Takamanohara! It has drowned in the glory of the past generation and suffocated! Relying on bloodlines, privileges, and class to suppress rising talents is destined to rot in the trash heap!
Only by stepping out, by serving the company! Only by actively participating in the bloody and brutal market competition! Only by fighting a bloody path through the natural selection of survival of the fittest! Can one avoid being abandoned and crushed by the giant wheel of this rapidly advancing era!
Show mercy! Giving you one last chance! Kneel! Surrender to the company! Or! Die!
Hmph, look at others' personnel, they're so dedicated, they even recruit on the battlefield, while ours can only spill coffee and then shout to the boss that something terrible has happened, sigh...
Li Pan also transformed his grief and anger into performance, roaring with a cyber-psycho tone,
