They Are No Longer Paper Figures

When he saw the elevator doors about to close, Ash hurried over and held them open, but the moment he stepped inside, he regretted it.

Inside the elevator was a disabled girl in a wheelchair. She had no limbs and wore a Gothic Dress, sitting in her custom-made wheelchair like a porcelain doll. Her face was expressionless as she stared straight ahead, and when Ash came in, she did not even glance at him.

Eternal Everpresent, Ash's sworn enemy at the company. She was the main person in charge of the Gospel Project Team and also the supervisor of the Media Communication Center. By rights, she should have had nothing to do with Ash, but when Ash had been seconded over to help with the Gospel Project, the Gospel Project Team just happened to run into a policy risk and died on the spot. Eternal Everpresent had also been transferred sideways to the Blood Moon Project Team, which had fewer resources. Perhaps she felt Ash had brought bad luck with him, so she hated Ash too.

Of the ten rumors about Ash circulating now, eleven had been spread by her, with the extra one used to slander Ash's nearby colleagues so she could smear Ash from the side. Of course, Ash was no pushover either. He had previously worked in operations for the Blood Moon Project Team, and with just a little maneuvering, he made Eternal Everpresent feel so stifled she could not get anything done.

"Second floor, public departments."

A soft, charming young woman walked gracefully into the elevator, so beautiful that even Ash felt stunned at first glance. However, he had already been alienated by capital into a bloodless, tearless work machine, so beautiful women did not really stir anything in him anymore. At that moment, Eternal Everpresent