Shit Is Hard to Eat

"Pfft~" Sun Jack, who was drinking water, almost choked to death. His face flushed red as he pounded his chest with his hands. He looked at the desk again, almost thinking he had misheard.

However, the girl AA wasn't angry at all. Instead, she straightened her chest confidently, as if removing her uterus was something to be proud of.

"I... holy shit..." Sun Jack's pupils trembled, completely stunned and dumbfounded by the scene before him.

Meanwhile, the conversation continued in the distance, "Very good, next question. You also know that our company's working hours are very short, only 8 hours, which is half of the regular working hours.

"So, are you willing to be in a state of level 6 neural excitement at all times during work?"

Hearing this, AA hesitated, "You mean, you want me to take drugs?"

"What drugs! It's not something that will get you addicted, it's called a Work Supplement!" The woman HR slammed the table, instantly scaring AA into silence. "If you don't do it, there are plenty of others who will!"

"But I... I don't have money... and I'm still paying off loans... I can't afford the Work Supplement..."

The female HR casually looked at her flowing nail polish, her tone gradually softening. "Don't worry about that. To cultivate new talent, the company has prepared low-interest loans. You can pay it back once your first week's salary comes in."

Hearing this, AA tightly clutched the hem of her clothes, her expression full of struggle.

She was hesitating, but Sun Jack had already stood up. Such a harsh requirement, was she kidding a fool?

Just as Sun Jack was about to find an excuse to leave, a black man next to him suddenly stood up.

He said excitedly, "I'm willing! Not only do I accept the Work Supplement, but my Pineal Gland and Hypothalamus have already undergone level 2 modifications. I don't need to sleep now. As long as you give me this job, I'm willing to work overtime for five hours for free!"

Hearing this, Sun Jack's pupils trembled as he cautiously moved towards the door. This place was too terrifying, he wanted to go home.

"And you? Compared to these two, how much are you willing to contribute to the company?" The woman in high heels finally cast her gaze towards the last interviewee, Sun Jack.

Sun Jack stopped and turned around, smiling at her. He nodded at the other two, then heavily slammed the paper cup in his hand onto the floor. Angrily, he pointed at the HR with his hand. "Contribute my ass!"

"Fuck me, what's with cutting off your uterus? What's with borrowing money to take drugs to work? What kind of Hell Capitalist are you? Even Satan would have to get a tattoo of you! And he'd only dare to get the one with closed eyes, he'd be afraid the open-eyed one would be too much to handle! Do you people even run a company like this?!"

"Heh heh, sir, Metropolis is Freedom City. Our company offers conditions, and you have the freedom to accept or reject them. If you find it harsh, you have the freedom not to accept it. It's very fair." The female HR stood up, arrogantly sizing up Sun Jack's attire.

"This is freedom? Fuck you!! I think your neck is itchy, you want to be hung from a Streetlight!!"

Seeing that they were arguing, the other two quickly moved away from Sun Jack, lest they be implicated and fail the interview.

Hearing Sun Jack still saying these things, the other party no longer wanted to waste more words. They coldly waved their hand, "Security Guard."

With a rumbling sound, a Security Guard wearing a bulging suit pushed the door open and walked in.

"Your interview has failed, please leave our company." The 2.5-meter-tall Security Guard looked down at Sun Jack like a Human Tank, speaking politely.

Even without X-ray Vision, Sun Jack could sense the various Combat Prosthetics armed to the teeth beneath the Security Guard's uniform.

Sun Jack even laughed. He pointed at the scene before him, then at the woman in front of him. "Heh, Security Guard? This is what you call a Security Guard? Hehehe, I'm impressed, I'm thoroughly impressed."

The indignant Sun Jack's first action after leaving the company was to use the system to search the Labor Bureau, preparing to file a fierce report. However, a big, fat 404 error slammed right into his face.

"Why?" The incomprehensible Sun Jack had barely spoken when his nervous system automatically retrieved the answer for him.

The reason was that Metropolis was a Freedom City, and every company, every individual, had the right to maximum freedom.

Departments like the Labor Bureau hindered the free development of companies, so such departments that maliciously interfered with market freedom should not exist.

"Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck!!! Is there not a single normal person in this goddamn place?" Sun Jack was going insane.

Taipai walked up to Sun Jack. "What happened? You came out. Did you think the salary was too high, so you fired him?"

Sun Jack couldn't be bothered to respond. He turned to look at the somewhat shabby company entrance. "Damn it! I don't believe this. Taipai, help me find the next one!! With over 30 million people, I refuse to believe they're all like this!"

There weren't many jobs that met Sun Jack's criteria. After much deliberation, by the time he found another one, it was already getting dark.

This time, Sun Jack was the first. The HR employee, with a cold expression, sized up Sun Jack and icily threw out another question. "Are you willing to have your uterus removed for this company?"

"Remove my dick! Are your dog eyes blind? I'm a fucking man!!" Sun Jack threw the paper cup in his hand and stood up indignantly.

"Ah, my apologies. The recent trend of gender fluidity has caused me to misjudge. N0vm, then let me rephrase. Sir, are you willing to have your dick removed for this company?"

"Bang!" Sun Jack landed a straight iron fist on the other person's face.

Two hours later, Sun Jack, with a bruised face, dejectedly walked towards his apartment step by step in the pouring rain.

His eyes were vacant, his expression numb. Everything he had experienced today had shaken Sun Jack's worldview to its core, even more so than yesterday.

Why were the 9-to-5 office workers more bizarre than a desperado like Song 6?

He couldn't understand, he truly couldn't understand. Was this world still his world? How could it have become like this?

With a "bang," the sound of fireworks exploding nearby made Sun Jack turn his head. He realized he had unknowingly arrived at the 69 Club that Song 6 had taken him to before.

Just then, the club door opened, and Sun Jack saw AA, whom he had interviewed with earlier, walking out from inside, looking lost and dejected.

As she stepped into the rain, she could no longer suppress the grievance in her heart. Covering her face, she burst into tears.

Sun Jack couldn't even sort out his own problems, let alone have the energy to care about others. He continued walking towards his apartment.

But as he listened to the increasingly heartbroken sobs behind him, Sun Jack sighed deeply, turned around, and came to AA, who was squatting on the ground. "What's wrong? Are you okay? Cheer up."

AA choked back a sob and looked up, trembling as she pointed a finger towards the 69 Club behind her. "They... they said I don't have a uterus and don't meet the requirements to be a sex worker! And I haven't found a job... Woo woo woo woo..."