nightmare exec

"Money compensation or physical punishment?"

Song Yin rubbed his head: "I can understand losing money, but closing the mall means corporal punishment, so what's going on?"

"The logic behind it is actually very simple. If you are willing to use your brain a little, it is impossible not to see it."

Although he disliked the laziness of his own executive officer, Ergou still pointed out the meaning behind it-the closure of the mall is no small matter for the executive officer, not only can't upgrade and update equipment, can't get daily necessities, even the most basic rations cannot be obtained. to guarantee.

As time goes by, hunger will be like an invisible cage, continuously shrinking the scope of confinement, gradually depriving the victim of mental and physical energy, and even causing more terrible consequences.

From the standpoint of the assistant officer, Ergou strongly suggested that Song Yin accept the compensation of 53 yuan.Although judging from Song Yin's current level, it will take at least three or four months to fully pay, but during the compensation period, the system does not restrict Song Yin from upgrading necessary equipment or purchasing daily necessities.

In contrast, the risk of choosing to close the mall is much greater-although the fine has been reduced to 12.5, it will take at least nearly a month to settle.During this month, what did Song Yin rely on to maintain his physical strength?And what do you rely on to clear the copy to win the bounty?

Song Yin was not at all surprised by Ergou's choice.He just sighed a little - it is obviously a super avant-garde artificial intelligence, but its thinking is steady and conservative, just like an old man.

But this exclamation also made Song Yin understand which choice he prefers.

"Then pay a fine of 12.5 yuan and close the mall."

While speaking, he had already pressed his fingerprint on the screen option.

"You made a choice to kill yourself." The assistant officer's expression at the moment fully shows that artificial intelligence will also have a headache: "Statistics show that less than 20% of executives will make such a choice. Even in purgatory, humans can't survive [-] days with only water."

"Who said I'm going to just drink water?" Song Yin looked calm, "Don't go, go downstairs and help me do some work together."

Song Yin's so-called work is actually to count the quantity of various edible materials in the safe house.He had placed an order for seasonings and some ingredients through the mall before.Now, in addition to a small half-tube of rice, there are three eggs, a small handful of celery, and six or seven slices of frozen meat in the refrigerator.

In addition, when Ergou first joined the company, there was half a box of "Huangquan Lovers" sandwich biscuits in the welcome rattan basket. Song Yin has always been disgusted by the spokesperson, but now it has become an important ration.

Song Yin counted and numbered everything for distribution, and then led Ergou to the outdoor garden.All kinds of low plants, including pansies, were scattered on the yellow mud, as if they had just been trampled by sheep.

"When I was young, I grew all the vegetables at home." Song Yin was forced to be optimistic about the mess: "It's not a problem at all to rely on them for ten days and half a month."

But Ergou faithfully stated his point of view: "I think eating them is no different from eating weeds on the side of the road."

In any case, Song Yin's choice has been made, and the blockade of the mall has taken effect, and he has no room for regret.No matter whether you are full or hungry in the future, you can only bite the bullet and accept it.

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After seven days.

The public combat preparation room of the Yugutai team is a large suite of nearly [-] square meters.In addition to the most important combat conference room, it also includes many functions such as dining and kitchen, rest, entertainment, etc. It is more like a student apartment in a western university.

From 12:[-] pm yesterday to [-]:[-] am this morning, the team spent a full [-] hours processing a dangerous copy.Everyone who returned to the combat preparation room was exhausted.

Except for Mithril who was notified the next day and insisted on going back to take a shower, the remaining four simply found a comfortable position in the preparation room and snored up and down.

Qi Zhengnan occupied the big bed in the lounge with the captain's advantage, and fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow.

Unlike Song Yin, Qi Zhengnan hardly dreams now, and only he himself knows the reason.

In short, when the long, dark sleep ended, Qi Zhengnan opened his eyes calmly as before falling asleep.

Then, a little further away, he heard a faint chuckle.

After getting along for a long time, Qi Zhengnan can easily identify the owner of the laughter—that is the pika. His laughter is a very recognizable, even silly sound, but for some reason, it just makes people feel happy .

Qi Zhengnan got out of bed and walked towards the hall while moving his shoulders and neck.When I opened the door, I saw the pika nesting on the sofa, holding the mobile phone in both hands, laughing a few times from time to time, shaking its protruding ears.

There was also movement in the kitchen further away, it should be Zhen Zhe or Mithril preparing lunch.

Qi Zhengnan was a little hungry. He originally wanted to go to the kitchen to find some food, but when he passed by the sofa, he heard a familiar voice from the pika's cell phone.

"What is that brother called Turnip? The one who bet 2000 yuan that I would not pass the test last night! Hey, brother! Keep your word, and bring 2000 yuan as a reward! Everyone, be a witness!"

Qi Zhengnan's footsteps faltered, he leaned forward from behind the sofa, pinched the pika's ears: "What are you looking at?"

The pika who was engrossed in it was startled, jumped up from the sofa with a "ha", and hid the phone under the pillow: "No, it's nothing!"

