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Chapter 40 Everyone put on hoods
"Next, we're going to the final interview location, after which we'll need to sign a 'life-or-death contract.' You have one last chance to back out; those who want to withdraw can leave now."
It's obvious that no one will leave.
Jung Eun-shun was blindfolded by the secretary and followed their instructions into the carriage.
The group of six sat facing each other in the bread cart, remaining silent.
The panel's display is unrelated to vision; even with his view obstructed, Zheng En can still determine his current situation based on the map provided by Batman.
The van proceeded brazenly along the main road, heading eastward into the district.
Jung Eun: It's really not surprising at all.
If Gotham is a toilet, then the East Side is a cesspool, where you can throw anything dirty and smelly into it.
The van crossed the SpongeBridge and stopped in the far suburbs of the eastern part of the East End.
When they got off the vehicle, they were allowed to remove the strips of cloth. The darkness and the desolate surroundings made it impossible for most people to know where they were.
The secretary who brought them used a key to open the barbed wire fence, revealing a long-abandoned office building inside.
As soon as they opened the door, the dust that flew up in the office choked the two of them.
The layout inside was no different from that of a regular public office, except that there were a few iron cages, which made it look quite strange.
"Next, you will go inside."
The secretary opened the cage, gesturing for the people in front to enter, and handed each person a hood. "Put this on, and you won't feel any psychological burden when working together later."
Jung Eun: That's quite considerate.
He clutched the hood in his hand, and as everyone obediently walked in, the strange feeling in his heart grew stronger.
As for?
He came here to complete a mission, but what about these people?
They just wanted to find a job.
They just wanted to find a job, so how did they end up like this?
Zheng En was puzzled; the scene before him was so absurd that he could not have imagined it.
But everyone wore hoods, and everyone was ready.
The secretary locked the door and left, and Siennis's voice came over the loudspeaker.
"Everyone here is standing here for the job. I'll repeat what I said before: you can use anything here as a weapon. I'm only offering one position, and only the last one standing will get the job."
"I admire one of you, and although he may still have some reservations, I believe in his potential."
Zheng En knew these words were directed at him. That damn masochist, he probably beat him up all day long.
He rolled his eyes, but the broadcast continued.
"If he performs well enough today, I'll consider giving him an extra bonus of up to half a million dollars. Of course, if someone can beat him, I'll also look at that person with admiration and hand over the half a million dollars."
"Now, the game begins."
As the broadcast was disconnected, the iron doors of all the cages slowly opened.
Some people looked around to see how others were reacting, while others stepped forward and picked up the things on the table.
Once someone started, others quickly followed suit, grabbing staplers, hole punches, pencil sharpeners, paper cutters... everyone was on guard against the onslaught from others.
As the situation became chaotic, it was unclear who made the first move.
Everyone knows there's only one position, and only one person can survive here.
Zheng En didn't become the one attacking others, but instead became the target of others' attacks.
We really need to beat them all down.
Zheng En dodged the punching machine thrown at him by someone nearby, grabbed his arm, pulled him over, and struck him hard in the stomach with his elbow.
Sensing footsteps behind him, he dodged to the side. The attacker's attack landed on another person, and taking advantage of the opening, Zheng En delivered a flying kick to his stomach.
The scene in the office was quite chaotic, but it was clear to anyone with eyes that Jung Eun had the upper hand.
Compared to the chaotic brawls of others, he seemed quite at ease.
Even in black and white footage, you can see that his movements are clean, crisp, and incredibly beautiful.
Siennis watched the screen as he poured wine, gently swirling the red wine in his glass. "You see," he said, "I'm looking for someone like that—intelligent, cultured, and with a bloodthirsty and violent streak in his bones."
"This is something that ordinary job seekers don't have, and something that those incredibly stupid peasants don't have either."
The secretary standing to the side remained silent, knowing that the other party did not need his response.
Siennis stared intently at the screen, not even stopping while sipping his drink, the liquid dripping down his chin, but he didn't seem to care.
The second email that HR sent to Zheng Enfa was at his behest.
In terms of academic qualifications and work experience, Zheng En was not particularly outstanding, and compared with other job seekers, he was far inferior.
Siennis Investment Company is a large corporation. He inherited his parents' wealth, grew up smoothly under their protection, and founded the company himself. His life has been smooth sailing, and he has never encountered any setbacks.
This life experience fostered in Seannis a thrill-seeking personality.
A smooth and uneventful life is too boring, while he has power and wealth that allow him to seek excitement.
At first, he was no different from any other rich kid, only playing sports that could get his adrenaline pumping, such as skiing, diving, racing, bungee jumping, and skydiving.
But he soon grew tired of it.
How can any sport with all the protective measures compare to the thrill of real guns and bullets? What's more, he was born in Gotham, and even though there were police patrols and heavy security in the wealthy areas, he could still glimpse the deeper bloodshed and darkness from the tip of the iceberg that was leaked from the outside world.
Gotham is a city controlled by gangsters, and it has no shortage of ammunition and gunpowder.
As he grew up, the veil that had shrouded Siennis in the shadows of his childhood gradually fell away, and he realized that the city had no shortage of people, and was full of desperate job seekers.
As long as you are willing to post a job opening, the effect will be like scattering food into a pond; a large number of job seekers will flock to the job like fish, causing chaos and confusion.
Even if it means becoming a trapped beast in the arena, I would not hesitate.
Siennis loved the game; nothing was more interesting than gladiatorial combat built on blood and lives.
But even the most beloved games can become tiring if played for too long.
He was tired of the stupid fish's clumsy fighting and wanted to introduce a fierce catfish that would stir up the school and make them struggle to escape.
His secretary noticed his intentions, which is why Jung Eun's resume was printed out and appeared on Seennis's desk.
Beneath the unremarkable information panel, the place of residence was marked with a red line.
Current residence: Room 404, Hongwalou, Sidaokou, Baoerli District.
That area is generally referred to as the East District.