a hero. As long as they can save their lives, such a person will be called a savior.
Everyone in the middle field praised Wilder to such a high position, and naturally they had high hopes for him, but Wilder also consciously took on this responsibility.
A person with a Messiah complex cannot truly save others if he does not save himself first.
Finally, Ning Xuanqing gave some advice: "Although it may seem selfish for me to say this, even if everyone in the world wants to be saved, not everyone needs you to save them. Sometimes you don't have to put too much pressure on yourself."
Wilder neither agreed nor denied this. He subconsciously said, "I just think I can do better..."
After meeting Ning Xuanqing's "as expected" look, he smiled awkwardly.
"When I was in church school, the priest who taught me was an upright and kind man. I always wanted to be like him."
Wilder seemed to be explaining and recalling, saying, "I once sacrificed one person to save a group of people in a multiplayer instance. Although my teammates comforted me afterwards, this incident has always troubled me. For the person who sacrificed, it was unfair to exchange his life for the lives of a group of people."
"Father, if you continue to hold yourself to this standard, you will go crazy." Ning Xuanqing said in a compassionate tone.
Wilder nodded without comment. He looked up at Ning Xuanqing who was operating the equipment and asked, "If it were you, what would you choose at that time?"
Ning Xuanqing knew what he was asking, so she shrugged and said, "This is a trolley problem. There is no solution. I'll tell you when it's my turn to make a choice."
She refused to waste her energy, patted the repaired operating table, walked to the pontoon, and looked up at Wilder's face.
"Let's take it one step at a time, Wilde. You're a good person. I've seen too many evil people in my life. In my opinion, you're at least an honest and kind person. But honest and kind people occasionally make small, harmless mistakes. You've done better than many people."
"Ms. Ning, you still look young. Don't talk like an experienced old person." Wilder was amused by her words.
He stretched out his right hand in front of Ning Xuanqing and smiled sincerely: "Thank you for your guidance, I feel much better."
Ning Xuanqing glanced at the hand with slender knuckles, hesitated for a moment, and finally shook it. She said, "Please keep your great goal in mind and continue to fight for the pure land of mankind."
"Um!"
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The drilling platform once again spent a peaceful day. Under the order of the alliance, no conflicts had broken out among the hundred or so participants so far.
There is only half a month left before the next shift is due, but the entire instance remains calm.
The alliance has checked the entire platform more than once, and they have not found any possible crisis at all. There is nothing strange on the entire platform. The only abnormal thing is the boss's office.
Some people think that the S-level copy is nothing special, and they have so many teammates that they don’t have to be afraid at all.
But some cautious people think that this may be the calm before the storm, and the crisis may have been brewing quietly, but no one has noticed it.
Wild's job was very easy; he was only responsible for operating the take-off and landing of the diving bell in the engineering area.
After finishing work, he wanted to go back to the dormitory to rest for a while. The strange dream had been continuing and had affected his sleep a little.
In this S-level copy, it would be better for him to get enough rest and stay refreshed.
When Wilder arrived at his dormitory and was about to open the door, his neighbor happened to come out and greet him.
"Hello, Wilder."
"Hello, Eleven." Wilde nodded politely to Eleven.
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