This Job Is Somewhat Dangerous

Lin City, Gu Bei New Garden, Building 7, sixth floor.

A warehouse manager earning ten million a year?

Fu Qian stared expressionlessly at the letter on the table.

[Hiring a warehouse manager to handle daily management]

[Mr. Fu, if you are interested in accepting this position, simply sign and wear the work badge, and you can start working without leaving home]

[Note: This job is somewhat dangerous]

After reading the letter, Fu Qian picked up the envelope and gave it a shake. Sure enough, a black work badge fell out.

Hm?

Ten million a year, and he could work from home?

What kind of divine warehouse was this?

Getting this first thing in the morning made the cutthroat competition for survival feel all the more intense.

That said, if it was real, it sounded pretty good.

A warehouse manager shouldn't have too much to do.

Good pay, little work, close to home—it was the ideal of ideals.

Money was hard to come by these days, and with his finances in poor shape, he was on the verge of having to eat dirt.

Still, Fu Qian had always been good at making the best of a bad situation.

He figured he had nothing better to do. The next moment, he had actually picked up a pen and signed his name on the work badge, then hung it around his neck with great solemnity.

The light dimmed.

When his vision returned, the computer desk in front of him was gone. Fu Qian found himself standing in a place that looked like a storeroom.

The enormous space was dimly lit, and there wasn't a window in sight, making it impossible to tell whether it was day or night.

Rows of towering shelves reached all the way to the ceiling, stretching neatly into the distance.

Silver-white boxes of various sizes sat at even intervals on the shelves.

This... was this really an online job?

Was the work badge some kind of special device?

Fu Qian felt as if his imagination had taken a hit as he tried to make sense of what was happening before him.

[Identity verification successful]

[Name: Fu Qian]

[Age: 20]

[Work begins today]

[Job duties: Daily warehouse management and maintenance; ensure that all goods are properly contained]

[Note: Due to the special nature of the stored items, if you see any hallucinations while working, including but not limited to tentacles, eyeballs, patterns, and stone tablets, this is considered a routine breach. Please do not panic. Follow the instructions to contain the goods again.]

A series of emotionless voices rang in his ears.

Tentacles, eyeballs... This didn't seem like the right sort of job.

Fu Qian looked at the boxes on the shelves.

What exactly was inside them?

And no matter how you looked at it, the packaging seemed pretty secure. How could anything leak out?

[Warning! Containment breach]

Perhaps it had heard his question.

The space not far away rippled, and a gigantic blood-red eyeball slowly appeared.

[Item number: 3-2048; Name: Blood Haze]

[Today's work assignment has been updated: Enter the 3-2048 Containment Scene and complete recontainment]

A string of small text appeared in the upper-left corner of his vision.

So this was a breach?

Before Fu Qian could even voice his thoughts, the blood-red eyeball slowly turned and fixed its gaze on him.

Almost instantly, Fu Qian felt his brain take a tremendous blow, and his consciousness was rapidly pulled away.

[Entering the 3-2048 Containment Scene: Full Moon Garden]

[Condition for successful containment: Survive for one hour]

[Entering a Containment Scene costs one Sanity Value. Current Sanity Value: 20]

[If your Sanity Value reaches zero, you will permanently lose your sanity]

I knew it! There was no way a job paying ten million would be that easy!

If reaching zero Sanity Value meant permanently losing his mind, did that mean he'd turn into a complete idiot if he failed twenty times?

The work injury risk was a bit severe.

[...1%...5%...50%...98%...100%...Full Moon Garden loaded]

[For a long time, you have been tormented by increasingly severe pain. Just as you resolve to travel far from home in search of a cure, you discover that you have fallen into an even more terrible predicament.]

[Identity: Patient]

[Skills: None]

[Weapons: None]

"You're awake?"

As he regained control of his body, someone spoke beside him.

Fu Qian tried turning his head and realized he was lying in bed.

Beside the bed was an emaciated old man, hunched over, with an inexplicably lecherous look on his face.

"Don't worry. You'll be cured soon... After all, the medical arts here are one of a kind. Heh heh heh..."

If you left out that string of laughter at the end, you'd sound more trustworthy.

Fu Qian narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

Besides, you're the one who's sick. I'm perfectly healthy and full of energy—ow, ow, ow!

The moment the thought crossed his mind, indescribable pain swept over him, nearly shattering his sanity.

Was this the pain mentioned earlier?

If completing the task meant enduring pain like this for an hour, that was downright inhumane.

Doing his best not to curl up into a ball, Fu Qian followed the old man's gesture and spotted a long IV tube.

The tube ran down from a stand beside him, with the needle stuck in the back of his hand.

So they really were treating him?

But wasn't the equipment a little too crude? The fluid in the bottle was yellowish and looked a lot like human grease, while the liquid inside was a suspiciously bright red.

"Now then... let's begin."

Before he could say anything else, the old man opened the IV line.

His vision went black in an instant.

[Containment failed. Survival time: 1 minute]

[Evaluation: Useless. Your performance perfectly demonstrates that hesitation leads to defeat]

[Reward: None]

So that was it? No wonder they called it getting "hung up" on a drip.

Back in the warehouse, Fu Qian was in a somewhat foul mood.

That evaluation was a little insulting.

At that moment, a hazy wisp of vapor formed an eyeball-shaped image in front of him. He tried reaching out to touch it.

[Spend one Sanity Value to attempt containment again? Current Sanity Value: 19]

So he only had nineteen tries left?

[Yes]

[Sanity Value -1. Entering Containment Scene]

[Current identity: Patient]

[Skills: None]

[Weapons: None]

"You're awake?"

The old man's kind voice rang out again, sounding to Fu Qian like a call from heaven.

Yeah, I'm awake.

Amid the excruciating pain, Fu Qian sprang straight out of bed and yanked at the IV tube.

Smack!

He barely made it halfway through his leap.

An inhuman force struck him, and his whole body was slammed back onto the bed like a noodle.

He lay there, gasping twice, and felt as though his spine had shattered into pieces.

"Lie still..."

The old man's voice remained emotionless. Fu Qian's vision went black again.

[Containment failed. Survival time: 1 minute 30 seconds]

[Evaluation: Useless. Everyone knows hesitation leads to defeat, while decisiveness means getting yourself killed for nothing.]

[Reward: None]

The old man was certainly hale and hearty. His back was so stooped he could barely stand straight, yet he was unbelievably strong.

Back in the warehouse again, Fu Qian couldn't help but admire him.

[Sanity Value -1. Entering Containment Scene]

"Actually, I'm feeling much better."

On his third attempt, Fu Qian fully understood that he couldn't win by force, so he decided to try reasoning with the old man.

"Oh?"

The old man stopped what he was doing and examined him closely.

"Does it... not hurt anymore?"

"No... it... doesn't!"

As he forced those words out, Fu Qian felt his corneas twitching.

Heh!

Half a minute later, the old man shook his head.

"Your expression has already given you away...

"Young man, don't avoid seeing a doctor."

His hand moved on the switch, and Fu Qian's vision went black again.

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[Containment failed]