Chapter 329 Resurrection of the Dead
A chip representing the vital signs of a "miner" sent a death signal, which indicated that a new "corpse" appeared within the company.
The internal personnel who were dozing off next to the inspection machine immediately regained their energy and excitedly checked the miner's various information.
This is a good thing that can increase his performance. Every corpse sent to the "re-employment center after death" can increase his salary this month, no wonder he works so hard.
"Look... Hey, I've already reached the U9 level. If I work harder, I might be able to become a contract employee. It's a pity that I died so early, and I still have less overtime..."
The employee shook his head, just about to register the death record and add a new labor force to the "re-employment center after death", but saw that the chip that should have been "dead" suddenly showed a signal of activity.
The employee was stunned for a moment, and immediately rubbed his eyes, thinking that he had misread it.
And the fact is indeed the case. When he looked at the detection instrument again, the string of "false positive" activity signals disappeared without a trace, and everything just seemed to be an illusion.
"...It seems that I have worked a lot of overtime recently, and I have hallucinations," the employee laughed at himself, and continued to register the death record.
It wasn't until all the information was sent back to the "Re-Employment Center after Death" that the employee lay back on the chair and fell asleep after a while.
During this period of time, he did work overtime every day until late at night, and the company would not pay him overtime pay because he owed it to the company.
But he also feels at ease about this, because before working overtime, he "loaned" a seven-day holiday from the company. In order to make up for the debt owed during this period, he now needs to work overtime for the company for another 49 days on the original basis. sky.
Although the number is huge, he thinks it is much better than those low-class laborers. At least now he can still take a nap here, but those laborers can only work non-stop, even after death.
After the "death record" was sent back to the "Reemployment Center after Death", the staff there also began to check the record.
In a huge pothole, a certain "dead foreman" who was directing a pile of corpses received this string of messages, and then said cursingly:
"Why did it take so long to die? The labor force is almost running out! When it affects the company's interests, it will be deducted from us. Why are those low-level people always so lazy? Can you learn from us and work more overtime? ?”
Another "dead foreman" who had worked for a little longer advised him to calm down and do the job at hand first:
"Okay, even if the labor force is not enough, you still have to work? The manager is unwilling to spend money on buying machines, fearing that the company's books will not look good, which will affect his reputation at the headquarters. At least we didn't let us do it in person, but use dead people as labor force , not too bad."
"...Forget it, this time I'm just indignant that those low-level people don't work hard, but instead let us be punished. They are so lazy."
After venting, the "Dead Foreman" looked at the huge bottomless pothole, and there were more potholes similar to it around it.
"Speaking of which, you've been working here longer than me, right? Do you know what these big holes are for?"
When the former employee heard this, he quickly put on the appearance of someone who had experienced it, as if he had been waiting for this question for a long time.
"Don't spread it casually, this is also what the previous employee told me, it is a secret passed down from generation to generation by us 'dead foreman'..."
"Quickly stop being tricky, just say it."
The old employee smiled mysteriously, but told him not to worry, but to start with the name of the company.
"Do you know why our superiors gave the company such a name? 'Servant', this doesn't sound like the name that a big business like the company should have."
"It is said that a long time ago, our company was just a small company in this galaxy. Although it was also named 'Huanyu', it was just an insignificant member of hundreds of interstellar civilizations. It even opened a branch. I have to beg others with a shy face, I have to say a lot of good things, and I have to send a lot of gifts before I can barely open it."
"But one day, a terrifying alien civilization came here, and the entire galaxy was no match for them, and our company was the first to surrender..."
When he heard this, the slightly younger "Dead Foreman" understood, and blurted out: "Isn't this speculation..."
Seeing that the elder "dead foreman" immediately had a serious expression, and he also understood something, directly covered his mouth, then gave himself a slap in the face, and confessed with shame on his face: "I voluntarily worked overtime for the company. Years later, I reflected on my disrespectful words this time, I was born as a member of the company, and died as the company's corpse..."
The expression of the older "dead foreman" softened a little, and he warned after he finished "confessing": "How old are you and don't pay attention to these things, don't splash blood on me."
Seeing the young "Dead Foreman" nodding obediently, he continued the story just now:
"All in all, that civilization wiped out all the rebels, and even the Lost Empire was defeated by them. Only the people in our company who know the current affairs are heroes, escaped because of their sincerity, and successfully became the last one in this galaxy. survivors."
