Chapter 1413 - 860_2

"What you consume is the polluted mana discharged by the factory, you live in others’ Yin and Yang Artifacts, anything that can barely accommodate a bit of thought."

"Every day, you open your eyes to work and close them to return to the Yin Artifacts hosting dozens or even hundreds of people, awaiting the next temporary job."

"It’s not that you don’t want to think, but in those cramped Yin Artifacts, just storing your memories is already reaching capacity, leaving no extra computational power to run your thoughts."

Zhao Tianxing sighed: "In your work, you repeat day after day, unchanged mechanical tasks, or become filters for cultivators, enduring a flood of data with your thoughts, to sift through data for the employers."

"Outside of work, you are like being stored in a box without windows, without light, without eye remains, the sole purpose of existence being to wait for the next job."

"When you really can’t stand this life, need to stir up a yin wind and wander around the material world, or randomly count in the darkness, think chaotically, recall past memories, and generate a heap of extra data, the company calls this data junk data, they call this state of ours going astray, getting closer to mental breakdown."

"But I know, those who generate lots of junk data, who act out in a frenzy at work, who randomly delete work data... those so-called Soul Cultivators after mental breakdown, many are just driven mad."

...

The chairman of the committee, Seventh Level Xiao Yunhe quickly scanned Zhao Tianxing’s speech content, sneering inside: "Bottom-level Soul Cultivators, each is just insufficiently gifted, weak in Dao Heart, poor bastards, it’s nothing but self-inflicted, deserved to be eliminated."

Just at that moment, Xiao Yunhe’s subordinate sent a message: "Chairman, ever since this spokesperson appeared, Zhang Yu’s Soul Cultivator support rate in Old Graveyard has been rising, it’s already broken 20%."

Yet Xiao Yunhe looked at the change in data with disdain: "Relying on an underling, some rhetoric, a bit of resonance... to incite those bottom-level Soul Cultivators? What is there to these superficial support rates?"

"In the end, this world is decided by the strong."

"I want to see which of these trash dare to go against our blockade."

...

In the video, Zhao Tianxing continued reading the script.

Zhao Tianxing did not know the script involved Fu Ji and Xiang Shen, he only knew the script came from Zhang Yu.

Although during this time, Zhang Yu did ask him for some information about Soul Cultivators, yet after seeing the content of the script, it still surprised and astonished him.

He couldn’t imagine that given Zhang Yu’s current status, he could still delve so deeply into the conditions of bottom-level Soul Cultivators, and even their inner thoughts.

Zhao Tianxing continued according to the text in his mind: "All companies think that not generating extra data, not running extra computational power, only thinking about work, only remembering work, not communicating, not making noise, is the normal Soul Cultivator."

"And all abnormal Soul Cultivators are labeled with mental breakdown, either have to spend money to completely sleep, or be recycled, destroyed, or even converted into raw materials for production personnel."

"Because in the eyes of companies, we are just tools, just gears in machines."

"But we have our own thoughts, our own emotions, watching bills every day, looking at debts, how can we not be anxious? How can we not want to go crazy?"

"Every day apart from work, is tasks, time has blurred in our minds, we don’t know how long has passed, only know our lifespan is constantly decreasing, only know we are getting closer to mental breakdown, closer to the day of destruction and recycling, working every day yet seemingly just waiting to die, not knowing what we are working for."

Zhao Tianxing sighed and continued saying: "Actually we don’t want much, we just need a little more light where we are stored, a bit more clarity, a little more computational power to let us think..."

"Really just need a little... a little that can still let us feel like humans. We won’t go mad so easily, won’t have mental breakdowns so quickly."

"Companies won’t give us, because those things all represent extra costs, unnecessary expenses, a reduction in company profits."

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"Otherwise?"

The deputy chairman of the committee, Level 6 Sect Affairs Officer Xie Lanyin looked at this scene, finding it laughable.

"Soul Cultivators want to be human?"

"Zhang Yu is muddled, right? Doing this promotion?"

Xie Lanyin glanced at the Soul Cultivator support rate, silently thinking: "22% now? But what use is support rate obtained from such promotion?"

"Does he really plan to let Soul Cultivators be human? Isn’t that increasing his own costs?"

On the other side, Zhang Yu remarked: "The Soul Cultivator support rate has risen to 22%?"

"Fu Ji, Xiang Shen, your script... revised well. Seems like quite a deep understanding of Soul Cultivators."

"Isn’t it?" Fu Ji said smugly: "Let me tell you, it’s hard to earn money from poor people, but easy to deceive. Soul Cultivators as the poorest of poor people, must rely on deception, which Evil God hasn’t deceived Soul Cultivators’ money?"

"These failed contestants of the Immortal Road, cheap products produced on assembly lines, full of resentment towards Kunxu, yet full of unrealistic fantasies, just say a little of what they want to hear, and you can elicit their resonance!"