(Wait a minute) "If I ever have that day, I won't die so undignified," Chai Sheng suddenly said.
"Look on the bright side, you might not live to see the day of degeneration," Xu Huo comforted him.
"Haha, makes sense." Chai Sheng forcefully ran his left hand, clad in metal gloves, along the blade, sharpening it with a piercing screech. The long blade gleamed more ominously as he swung it with force and strode forward, "Let me send them off on their last journey!"
The two made their way through, dispatching over twenty aliens before finally reaching an empty room. This should be the staff's resting area, devoid of important documents but containing numbered attendance records.
"Do no evil, fear no knock on the door," Chai Sheng tapped the notebook, "Look, working in this job, they don't even dare to connect to the terminal, and everyone's names are replaced by numbers."
