My KPI Shrunk!

Charles Wiesel remained seated on the worn-out sofa, his expression complex.

"Stephen..."

Professor X spoke, his voice weary. "I thank you on behalf of those children. If it weren't for you, they probably wouldn't even have been able to leave behind a complete corpse."

Sing Sing casually took out a cigarette, put one in his mouth, and lit it.

"This is a legitimate international rescue operation; we're all paid by the government to do this. If you really feel bad about it, why don't you bring me a receipt later and I'll reimburse you?"

Professor X gave a wry smile but didn't respond, his expression turning serious. "I'll talk to those kids. I'll persuade them to come back to China with you. At least there, they'll be treated like normal people."

Oh dear?

Why is this old man being so cooperative today?!

If they brought all of these back to the 749 Bureau, Director Wang would be overjoyed!

I'm pretty sure I'll get the Outstanding Worker award and bonus this year!

Sing Sing stood up, grabbed the professor's hand, and shook it vigorously up and down.

"Rest assured, as long as they are willing to sign contracts, benefits will be arranged immediately! We will never force anyone to do dangerous work!"

Professor X

Nothing more was said that night.

The next morning, Sing Sing Chow kicked Deadpool awake, who was still snoring.

"Get to work!"

Deadpool lay on the ground, wriggling and squirming, extremely unwilling. "What are you doing? What time is it? Even the donkeys in the production team need at least eight hours of sleep!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Come with me to town to do some shopping! Our bureau values humanistic care; these new employees were so frightened yesterday, they need some good food to help them recover today, right?"

"Good performance, two points added to your practical assessment!"

Deadpool's eyes widened at the mention of bonus points. "Mission accomplished! I'd rob a supermarket if I had to!"

Two hours later.

Westchester County, farmers market.

Sing Sing Chow is standing in front of a meat stall, arguing with the owner.

Deadpool followed behind, with seven or eight plastic bags hanging around his neck and two live chickens in his hands.

"Can we get reimbursed for all this stuff using public funds?"

"Cannot."

Holy crap! And you're still buying so generously?

"You don't know anything! You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub! If I can fool... bring a few back, I can double the cost of this meal from all my allowances!"

As noon approached, barbecue grills were set up in the open space of the college.

Sing Sing, wearing an apron, was brushing oil onto the grilled meat.

He had conscripted Beast, and its two large, hairy hands were skewering meat.

"Stephen, I'm a scientist with six PhDs! You're making me skewer lamb here?"

"So what if they're scientists? Scientists need to eat too! Labor is the most honorable thing, don't you know? If you find that too much trouble, go chop some firewood for me in the back hills, and while you're at it, show off your muscles!"

Soon, the aroma of roasted meat filled the air.

Several heads peeked out from the main building.

After resting, and with the reassurance of Professor X and Beast, the two big brothers, they were able to recover.

The group's morale has clearly improved a lot.

The woman with the injured wrist was the first to come out. She looked at Sing Sing, who was grilling meat, and hesitated.

Sing Sing grabbed a handful of meat skewers and handed them over.

"Try it. Our exclusive secret seasoning will make you forget all about that damn basement."

The woman took the skewer of meat, took a bite, and the juices burst in her mouth; the taste was unbelievably good.

Her eyes reddened. "Thank you."

With someone taking the lead, the rest of them gradually came out of the house.

Deadpool was standing nearby, holding a large metal basin, handing out trays and frantically promoting the food.

"Come on, everyone, eat more! This was personally grilled by the director of the Overseas Talent Recruitment Office of the 749 Bureau! After this meal, we're all family!"

"From now on, if I follow my godfather, I'll live the high life and never have to worry about being sliced up again!"

With the barbecue and Deadpool's shameless, overly friendly manner, the atmosphere quickly became lively.

Sing Sing stood behind the grill, a cigarette dangling from his lips, watching the group of guys wolfing down their food with a sense of accomplishment.

This is life!

What human experimentation? What capitalist exploitation?

That's utter nonsense!

Having enough to eat and a job are the most important things!

After a hearty meal.

Everyone sat on the grass to rest.

Charles, leaning on his cane, slowly walked over to Sing Sing's side.

The old man looked quite well, but perhaps remembering his once glorious academy, he suddenly became worried again.

I tried my best.

Sing Sing's heart skipped a beat.

What do you mean?

Has the situation changed?

"The psychological trauma they suffered was too deep; that period was a nightmare they couldn't shake off. Most of them just wanted to find a secluded place to hide away and live out the rest of their lives."

Sing Sing frowned.

"Not a single one is willing to go?"

"No." Charles pulled a few crumpled sheets of paper from his pocket and handed them over.

"Three people are willing to go back to China with you."

"One of them is Bailey."

Upon hearing Bailey's name, Sing Sing breathed a slight sigh of relief. "You have good judgment! It wasn't for nothing that I saved you first."

"These are the profiles of the other two people. Take a look."

Sing Sing took it and glanced at it.

Name: Yinsen Walker

Code name: The Spot

Gender: Male

Age: 17

Place of birth: Cleveland Ohio

Variant ability: Defect perception

Ability description: It can see minute cracks, metal fatigue, welding defects and material aging marks on the surface of objects that are difficult to see with the naked eye, but it cannot repair them, nor can it see through walls.

Limitations: Requires direct visual observation of the target; maximum distance approximately 20 meters; essentially ineffective against humans.

Name: Olivia Carter

Code name: Flower Bud

Gender: Female

Age: 25

Place of birth: Des Moines, Iowa

Mutation ability: plant growth promotion

Ability Description: Increases plant growth rate by approximately 20% to 40%, alleviates pests and diseases, and improves germination rate.

Limitations: Almost ineffective against mature trees, cannot create plants, and cannot control vine attacks.

Sing Sing folded the paper and put it in his suit's inner pocket.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't disappointed. I thought I could bring back an eight-person team in one go, but now I've cut off five of them.

The capitalists' misdeeds will ultimately have to be paid for by them, with their KPIs being reduced!

However, Sing Sing didn't show it on his face at all.

He threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped on it.

"Forced relationships are never sweet. We don't engage in human trafficking, nor do we use moral blackmail. Anyone willing to come back with me is welcome."

"But I still need to go to Los Angeles to find Longneck and Geggebu, and hopefully Storm too. They'll have to stay with you for a few more days. As for those who want to leave, I'll have Deadpool take them away, how about that?"

Professor X hesitated for a moment, glancing at Deadpool was fighting with Beast for skewers. "It's not that I don't trust you, it's just... that guy's got something wrong with him..."