Witch Special

Under the oppression of their unscrupulous boss, Lin Zhenxi, the members of the Taoyuan Group endured the most arduous days since their birth. Bound by a soul contract, they were forced to hand over their entire being, body and soul, to Lin Zhenxi for "three hundred thousand yuan per year." From the moment they signed their names—their true names—on the soul contract, their future was completely controlled by Lin Zhenxi.

Of course, Lin Zhenxi wasn't some devil. She wouldn't do anything like killing the goose that lays the golden eggs, and there was no need for that. The rules she set for the Taoyuan group members were actually simple, no different from any other company. In short, they were the following:

1. Be loyal and reliable to the company and its boss, Lin Zhenxi, and do not do anything that is detrimental to the company or its boss. This includes but is not limited to complaining about your work or publishing negative information about the company.

2 Pay full attention to work, never take shortcuts or cheat, and ensure that all tasks assigned by the leader are completed in quality.

3. Maintain an optimistic and positive attitude towards life and maintain a regular and healthy work and rest schedule during non-working hours. Do not engage in any activities that endanger your health or the company's property.

4 and other supplementary terms to be determined.

5. The company reserves the right of final interpretation and employees are not allowed to violate the terms of the agreement.

It looked promising, even accommodating. The bald young men, with little education, glanced through it briefly, finding nothing wrong. They focused their attention on the 300,000 yuan annual salary, or remuneration, payable at the end of the year, and casually skipped over the binding payments.

After all, a contract is just a piece of paper; once signed, it's done. Actual implementation depends on the individual. Even if the boss had superhuman vision and superhuman hearing, could she really prevent every employee from slacking off? Could she manage that if she had to manage every employee individually?

With such general confidence, the bald men collectively signed soul contracts to sell themselves. After accepting these contracts, Lin Zhenxi, with a happy smile on his face, issued a request to them to completely clean up the main roads leading to the main urban area.

If you don’t clean up, you are not allowed to eat.

Then the group of bald heads became energized, and with visible joy, they ran off to work in neat groups.

Lin Zhenxi stayed where he was, looking at the artificially created vigorous backs of the group of bald younger brothers, and flicked the soul contract in his hand. Although there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were very cold.

These bald men in combat uniforms could no longer be considered independent individuals. They were a group of human tools that needed Lin Zhenxi's annual salary of 300,000 yuan.

Their future is destined to be brilliant, because it is the light that blooms from burning life, which is bound to be extremely dazzling.

After watching the bald men disappear, Lin Zhenxi lowered his head and looked at Hammerhead, who had been rendered idiotic by his own oblivion spell. Compared to those bald minions, fit only to be tools, toiled to death, Hammerhead's value was relatively higher, but only to a limited extent. His brutality and brutality were only suitable for destruction; brute force alone wasn't enough for construction.

But that doesn't mean Hammerhead has no value. Whether it's his exceptional physique or his oversized combat suit, which far outperforms the standard combat suit worn by the bald underling, these are all inherently valuable. Given Hammerhead's exceptional foundation, treating him like an ordinary bald brother, or a bald elder brother with only a fraction of his strength, would be a complete waste of resources. Lin Zhenxi also had another, less mature idea about Hammerhead.

She plans to make Hammerhead a star-level city hero and have him join the Hero Association in her place.

Hayashi Maki herself has no plans to join the Hero Association. Although the Hero Association, like the monsters, is a representative product of this world, joining the Hero Association means being supervised and, to a certain extent, controlled by the Hero Association. Behind the Hero Association stand the world's capital giants, who fund the operation of the Hero Association and enjoy the Hero Association's special VIP treatment. In fact, they are the true masters of the Hero Association, directly or indirectly influencing and controlling the fate of all registered heroes.

The Hero Association is a resource that can be utilized, but if you become a registered hero with the Association, you become its resource, and become its object of exploitation. Lin Zhenxi does intend to use the Hero Association's power to help her find the time traveler from this world, but she intends to approach the organization as a collaborator, or even a controller, rather than a subordinate.

