Working Records in a Weird World - 46

 

| WRIAWW | I Heard Your Signature is Hard to Get | 46

Without any hesitation, Tao Buxin immediately responded, "Yes!"

"Do you have any other instructions?"

"Uh... no, you can go back and do your tasks well and live a good life. Don't come looking for me."

Watching her retreating figure, Zong Le hesitated and asked, "Is she really going to be okay?"

"Don't worry, boss. Even though I'm bedridden, when it comes to brain hypnosis, I'm practically unmatched in Guiyi City."

Speaking of which, if he didn't have at least this much confidence, Number Five would be unworthy of his level.

"But then again, the person who brainwashed her is indeed a master. At least within Guiyi City, I've never encountered such a formidable opponent... If you hadn't disabled her mobility and left her sluggish, I would have needed more time, and there would definitely have been a risk of backlash."

Number Five's hypnosis ability isn't omnipotent, it needs to be adjusted according to the target's condition.

Tao Buxin herself is an S-level survivor. Although she isn't specialized in mental abilities, her physical foundation is solid, so reversing the brainwashing wouldn't have been easy.

Moreover, it wasn't like Joshua wasn't cautions. Once Tao Buxin subconsciously sensed danger in her mental realm, she would immediately choose to retreat and avoid conflict.

Unfortunately, this time the situation was just a coincidence. Because Tao Buxin struck first, causing the weird domain to exert its pressure, paralyzing her consciousness and nerves, Number Five was able to easily take advantage of the opportunity.

"Indeed." Zong Le fully agreed with Number Five's words.

That silver-haired villain is truly wicked, look how he brainwashed a normal person into such a state.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard Number Five ask with a hint of nervousness, "Boss... Number Two told me he plans to follow you after he's discharged. And well, I'm also about to be discharged... What I mean is, boss, can I join you too?"

"Sure." At a time when he's so short-handed, having another volunteer, Zong Le was naturally happy to agree.

"But you'll need to handle your discharge procedures first. I'll probably leave here by tonight, oh no, tomorrow morning at the latest."

Number Five never expected Zong Le to agree so quickly.

He was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed: "Alright, boss, I'll have Number Two wheel me to the first floor to handle the procedures!"

Seeing their elated expressions, Zong Le couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency.

With such enthusiastic employees, he, the warden, must also get moving.

"This task has been delayed long enough. It's time to pick up the pace."

Thinking this, he swiftly took the elevator back to the seventh basement level.

The morgue was filled with a gloomy atmosphere.

As soon as Zong Le stepped out, he saw several first-team survivors gathered outside the director's office, their faces filled with indignation.

"What happened?" he quickly approached and asked in a low voice.

The leading B-level was so angry he kicked the wall beside him, too furious to speak, so a nearby C-level had to explain on his behalf.

"Fuck. We've just finished all the cleaning tasks in the morgue. Not only did we clean the mortuary cabinets, but we also wiped down all the instruments and facilities inside and out. We even mopped up the water on the tiles."

"Yeah. Because our team is very meticulous in our work, and the tasks we handle wasn't as complicated as those of Team Two and Team Three, Director Yang hasn't been able to find any faults with us or send anyone to the deformed corpse repository."

The other two teams have had survivors who were unfortunate enough to be locked up, but luckily, they managed to survive. However, with people being sent in one after another, the weirds in the deformed corpse repository have fully awakened.

If more people are sent in, the difficulty of survival will only increase, and there's a high chance of a mass casualty event in the morgue.

"So the leaders of our three teams discussed it and decided to send a few of us to Director Yang first to test the waters and find out what the conditions are for getting his signature. After all, Team One has already completed their tasks, and the results are good enough not to find any faults."

Another survivor chimed in at the right moment: "Otherwise, Director Yang is so vague with his conditions. If he's not satisfied, we'll be working until the end of time. What if we don't get the signature before the system's time limit is up?"

At this point, Zong Le nodded in understanding and agreement.

"But after we talked to Director Yang , he actually said that unless every one of us goes into the deformed corpse repository, he won't give us his signature."

The disgusting part of this ?-level task is that the system wouldn't issue an impossible task. Director Yang's demand is the key to completing the main mission.

This really disgusted the survivors. Because they didn't know about this condition earlier, they had sent fresh corpses to the repository next to the deformed corpse repository.

Unexpectedly, the two repositories are connected, and all the corpses became food for the weirds inside and increasing their power.

"Obviously, Brother Xue asked him about this, but he refused to say anything. If we hadn't come to ask, he wouldn't have revealed the final requirement."

"The most important thing is that this requirement is obviously trying to set us up for a dead end."

"Sigh, after all, it's a question mark-level difficulty. If it were that easy, wouldn't it be too too simple? Compared to the other tasks of the previous A-level dungeons, this is already much better, at least in terms of the loss rate. Besides, it's not impossible, provided everyone has a soul lamp."

"But soul lamps are so hard to get. Who can guarantee that everyone will have one?"

"Forget it, let's just go back and tell the team leaders."

......

