This Job Has a Certain Degree of Danger

Lin City, Gubei New Garden, Unit 7, 6th Floor.

Warehouse manager with an annual salary of ten million?

Fu Qian stared at the letter on the table, his expression unreadable.

[Seeking Warehouse Manager, responsible for daily management duties]

[If Mr. Fu is interested in accepting this position, please sign and wear the work ID, and you can start working without leaving home]

[Note: This job carries a certain degree of risk]

After reading the contents of the letter, Fu Qian picked up the envelope and shook it. As expected, a black work ID fell out.

Huh?

Ten million a year, and I can do it from home?

What kind of divine warehouse is this?

Receiving this first thing in the morning made him acutely aware of the fierce competition for survival.

Then again, if it's real, it wouldn't be bad.

A warehouse manager shouldn't be too busy.

Good pay, little work, and close to home – it's the ideal of ideals.

Money isn't easy to come by these days, and with his poor financial situation, he was on the verge of eating dirt.

However, Fu Qian had always been good at finding the silver lining.

With nothing else to do, he picked up a pen and signed the work ID, then solemnly hung it around his neck.

The light dimmed instantly.

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

A vast space, dim lighting, not a single window in sight, making it impossible to tell if it was day or night.

Rows of tall shelves reaching the ceiling stretched neatly into the distance.

On the shelves, at equal intervals, were silver-white boxes of various sizes.

This... is actual remote work?

Is the work ID some kind of special device?

Fu Qian felt his imagination being challenged as he tried to comprehend what was happening before him.

[Identity Verification Successful]

[Name: Fu Qian]

[Age: 20]

[Today's Work Begins]

[Job Responsibilities: Daily management and maintenance of the warehouse, ensuring goods are properly contained]

[Note: Due to the special nature of the stored items, if you encounter any hallucinations during work, including but not limited to tentacles, eyeballs, patterns, tombstones, etc., it is considered a normal leak. Do not panic. Follow the prompts to re-contain the goods]

Emotionless voices sounded in his ears.

Tentacles, eyeballs... this art style is a bit off.

Fu Qian looked at the boxes on the shelves.

What exactly is inside these things?

And regardless, they seem to be packed quite securely. How could they leak?

[Warning! Leakage Incident]

Perhaps it was in response to his question.

The next moment, the space not far away distorted, and a giant blood-red eyeball slowly emerged.

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

[Today's Work Content Updated: Enter containment scene 3-2048, complete re-containment]

A series of small characters popped up consecutively in the upper left corner of his vision.

It leaked already?

Before Fu Qian could even express his surprise, the blood-red eyeball slowly turned, fixing its gaze squarely on him.

Almost instantly, Fu Qian felt a massive blow to his brain, his consciousness rapidly being pulled away.

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

[Containment Condition: Survive for one hour]

[Each entry into a containment scene consumes one Sanity Value. Current Sanity Value: 20]

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

I knew ten million wasn't that easy to get!

Sanity Value dropping to zero means permanent loss of reason. Does that mean if I fail 20 times, I just become an idiot?

The occupational injury is a bit severe.

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

[For a long time, you have been tormented by increasingly severe pain. Just as you made up your mind to travel to a foreign land to seek a cure, you found yourself trapped in an even more terrifying predicament.]

[Identity: Patient]

[Skills: None]

[Weapon: None]

"You're awake?"

As control over his body returned, someone beside him spoke.

Fu Qian tried to turn his head and found himself lying in bed.

Beside the bed was a gaunt old man, hunched over, with a strange lecherous aura to his expression.

"Don't worry, your illness will be cured soon... After all, our medical skills here are unique, hehehehe..."

If you skipped that last string of laughter, you'd be more convincing.

Fu Qian narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

Besides, I'm the one who's sick? I'm perfectly fine—ouch, ouch, ouch!

The moment the thought arose, an indescribable pain swept over him, almost shattering his mind.

Was this the pain mentioned earlier?

If the way to complete the mission was to endure this pain for an hour, it would be too inhumane.

Forcing himself not to curl into a ball, Fu Qian followed the direction of the old man's finger and saw a long IV tube.

The IV tube was hanging down from a rack beside him, the needle inserted into the back of his hand.

He's actually treating me?

But isn't your equipment a bit crude? The outside of the IV bottle is yellowish, looking suspiciously like human oil, and the color inside is also a bit too red.

"Then... let's begin."

Without waiting for him to say anything else, the old man directly opened the switch on the IV tube.

His vision instantly went black.

[Containment Failed, Survival Time: 1 minute]

[Evaluation: Useless person. Your performance fully embodies the saying "Hesitation leads to defeat."]

[Reward: None]

I died just like that? No wonder they call it "hanging water."

Returning to the warehouse, Fu Qian was in a slightly unpleasant mood.

This evaluation felt a bit insulting.

At this moment, in front of him, a hazy mist formed an eyeball-shaped pattern. He reached out and touched it.

[Consume 1 Sanity Value to attempt containment again? Current Sanity Value: 19]

So I only have 19 chances left?

[Yes]

[Sanity Value -1, entering containment scene]

[Current Identity: Patient]

[Skills: None]

[Weapon: None]

"You're awake?"

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

Yeah, I'm awake.

Amidst the excruciating pain, Fu Qian leaped up from the bed and yanked at the IV tube with a swish.

Snap!

He only managed to lift himself halfway.

A non-human level of immense force struck him. Fu Qian, like a noodle, was slammed back onto the bed from mid-air.

He lay there, gasping for breath, feeling as if his spine had shattered into pieces.

"Lie down obediently..."

The old man's voice was completely flat, and Fu Qian's vision went black again.

[Containment Failed. Survival Time: 1 minute 30 seconds]

[Evaluation: Useless person. As everyone knows, hesitation leads to defeat, decisiveness leads to giving it all away.]

[Reward: None]

As expected, the old man is still strong despite his age. Even though his back is hunched, he still has so much strength.

Back in the warehouse once more, Fu Qian couldn't help but offer his admiration for a moment.

[Sanity Value -1. Entering Containment Scene]

"Actually, I feel much better."

Entering for the third time, Fu Qian deeply realized he couldn't win by force and decided to try the "reasonableness" approach.

"Oh?"

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

"Your body... doesn't hurt anymore?"

"It... doesn't... hurt... anymore!"

As he forced himself to say this, Fu Qian felt his corneas spasming.

Heh!

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

"Your expression has already betrayed you...

"Young people shouldn't be afraid to seek medical treatment for their illnesses."

As the hand holding the switch moved, Fu Qian's vision went black again.

[Containment Failed]