Rewards for Not Being Human

[Survival Time: 1 Hour Achieved, Containment of Subject 3-2048 Successful]

[Evaluation: Beyond Redemption]

[In this nightmare of perils, your bloody and insane performance was a perfect match, and it also earned you the right to survive. Congratulations on obtaining the achievement - I'm Not Human Anymore (Anyway, judging by your performance, your obsession with this isn't strong).]

[Kills: Werewolf]

[Reward: Sanity Value +20; Inspiration +5; Skill: Air Bullet]

[Special Achievement Reward: Internal Organ Critical Hit]

[Playback Event Review?]

Fu Qian returned to the warehouse to a barrage of messages flashing across his screen.

What do they mean my obsession with being human isn't strong?

Fu Qian was quite indignant about the evaluation.

He looked around. The Mist Door from before was gone.

Finally done!

Fu Qian finally let out a long sigh of relief.

He had to admit, this job was a bit too thrilling.

But the rewards were decent.

His repeated attempts earlier had dropped his Sanity Value to the teens. This one jump of 20 points had finally made up for the loss.

Otherwise, with his previous usage rate, he'd probably go mad in a few days.

This evaluation was truly something else, hard to say if it was praise or criticism.

He could even play an event review?

Fu Qian chose to replay without hesitation.

Reliving the process, Fu Qian noticed more details.

When he saw himself under the moonlight, using his deformed arm to pull out organs, blood, and other miscellaneous things from the werewolf's mouth.

Fu Qian finally understood why he received the "[Beyond Redemption]" evaluation.

Of course, understanding was one thing, but agreement was another.

In fact, Fu Qian didn't think his actions were inappropriate at all.

In his opinion, facing a powerful enemy head-on, fearless and without hesitation, using every method to crush the opponent beneath him, was a kind of manly romance.

This was the beauty of bloodshed, not the same as going mad.

Furthermore, he also noticed that it was at this moment that the Old Man inside the house put away his sickle, walked out of the house, and sized him up.

He didn't seem worried about being caught in the crossfire at all. He had indeed chosen the right opponent; this Old Man was probably much stronger than the werewolf.

After watching the review, Fu Qian began to take stock of his gains.

[Air Bullet: Compresses air to form an invisible bullet. Not very powerful, but excels in stealth.]

This is good!

Fu Qian's eyes lit up. He rubbed two fingers together and tried to activate it.

An invisible bullet whistled out instantly, shooting straight towards the depths of the warehouse.

The range was decent, and activation was quite swift.

Even if the power wasn't great, its convenience was a major plus.

This one reward alone had already dispelled more than half of Fu Qian's resentment.

If he could bring this skill on his next mission, it would definitely be a powerful tool.

If I remember correctly, there was also a special reward?

Fu Qian quickly flipped to another item.

[Internal Organ Critical Hit: Find an opportunity to bypass wounds and directly damage the opponent's internal organs, dealing devastating damage.]
[A cruel finishing move, elegantly freeing your prey.]

This...

The scene of him using his mutated tentacles to pull out the werewolf's internal organs flashed through Fu Qian's mind.

No matter how he looked at it, this reward seemed related to his actions.

Is there some misunderstanding? I really don't have that much of a penchant for pulling out organs!

Ah well, having an extra skill is never a bad thing.

[Today's work is complete. Thank you for your efforts.]
[You may now leave the warehouse. See you tomorrow.]

The prompt sounded at the opportune moment.

No need to wait for clock-in, great service!

Fu Qian took off the work ID hanging around his neck.

His vision went black, and he returned to his long-missed home.

Commuting really is convenient!

He sighed, and Fu Qian remembered something.

He picked up his phone from the table to check it.

[...Your account ending in 1269 has completed a transfer of 30,000 yuan, balance 35,240...]

Finding this message, Fu Qian was still stunned for a moment.

Is it a ten million annual salary or daily pay?

Truly a company that cares about its employees!

All his fatigue instantly vanished.

Right, it seems I forgot something.

Fu Qian patted his head and quickly logged onto the forum, finding the comment about the person who slid and starved a tiger to death.

First, he gave it a like, and then quietly replied below—[Tested and effective!]

That night, Fu Qian lay in bed reflecting on his new job.

He had to admit, today's experience was beyond his wildest imagination, overturning so much of his previous common sense.

But even with many incomprehensible oddities, Fu Qian still found enjoyment in it.

Challenges, thinking, fighting—in his opinion, it was much more interesting than the 996 grind.

Fu Qian realized he was starting to accept this job psychologically.

After a night's rest, the next morning, Fu Qian had a simple breakfast and put on his work ID again.

[Identity verification successful, today's work begins]

The moment the warehouse appeared before him, Fu Qian knew something was wrong.

The warehouse was covered in patches of black patterns, with clusters of ethereal bone spurs floating in mid-air, looking eerie and menacing.

I knew it!

Fu Qian wasn't surprised at all; to him, the warehouse acting up every hour was completely normal.

No doubt, something had leaked again.

[Warning, containment breach]

[Codename: 2-133; Name: Ritual Notebook]

[Today's work content has been updated: Enter 2-133 containment scene, complete re-containment]

[You may choose the skills you wish to bring]

Finally, I'm not going in naked!

Facing the row of skill slots that appeared before him.

Fu Qian decisively brought along Air Bullet and Internal Organ Critical Hit, and selected confirm.

[Entering 2-133 containment scene: Old Town]

[Containment objective: Prevent the arrival of the Evil God's Progeny]

[Current Sanity Value 32, each entry into a containment scene consumes one Sanity Value]

Are they going to kill a god? The missions are really one more thrilling than the last!

Fu Qian's intuition told him that today's work would be quite arduous.

[...1%...5%...50%...98%...100%, Old Town loaded]

[An indescribable evil aura blankets this once-prosperous place. The righteous Night Watchers are doing their utmost to purge the pervasive corruption, but unfortunately, they do not yet know what they are about to face.]

[Skills: Air Bullet, Internal Organ Critical Hit]

[Weapon: None]

Night Watchers?

This was the first time Fu Qian had heard this unfamiliar term. Although he wasn't sure exactly what kind of group they were, since they were righteous, he felt he could make use of them.

At this moment, Fu Qian's vision slowly returned, and then he saw a pair of eyes.

These eyes were practically within arm's reach, occupying Fu Qian's entire field of vision.

The amber pupils were staring at him motionlessly.

Fu Qian tried to move, finding it difficult to breathe, as if something was choking his neck.

"Can you hear me?"

The next moment, a clear and melodious voice rang out.

Fu Qian frowned, quickly recalling the experience he had summarized before—communicate more with words, less with body language.

So, even though his throat felt like it was about to give out, he struggled to speak.

"O...kay..."

The next moment, a flash of bright blade light flickered past. Fu Qian felt a chill in his chest, sensing blood gushing out.

"I'm sorry..."

The voice sounded again, this time with a hint of sobbing.

"My sin has deepened once more..."

Amidst a long sigh, Fu Qian's vision darkened.