Sign This, and Leave the Rescue to Me

Overwhelmed with gratitude at this act of kindness, Mondo was moved to tears.

He took several large gulps of the cheap instant coffee, scalding it so much that he stuck out his tongue.

During his days on the run, he didn't dare drink a drop of clean tap water, let alone have a cup of hot tea.

The rain outside the hotel window intensified, and the incandescent light inside flickered twice, making the atmosphere even more somber.

"Drink slowly, don't choke. I can't stand seeing my brothers suffer."

Sing Sing pulled up a chair and sat down, staring intently at him:

"Tell me quickly, what exactly happened? Colossus such a big guy, covered in metal, what kind of deadly crisis could he have encountered in Seattle?"

Mondo put down the paper cup, his hands nervously twisting together.

"It's the Core Zone, the underground facilities of that old cannery..."

Mondo recounted the deadly crisis his Mutants team was currently facing, his voice filled with fear.

"Mondo and his friends are sticking together in Seattle, avoiding trouble with everyone."

"But recently, the boss of the Core Zone kidnapped many of us... and he also kidnapped a girl who is very important to Colossus!"

Silver Fox leaned against the wall and scoffed, "What kind of girl is worth sending your entire squad to their deaths?"

"She's Colossus's sister, Magik."

"Colossus told us that Magik's mutant abilities are very special, connecting him to an unknown alternate dimension."

"If she isn't rescued in time, the dark power within her could go berserk and even bring demons from hell into the real world!"

"This will cause a devastating disaster; the entire Seattle! And even several surrounding states will be completely razed to the ground!"

A devastating disaster?

Hell Demon?

How come all the Mutants in United States seem to have nuclear weapons built into them?

They threaten to raze several states at the drop of a hat; no wonder these foreigners live in constant fear.

"So you bunch of hot-blooded youths formed a group to raid hell dungeons?" Sing Sing asked.

Mondo nodded. "Colossus and Mondo organized a rescue. However, the security in the Core Zone was too strong, and Mondo's team suffered heavy casualties during the rescue."

Thinking of his team, Mondo choked up. "Rick, who could breathe fire, had his neck broken; Mira, who could create ice shields, was captured and used as a test subject... Only Mondo and Colossus escaped..."

"What about Colossus? He's a tough guy, he wouldn't just abandon you and run away, would he?"

"Of course not!" Mondo retorted excitedly. "He risked his life to cover Mondo's retreat. Colossus later said he was going to find allies, that the enemy's strength was far beyond their expectations, and that Mondo should also find allies."

Mondo composed himself. "This afternoon, Colossus called me. He said he'd be bringing his allies back to the safe house today, and everyone would meet there later."

Sing Sing's eyes lit up. "Oh? This big guy really brought reinforcements? Who is it?"

He didn't specify who the ally was, but he specifically instructed me on another matter.

Mondo looked up, staring intently at Sing Sing, and then told him about Mondo man named Stephen Chow, describing his appearance and instructing Mondo to begin searching for Stephen.

Sing Sing adjusted the collar of his trench coat, striking a cool pose:

"So, you spotted me the moment you stepped out? It must be because my outstanding aura shone like a guiding light in the night?"

"Uh..." Mondo scratched his head, "Mainly because Colossus said that guy spouts a lot of weird nonsense that I can't understand, and he's extremely greedy for money."

Silver Fox couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Sing Sing coughed awkwardly twice, trying to change the subject.

Why aren't you wearing clothes?

"You just mentioned that the boss of the Core Zone not only captured Colossus's sister, but also the other Mutants in your team?"

"Yes." Mondo nodded vigorously. "They've locked all their captured companions underground."

Sing Sing quickly pulled out his Mini Dimensional Box, and after a few rustling sounds, he pulled out a stack of papers from his pocket.

Labor Security Contract Letter of Intent

He handed the letter of intent to Mondo, his expression turning serious.

"Little Chubby, listen up."

"Since you're Lao Tie's brother, then you're my brother, Stephen Zhou's brother. Our organization has absolutely zero tolerance for this kind of capitalist evil—illegal detention and malicious exploitation of the residual value of labor!"

Mondo stared blankly at the document in his hand; the Chinese characters on it made him dizzy.

"Mr. Zhou, what is this?"

Sing Sing took the "Labor Security Contract Letter of Intent" and began to explain the China Social Security System to Mondo.

"This is a ticket to a new world. Read this first clause carefully! Once you sign, you will be legally guaranteed basic social security and a legitimate labor relationship. No discrimination will be tolerated; you will be able to live with dignity."

"But Mutants face discrimination everywhere..."

"Let's not even talk about the dregs of capitalism!"

Sing Sing waved his hand, interrupting him.

"Look at this sixth benefit clause. Let me translate it for you: it's called 'all-inclusive meals and accommodation with air conditioning!' 24-hour hot water, private bathroom, three meals a day in the cafeteria (two meat dishes and one vegetable dish), plus extra meals and free drinks on holidays!"

Mondo stared at the black cube, shocked by the "all-inclusive" terms and conditions described inside, including meals, accommodation, and air conditioning.

"And then there's this most crucial benefit."

Sing Sing pointed to the bold text on the document. "As long as you join the company, Five Insurances and One Housing Fund are standard! If you're doing disaster relief or special projects like you, you'll get Six Insurances and Two Housing Funds, or even seven social insurances and three housing funds!"

"Seven... seven insurances?"

"Yes! The government pays for medical expenses, and we receive a pension upon retirement. We receive supplies during holidays! We get paid annual leave at the end of the year, and there are year-end bonuses for meeting performance targets!"

Zhou spoke loudly, not only to the Little Chubby but also to Silver Fox next to him.

He spoke with great enthusiasm, painting a beautiful picture:

"Look at Lao Mo, that Toad. He used to catch rats in the sewers. Now he's running projects in China, and the locals call him Golden Toad!"

Mondo's hands trembled violently.

In this land, Mutants are even driven away if they sleep under a bridge.

This man actually claimed to have a place that provides food, lodging, and even retirement benefits?

Mondo raised his head, his eyes filled with awe.

He began to inquire whether the text on it was a sacred covenant.

"Mr. Zhou, does this contract require the price of my soul? Does signing my name mean my soul will belong to this god named 'China'?"

"Your sacred covenant is a damn thing!"

"This is an employment contract! It's protected by Labor Law! It's based on the principle of 'more work, more pay, no work, no pay.' What do we need our souls for? To make soup?"

Silver Fox stood to the side, his eyes filled with absurdity and disbelief.

When some organizations brainwash people, they at least use various high-tech instruments and mind control methods.

This guy is something else, all he does is talk and spout a few unheard-of welfare benefits.

"Hey, are you really going to sign this ridiculous thing?"

Silver Fox finally couldn't help but speak, trying to bring Mondo back to his senses.

"You haven't even figured out the enemy's strength in the Core Zone, and this man has already sold you out with two pieces of trash. Signing anything carelessly will plunge you into an even worse hell than you are now."

"Completely wrong!"

Sing Sing shoved a black pen into Mondo's hand, blocking Silver Fox's view.

"Little Chubby, once you sign your name, you'll become a formal, soon-to-be employee of our 749 Bureau!"

"Those bastards who dared to mess with the families of our prospective employees, I'll scatter their ashes tonight!"

Feeling the sense of security emanating from Sing Sing, Mondo up with tears.

So many years...

No one has ever been willing to stand up for marginalized people like them!

Not to mention giving them a promise of a decent life in the sunlight!

Mondo suddenly stood up:

"Mr. Zhou, this is a huge matter, I... I can't make that decision! I'll take you to see my mentor!"

Little Chubby