"Damn!"
This damn thing is way too sharp-tongued...
"What do you want? Why me?"
[I don't know]
"Huh?"
Don't know? Is that something a guy who can distort reality would say?
"Then what's your goal? Aliens? World domination?"
[I don't know, but I can definitely tell you I am not an alien]
Goodness, so he's not denying world domination.
"Alright, I get it, so I'm your number one lackey for world domination, huh?"
[On this note, I can assure you, the host and system do not have any forced labor agreements.]
[Moreover, what the host knows, I know; what the host doesn't know, I also don't know, you and I are one.]
Bad things don't write their badness on their face, much less say them out loud.
But what else can he do?
He can't just grab the system and instantly refine it.
While that belongs to fantasy at least what's displayed on this website is supposed to be sci-fi.
Sci-fi + Xianxia, no sense, you're dead if you blink, buddy.
[Host doesn't need to talk to themselves, we can communicate mentally, no need to say it out loud]
Oh wow... knows even what I'm thinking... what's the point of this.
However, the system didn't pretend not to hear, which is good news; at least it's quite straightforward in this aspect, Lin Miao's malicious suspicion towards this thing diminished a lot.
If it had any bad intentions, it would pretend not to hear but in reality spy day in and day out, wait for him to rebel one day, then seize and refine him; that's what a true villain would do.
Some things might be toxic, some might not, but to someone nearly starving, it makes no difference; at least you have to eat first to live and verify whether you'd be poisoned.
But after finishing these matters, several hours have passed since he woke up, this body, already modified, is now protesting with an empty stomach.
Lin Miao can only look towards that synthetic food vending machine; its menu sparse, only a few types of beer and wraps with prices ranging from 1 to 3 euros, it can even play music. He doesn't have much money, so he casually buys a wrap and a beer, then surfs the net to relax.
Chewing on the dry wrap, evidently laden with seasoning and additives, it tastes salty, its texture alright, like eating a hand-pulled bread dipped in saltwater, clearly meant to supplement basic nutrition, substantial in portion; wanting better requires more money, still synthetic food.
To lighten the mood, Lin Miao forces down the food with beer, focusing on the screen.
Yet, separated by a world, he's like a stranger, unable to interfere in anything, what's the point...
But Lin Miao's curiosity arises, connecting to the internet of the original world can't merely be for leisure, surely it has other uses.
[System, what's the relationship between the internet and that office?]
The system evidently possesses certain logical thinking, only Lin Miao doesn't know where this thinking's upper limit lies
[Office expansion requires employees, once you determine the office location, you can begin recruiting. You can recruit in the current world, or in the original world.]
[The distinction between the two is that recruitment in the current world is limited, requiring 'employment contracts', which need mutual consent to take effect, whereas original world recruitment doesn't require this.]
[So to the system, those folks from the original world don't even count as labor dispatch or employees?]
[No, their treatment depends solely on you, recruitment methods also depend on you, once they agree; you can send holographic projection equipment, wear it, and draw consciousness into the current world, yet you'll need to prepare a body, meaning a biological modification pod, while conversely, their body in the other world will fall asleep.]
Ah Zhe... no need to sign labor contracts, no legal protection for their rights, operationally they won't have labor unions, won't have an eight-hour workday...
This is simply the best livestock for exploitation...
A sense of guilt rises within him, no, I cannot do this....
However, when Lin Miao's gaze turns to those company website icons on the computer screen, no matter how ruthless he might be, how could he possibly be more ruthless than these people...
Huang Ban, employees must work 16 hours a day minimum, unlimited cap, stimulants like water, fulfill 20 years of service, just to enjoy the company's latest prosthetic technology, mind you, paying is still required
Biotechnology, merely because it gives employees six days paid holiday annually, gets touted by a group of people... six days...
Kangtao, after signing a 50-year work contract, gives you free Trauma Team Gold membership, don't misunderstand, this isn't benevolence; it's merely to ensure you live till the contract's end, preventing mid-term overwork death, so when passing Kangtao's gates, bow with regard.
Ye Corporation, Night City's founding company, only they! have consideration for employee health, here, you only need to work 80 hours a week, yes, you heard right, just 80 hours of intense, focused work to captivate employees! Gain adulation!
Other military technologies, Zeta Technology, five days off annually, unpaid, otherwise working year-round.
That would make Foxconn weep, electronics factory assembly lines would sob seeing these exploitation methods.