Watching the group's retreating figures, Zong Le turned around and walked straight to the morgue office.

He had been keeping an eye on the shocking death records on the forum, but he hadn't been able to come up with a more reasonable solution. However, just a short while ago, Tao Buxin's sudden attack gave Zong Le a brand new idea.

Survivors can't attack NPCs, but who said he was a survivor?

Creak—

The sound of the iron door was particularly piercing in the silent corridor of the morgue.

Director Yang was sitting in his boss chair, with a small TV on in front of him, occasionally letting out a sinister chuckle.

Hearing the door open, he didn't even look up, his tone quite displeased: "Who allowed you to come in without knocking?"

"Moreover, I’ve made it very clear. If you want a signature, go to the deformed corpse repository. There’s no room for negotiation here. If you continue to be this rude, you can all get the hell out... ugh!"

Before he could finish his sentence, a sharp pain accompanied by dizziness overwhelmed him.

When his vision refocused, his cheek was pressed against the dirty tiles of the break room.

"What... what are you doing?!" Director Yang hadn’t yet processed what had just happened. "How dare you, a temporary worker, lay hands on medical staff?! Aren’t you afraid of the hospital dean’s punishment?"

"Oh?"

As soon as the words left his mouth, he felt the patterned sole of a leather shoe grind into the back of his head, trampling him like garbage.

"Go ahead and scream as loud as you want. Let’s see if I’ll face punishment first, or if your head will explode first."

The calm voice struck Director Yang like a thunderclap, filling him with terror.

He could feel warm liquid slowly trickling from his broken nose, carrying a nauseating metallic stench mixed with snot. The pain made him grimace.

Despite the bleeding, there was no sign of the hospital’s punishment being enacted!

Director Yang, who had always been fearless, finally panicked. He realized that the person currently stepping on his head could crush him like a fly. After all, the way they spoke about the hospital was as casual as discussing the weather.

That nonchalance was more terrifying than any threat.

"You... you must be joking..."

Pressed against the floor, Director Yang struggled to speak, his voice trembling. "If you have any requests, just say it directly."

"I heard your signature is hard to get?"

A moment later, the survivors who were discussing strategies in the morgue suddenly received a system notification.

【Main Task (divided): The morgue task has been completed】

"???"

The group, who had been frowning and racking their brains for a solution, was stunned. No one could process what had just happened.

After a long pause, someone finally spoke in disbelief, "Wait... did we complete the quest?"

"When did that happen? We’re all here. Who completed it?"

"With that old bastard’s attitude earlier, whoever managed to get his signature deserves respect!"

The three team leaders exchanged glances and immediately rushed to the director’s break room.

When they arrived, however, they found only an empty office. There was nothing else.

"Where did Director Yang go?"

Unfortunately, no one could answer that question.

Meanwhile, in the operating room.

【Main Task (divided): The operating room task has been completed】

The survivors who had just completed the quest, obtained the signature, and been assigned to the operating room were all in high spirits. They gathered in the hallway, chatting and laughing, surrounded by a cheerful atmosphere.

"Being assigned to the operating room this time and meeting 1st and so many other big shots, it feels like we were carried without even trying."

"Yeah, we’re really lucky. And Joshua is just as approachable and down-to-earth as the rumors say."

"Thanks to his charisma, we managed to get that old hag’s signature without lifting a finger."

"With Joshua overseeing things and with his healing abilities, we were able to achieve zero deaths or any injuries. He put in a lot of effort. What exactly did the psychiatry department do? How could they finish faster than us?"

"I’m curious too. 2nd is impressive, but under these rules where force can’t be used, it’s hard to see how they could make a difference."

"But their strength is undeniable. It’s reasonable for them to complete a task. Plus, their top strategist is there, so in terms of combat power, they’re on par with us."

Just then, another system message appeared, leaving everyone stunned.

【Main Task (divided): The morgue task has been completed.】

The person who had been speaking earlier paused and said, "See? The psychiatry department being the first in completing the task is much more reasonable than the morgue being the third department to complete the task."

At least the psychiatry department has the main force of the Watchtower Guild, but what does the morgue have? 

They've never heard of a big shot being in that group!

"I haven’t even seen any discussions about the morgue on the forums."

"There was one this morning. Someone posted that they were assigned to the morgue, and their team only had one A-level. It was so unlucky that it left a deep impression on me."

Wait, with only one A-level survivor, how did they manage to be among the top three in completing the task?!

Meanwhile, the silver-haired patriarch, holding a freshly signed document, furrowed his brows.

For some reason, hearing the word "morgue" stirred an uneasy feeling in his heart.

Coincidentally, that little mouse was also from the morgue.

But on second thought, even if he’s the talented newcomer, he’s still just a C-level.

No matter how talented he is, facing a S-level, he’d only be waiting to be slaughtered.

Yet, even though it made sense, Joshua’s worries still lingered.

Finally, after a moment, that feeling was finally confirmed.

Tao Buxin, who had left an hour ago, returned carrying a lunchbox.

Above her head floated a glaring number 0.

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