Sure enough, I still need someone to take care of him. Since I’ve already offended him, I must eliminate the root and prevent future trouble.
Having made up his mind, Tangkx comforted the shareholders with a few words, reassuring them to rest easy, and then prepared to head out to arrange this matter.
However, at the door, he was stopped by someone, it was Gloria, who had been waiting there for quite some time.
Tangkx thought she was there for a reward. In his haste, he intended to decline her a few times and talk later after finishing his business, but Gloria took out something from her pouch.
It was an exquisite mechanical watch, and Tangkx’s eyes were fixed on it.
Gloria whispered, "Director, when I was saving Mr. Kotaisky, I picked this up by chance. I’ve been busy with surgery and forgot about this, please return it to him personally."
Tangkx swallowed his saliva and, without thinking, grabbed the watch and tucked it into his bosom.
Then he admired this female emergency worker, not only notifying him to save people but also handing over such a valuable thing for safekeeping, she was really on the right track.
If according to Kotaisky, such a fierce battle, even losing limbs, even if Gloria had kept it for herself, no one would have known.
"I will hand this over to Mr. Kotaisky, and you will receive the deserved reward..."
In reality, whether he returned it or kept it for himself, even how much the item was worth did not matter, Gloria didn’t care.
As a wealthy person, Kotaisky surely had valuable items on him, be it a phone, a necklace, or even identification or a chip.
If Wolseck recognized the person and didn’t pull Kotaisky to sign a contract, but honestly completed the surgery,
then this item would become ironclad proof of Wolseck stealing shareholder property.
If not recognized, then this item would become Tangkx’s trophy or embezzled treasure.
As long as these two did not lose their minds, Wolseck was bound to die, and conversely, Gloria’s rapid rise was already set in stone.
All this originated from a call yesterday, a setup was laid, and today a play was performed.
And this was just the beginning.
Now, let’s just hope... this director doesn’t get too greedy, otherwise, his position might not last long.
Because a useful trick can be used the first time, and can similarly be used a second time.
The number of players doubled, but the tasks increased as well. Chemical industry, military industry, workbench, and guarding required ten people to be busy, yet even so, players eagerly took on the daily tasks of scavenging materials at the garbage mountains, with two convoys traveling back and forth every day.
Because this was their rare opportunity for public-funded racing, they had to make the most of it!
Besides, people often found interesting little gadgets among the garbage, like broken projection devices, movable game toy models, and even inflatable dolls and some silicone adult items...
The only pity was that these days, they hadn’t seen any wild monsters, making the players feel a bit disappointed.
The price of those two exoskeletons was simply out of reach for current players, busying with daily tasks, they only managed to earn 300 euros a day, deducting expenses for food, sleep, and spending on the super dream, they’d barely have 100 left, contemplating buying one would take half a year!
Shui Yue shoved aside a discarded car panel into the trunk, saying rather helplessly,
"Are the monsters in this place killed off by you guys? It’s been two days, haven’t seen a single trio of wolves, at least give us a crab to brush."
"Even if one was around, you couldn’t handle it." Old Red Bucket said, sounding seasoned, "Just be glad, now you have training for super dreams, we had nothing back then."
"Back then, only three little wild monsters spawned here, we had eight people to kill them, I almost kicked the bucket."
Rainy Night Without a Knife: "This version is called Midnight with Ghosts, Night Wanderer, understand? There’ll definitely be monster spawns, this is your leveling novice phase, surely more intense than the previous version, rest assured."
While players chattered noisily, many eyes from the dark were watching them.
Not far behind a garbage mountain, a few Night Wanderers wearing gas masks were hiding inside several containers, secretly observing.
"What are they saying?"
"Seems they’re talking about our business."
"Seems they’re discussing why we left this territory, damn it, these people actually have the nerve to ask why?"
Whenever Rosen brought up this matter, he’d get so angry his teeth would gnash, longing to shove the barrel of a gun into their mouths and ask them why?
Initially planned to pull off a big job with the boss, enjoying life for the coming months, turned out indeed big.
The boss ended up sending himself off, along with losing over fifty people.
Had he not run fast, Rosen himself would’ve been left behind by these people.
"Your mother’s, where did this sudden powerful force come from."
Now Paul was dead, the news hadn’t yet reached the Chaotic Blade Association, within Night Wanderer, a fight for the boss position heated to boil.
Their current consensus was — no matter who becomes the boss, these outsiders have to die.
And they were here to accomplish that.
"Get ready to follow them, see where their stronghold is?"
After the vehicle loaded, Shui Yue took a moment to look sentimentally at the mountain before them.
The sky-covering garbage material seemed endless, though scattered players had hauled dozens of tons, it hardly seemed diminished.
The distant city poured countless waste here daily, the end unseen.