"Show me." Qi Zhengnan was so easily fooled by him, he took the phone away.

There was a bright red light on the screen, and after another look, it turned out to be the live broadcast interface of the dungeon.

This is a rare copy of the lava hell. The golden-red magma in the abyss is constantly boiling and rolling, and the red embers are flying all over the sky like petals.The tall cliffs standing in the magma pool collapsed from time to time, stirring up terrifying explosions that shook the world.

The scene was thrilling, but the executive who was in it didn't seem panicked.

"This guy……?!"

Qi Zhengnan's expression suddenly became gloomy, and he saw a familiar figure running from the back on the cliff.Because of the heat, the man's upper body was bare, and the sweat slid along the beautiful back muscles all the way into the waist and the groin hidden under the waist of the trousers.

There were several lines of barrage on the screen, one of which was the executive code-named Turnip, who offered a reward of 2000 yuan according to the bet.

The executive officer in the dungeon seemed to have learned about the real-time situation through the assistant officer. He stopped on the edge of a cliff and turned around: "Thank you for the reward of 2000 yuan from the turnip. If you do what you say, it's interesting, so make friends!"

That's right, the executive officer in the dungeon is Song Yin.The high temperature of the volcanic magma made his cheeks blush and his whole body drenched. His originally smooth bangs were pushed back, revealing his bright and sly eyes.

He opened his arms, turned his back to the magma below the cliff, and loudly asked the onlookers outside the screen: "If I jump from here, guess if I can survive?!"

Immediately, more barrages slid out on the screen, and most of the people replied that they would surely die, but there were also some bad-natured people who encouraged him to take the risk.

"How can I still be alive?" The pika muttered and leaned over, flicked the phone with his fingers, and projected the screen in mid-air in front of the sofa.

The picture was magnified dozens of times at once, and Qi Zhengnan could clearly see that the top of the cliff was about [-] meters away from the magma pool.

But Song Yin himself obviously didn't think so.

"Then let's take a gamble." He suggested to everyone confidently, "If I win, how about everyone in the barrage give me 500 yuan each? Everyone is voluntary and supervises each other!"

After he finished speaking, he quickly walked towards the cliff, and without even making any preparations, he jumped straight down as soon as he raised his foot!

Qi Zhengnan's heart tightened for an instant. He pressed the back of the sofa, unconsciously clenched his hands, and stared at the rapidly falling figure on the screen.

After a suffocating two seconds, Song Yin was less than 50 meters away from the magma.A moment later, and if he hadn't fallen to pieces in the lava pool, he would have been burned beyond recognition by the horrific heat.

If you were any normal person, you would immediately choose to exit the dungeon at this time.

However, Song Yin has not yet, and he has been falling towards the corner without hesitation.

"It's 30 meters!!" The pika grabbed the sofa cushion, blocking his voice from excitement to shock.

Qi Zhengnan didn't hear the pika's exclamation, the people on the screen had already occupied almost all of his thinking space, and there was no room for him to focus on other things.

The barrage on the screen frantically wandered around, whether it was panic or ridicule, it was completely unclear.And when Song Yin's body was about to be engulfed by the golden-red fire, this astonishing live broadcast suddenly reached its climax——

Only a "boom" was heard, and a huge bubble blew up in the magma.The moment the bubble burst, a strong updraft lifted Song Yin who was falling.The gray-white figure was suddenly as light as a feather in the wind, turned around and floated towards the top of the cliff.

Only then did Qi Zhengnan discover an inconspicuous small cave on the cliff.Song Yin successfully entered the cave with the help of the updraft, and found what he was looking for in the depths.

"The recovery of stowaways... was successfully completed."

The light in the cave was weak, but Qi Zhengnan could clearly see Song Yin's tragic state at the moment—the high temperature burned his hair, and the scorched skin split open in large areas, exposing bloody red flesh.

Qi Zhengnan originally thought that Song Yin would not feel pain because of the high tension.However, in the next second, the tattered man moaned a few times, and turned on the flashlight to illuminate his body.

"Let's take a look... If you don't have money to buy heat-resistant clothing, it will become like this. Those people who bet with me just now... If you still have a conscience, don't forget to give me some money."

Accompanied by these words, the barrage began to erupt again, with five hundred and five hundred rewards one after another.

Without further ado, the pika threw down the pillow with a groan and wanted to give him money.But Qi Zhengnan pressed him down.

"Don't reward this kid! Otherwise, he will keep doing such stupid things until he really kills himself!"

After finishing speaking, Qi Zhengnan simply took the pika's mobile phone and quickly typed a string of text, probably accusing Song Yin of using "self-abuse" to win sympathy. And pay the bill.

After the fight, he quickly posted this barrage, and then waited for Song Yin's reply amidst the pika's howling and complaining.

The author has something to say:

This chapter was originally proposed to have another name: "Cruel Bottom Story", inspired by a popular online review "Cruel Bottom Story: Chinese Rural Areas in a Video Software" 3 years ago, which is about the short video live broadcast platform How a group of non-head, non-traffic, and grassroots users gain clicks through similar self-abuse behaviors.