Mindset

"What am I supposed to do?"

This was something the employees of Purple Dreamland Company often struggled with.

They did not know what they were doing.

They knew even less about what they had already done.

They could not even figure out their own position.

They did not know whether they were black sheep.

Or merely loafers muddling through life.

All they knew was that they had indeed successfully joined this well-paid major company backed by powerful figures.

After that, there had simply been rather a lot of major changes at work lately.

They often did not even know what they were doing.

Sometimes, the things they did were downright inexplicable.

This made them feel that their superior was very likely a traitor.

For example, the employees responsible for reviewing new hires' information would feel extremely frustrated when they saw applicants whose files were filled with vile deeds and terrible conduct—obviously new employees at a glance.

They could not understand it.

Why would their superior allow such morally corrupt scoundrels to join the great Purple Dreamland Company?

What use was there in recruiting people with no positive qualities whatsoever, only negative ones?

Even a recycling center.

Would still search for scrap with actual value to recycle!

These were toxic scraps that came with their own radiation. Why collect them?

They had no idea.

At certain times, Purple Dreamland Company really was a recycling center.

And not just any recycling center, but a super recycling center that accepted every piece of trash, no matter how useless or how harmful to the group...

The point was that even if you were complete garbage, they would still find a way to squeeze some practical value out of you and make you understand that you were not utterly worthless.

Take those traitors with impressive