"What was your purpose in coming here?"
Song Zaiyi's question suddenly rang out, interrupting the heated discussion. Everyone froze, momentarily confused as to why their city lord had asked that.
"You, answer." City Lord Song pointed at the man who had objected to the talk of sacrifice and smiled. "Tell the truth."
The man hesitated, but in the end answered honestly. "At first, I wanted to live a better life. After all, the rumors said this place could give us better bodies, better prospects, and a broader world."
"Mm." Song Zaiyi nodded. "Then do you think this place has lived up to your expectations?"
"For now, it's pretty good." The man immediately smiled. "For starters, it really did give us healthy and powerful bodies. That alone makes coming here worthwhile."
Those words made everyone in the Conference Room nod instinctively.
Most of them had been wage slaves struggling in society. Nowadays, the rat race had intensified, opportunities for advancement had shrunk, and competition at the bottom had grown fiercer by the day. Most young people's health was already half-ruined not long after entering society.
After three years of intensive high-school exam preparation, even university's four years were no longer as relaxed as before. Accounting students had to take ACCA and CPA exams, law students had to pass the Judicial Exam, and computer science students had to study their schools' outdated courses while also keeping up with the latest programming architectures on the market until they mastered them. In First-Tier Cities, almost everyone took the graduate school entrance exam, and most even had to pursue a doctorate.
After finally enduring all that and entering a major company, they were subjected to yet more brutal competition and an overtime culture. After being ground down like that, even a young man in peak