Becoming a director of the Hero Association is Lin Zhenxi's current goal. In order to obtain this status, Lin Zhenxi needs a lot of money and a certain degree of say.

Meanwhile, through her recent visits and research in City Z, Lin Zhenxi had discovered that the city didn't even have a single signature hero. The registered heroes active in City Z were all small-time, unremarkable individuals. The only standout hero was a kind, friendly neighbor who rode his bicycle around town. Lin Zhenxi had no idea how he'd managed to register and even become a C-rank hero. Could it be that the Hero Association only considered individual awareness and not combat prowess when assessing hero registrations?

While becoming a registered hero requires accepting the Hero Association's control and public scrutiny, which carries numerous inconveniences, in this era of heroes and monsters, the title of "star hero" carries a surprising amount of weight. Heroes with impressive performances are genuinely popular, their appeal to the general public far surpassing that of peacetime celebrities.

After all, heroes really can fight, really fly, and really save civilians from danger. No matter how convincingly the actors portray them, no matter how they slay mightily on screen, it's all fake. If they were attacked by a monster, they'd still cry out in despair, just like any other human. To ignore the real thing and instead celebrate the fake is just plain sick.

It's an indisputable fact that Hammerhead isn't particularly good-looking. To call him plain is probably a compliment; with his two-meter-tall frame, a child would probably burst into tears. Thankfully, heroes don't have rigid appearance requirements. As long as you can fight monsters and protect the public, no one cares if you have a chin or a butt. Once you become popular, you might even spark a new fashion trend, turning even the ugly into the beautiful.

This kind of thing isn't unheard of, as many S-class heroes possess bizarre appearances and perverse personalities. Some even lack human form, remaining merely intelligent beings capable of communication. This doesn't prevent the ordinary people around them from cheering them on as they crush the oddballs. This is an era where the strong prevail, and as long as you're strong enough, others will accept you for who you are.

While Macehead may resemble a gorilla, save for a slight lack of hair, his physique combined with his combat suit creates a monster of immense strength. A single powerful blow can bring down buildings, a rock he lifts can throw like a cannonball, and a high leap can even cause a small earthquake. Even A-rank heroes struggle to match his destructive power. Of course, heroes generally don't have obvious weaknesses. After all, being a hero is a long-term and often hated job, so heroes with obvious weaknesses don't last long. Macehead's agility and intelligence are clearly limited, so perhaps demolition work is his best fit. If he's to become a city-defending superhero, Lin Zhenxi will need to significantly reshape him.

Physical agility can be increased by magically modifying a combat suit or even drawing magical tattoos on a hammerhead, while combat awareness can be imparted by instilling combat memories. Not smart? Then prepare a team to do the thinking for him.

This is a big project, but fortunately, Lin Zhenxi has the time and is willing to accept the challenge.

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Two weeks later, the [Baizhi Dream] sleep-aid pillow manufacturing factory was officially established in the abandoned urban area of ​​City Z.

As an extremely rare investment project in Z City in recent times, and the factory is located in the abandoned urban area, a place that makes every Z City resident sad, Z City attaches great importance to Lin Zhenxi's pillow factory and even sent a senior official whose administrative level is second only to the mayor and deputy mayor to attend the factory's ribbon-cutting ceremony.

Then, as soon as the leader got off the business car sent by Lin Zhenxi's company to pick him up, Lin Zhenxi cast a confusion spell on him and turned around and left with the memories that Lin Zhenxi wanted him to take back. The whole process, from getting off the car to getting back on, took less than 30 seconds.

Lin Zhenxi was not interested in arguing with this kind of official. There were so many things she could and wanted to do, and time was already tight. Being able to come out and reward the official with a spell was already giving him face.

Look, there are so many people in this world, but only a few have experienced the curse. How lucky you are! Shouldn't you feel honored?

After casually dealing with the City Z official who had come over to add to his drama, Lin Zhenxi ordered the factory's equipment to officially start up. With a flicker of magical light, the roar of machinery began to emanate from this magical factory, built by Lin Zhenxi himself.

Lin Zhenxi has officially taken the first step to expand his influence in this world.