"Our company swears allegiance to this civilization, serves them voluntarily, and will do its best to meet all their needs. These potholes are the tasks that civilization entrusted to our company."
"So what's in these potholes is..." At this moment, the curiosity of the young "Dead Foreman" has been stretched to the limit.
The older "Dead Foreman" also smiled slightly, and said very simply: "I don't know either."
"you…"
"How could we, the miscellaneous staff, know about this kind of confidential matter? I only have some rumored news here, so let's just listen to it as a story."
As he spoke, the elderly foreman approached the other party and whispered in his ear: "It is said that under these holes are the eggs of a giant beast! Our job is actually to feed it!"
This incredible answer made the young foreman stare wide-eyed, looking at his colleagues in disbelief.
The old foreman also shrugged: "It's unbelievable, right? Because I don't believe it. The ground we are stepping on is actually the shell of a giant beast. Thinking about it, it's impossible?"
After finishing speaking, he patted the young foreman on the shoulder, and said with emotion: "So don't think about these things, hurry up and work, those dead people don't have much work efficiency if they don't smoke a few times."
The young foreman just recovered from his trance, and followed him away.
It's just that at this time, he turned his head every step, and looked at the pothole with fear in his eyes, because he always felt that what the other party said was not some guesswork.
…
And after they left the pothole area, a "corpse" who was carrying a bag of organic materials suddenly stopped what he was doing, and when he looked up, his face was that of Li Wenyuan's "advanced fleet" who had died suddenly before. "That miner nearby!
He just listened in on the entire conversation between the two dead foremen. Perhaps these people would never have thought that there were "living people" among the corpses.
There was a flash of data stream in his eyes, and then he re-established contact with his "companions".
【Hello, our prosthetic compatriots, I'm glad you're safe and sound. Is there a problem? 】
"I got some news here. I don't know if it's true or not, but I think it's enough for reference."
As he spoke, the story told by the old "Dead Foreman" just now spread out while the signal flickered.
And the other party also sent a reply after a while:
【It doesn’t matter, whether it’s true or not, it’s information, and information can always bring news】
【Your task is completed, so do you want to come back? We will send a boat to pick you up. Don't worry, no one will condemn you, you are not a deserter on the battlefield, but a hero who returned from infiltration]
These words made the revived "miner" silent for a while, and then he made up his mind and said:
“…Let me just keep going, this is my first attempt at resistance, and I want to…be better.”
Laughter seemed to come from the opposite side of the connection, but it was not ridicule, but happy laughter.
【You are great, our prosthetic compatriots, it seems that you have successfully understood our path, this is something worth celebrating】
【Then let it go, don’t be afraid, don’t worry, because we are with you all the time】
【This is us, everyone is a great fighter】
"..." After cutting off the communication, the miner was still in a daze, as if all this was a dream.
Since "Back to Life", he has been a member of a group called "Assimilation Fighters".
He was panicked at first, but under the education of these gentle prosthetics, he finally became a powerful prosthetic warrior.
This time, he volunteered to participate in the "infiltration" operation. Before that, he never realized that what he encountered was "injustice". After that, he hoped that this galaxy would no longer be like this.
The dream is small, but after gaining strength, he also wants to try to realize it. He was not great before, but under the influence of a group of like-minded "companions", he felt that he should do something.
So his gaze became firm again, and his figure gradually disappeared into the pothole.
And Li Wenyuan also received a report from the "Assimilation Fighter" not long after.
He sent the "Assimilation Fighter" to the galaxy two million light-years away from here to carry out exploration operations there instead of him.
And his own work focuses on exploring the construction site of the "Pillar of Creation" and collecting materials for the construction of a large-scale "curtain" project.
The news brought by the "Assimilation Fighter" surprised him a bit. Originally, he thought that this trip would only contain information about human relics, but he did not expect to find unexpected clues.
"Has there ever been an extremely terrifying civilization that came there? But it doesn't seem to refer to human beings, could it be 'recorders'?"
He was thinking about the possibility of this matter, but at this moment, Queen "Pressolin" seemed to feel something, and wandered in her "Hatchery" galaxy with some unease.
Because she seemed to feel the aura of the chaser that was only passed on in their memory.
(end of this chapter)