185: Chapter 155: True Crippled Bull, True Self-Sacrifice, True ntal thod 185: Chapter 155: True Crippled Bull, True Self-Sacrifice, True ntal thod Outside the illusion.
Song Xu looked at this scene with great surprise: “Did you say that Zhang Yu is cultivating the Can Niu Soul Heart Technique?”
Mo Tianyi also felt it was very strange and said, “Zhang Yu registered with this ntal thod, and boss, look at him now turning into a critically ill worker, persisting on the assembly line—isn’t this precisely the effect of the Can Niu Soul Heart Technique?”
Song Xu touched his chin, puzzled, and said, “Isn’t this cultivation technique ant for the poorest at the bottom of the society?
It makes them work more, seek less dical treatnt, and ask for less compensation—it’s a waste cultivation technique for waste people.”
“Does Zhang Yu want to use this ntal thod to enhance his Dao Heart?”
“Isn’t he afraid of cultivating himself to be more and more in tune with this cultivation technique, eventually becoming soone who only takes hits, can’t fight back, and swallows insults all day long?”
“Instead, this Bai Zhenzhen…” Song Xu comnted, “Her Cold Soul Ice Heart Technique has beco increasingly profound in such a setting, and she will inevitably shine in future examinations.”
As Song Xu and Mo Tianyi evaluated, the scene within the illusion had changed once again.
…
On the assembly line.
Along with Bai Zhenzhen’s vigorous maneuvers, all the workers were exploited to the extre.
And under such circumstances, Zhang Yu only felt the hope in his heart gradually dissipating, and the pain in his entire body burning like flas, making it impossible for him to focus on the work.
“It hurts so much…”
Zhang Yu didn’t want to continue hurting.
And he knew that if he wanted the Can Niu Soul Heart Technique to continue taking effect and suppressing his heart’s pain, he at least needed a sliver of hope.
Even if it’s just the small hope of getting off work early.
So he stood up, looked at Bai Zhenzhen, and said, “Boss, I want to take a leave today.”
A glance from Bai Zhenzhen flickered as she saw Zhang Yu’s face.
Upon hearing Zhang Yu’s reason for leave due to pain, Bai Zhenzhen nodded slightly, sighed, and said, “You don’t want to work overti?”
Seeing Zhang Yu nod, Bai Zhenzhen said, “It seems you are indeed working hard.”
Then Bai Zhenzhen looked at everyone present and asked, “Who else doesn’t want to work overti like him?”
Seeing everyone showing a moved expression but not daring to speak, Bai Zhenzhen asked again, “Look at each of you, so hesitant, listening to anything said—what do I need you for?
I hired humans, not machines.”
“Whatever you want, just stand up and tell , be a bit more courageous.”
As one by one, including Zhang Yu, stood up, saying they didn’t want to work overti, Bai Zhenzhen smiled satisfactorily: “Very good, for refusing the work arrangents of the factory, you are all fired.”
Bai Zhenzhen looked at the secretary beside her and said, “There’s just a batch of new graduates ready to be recruited, replace all these old and sick ones, don’t compensate a penny…”
Under the operation of the Cold Soul Ice Heart Technique, in Bai Zhenzhen’s eyes, all the workers had only beco chips, waiting for her maneuvers to generate more profit.
With her manipulation, the ntal thod ran more smoothly, and her Dao Heart was made even more solid as a rock, unbreakable.
On the other side, when Zhang Yu heard these words, he only felt as if his heart turned entirely dark, with all hopes disappearing along with his work…
completely gone.
When every hope is taken away, what should he do?
How exactly can he find hope?
How can he continue to suppress the piercing pain on his body?
…
Song Xu watched this scene and sighed: “The Can Niu Soul Heart Technique is just too useless, why choose such a cultivation technique?”
“Making your thoughts understand and conform to this cultivation technique…
what’s the point?”
“Totally dragging one backward.”
Mo Tianyi, however, sighed: “However, enduring all this way, there must be an effect of tempering the Dao Heart, right?”
“Zhang Yu, as a poor man, has no qualification to enter the Top Ten, just like us…
bearing it in many instances is the only choice.”
He said with so empathy, “Compared to fighting, compared to resisting…
enduring must be the only choice for the poor, right?”
Song Xu looked at Zhang Yu in the illusion and murmured, “Endure it more?
But until when is enough?”
“No wonder he ultimately couldn’t withstand the pressure and signed himself under the rich.”
“It’s also fortunate you didn’t invest too much in him back then.”
“Such a person is already poor at heart, even choosing a loser ntal thod, simply not worth the investnt.”
But at this mont, the change in the illusion made the two of them slightly astonished again.
…
Feeling the total disappearance of hope, Zhang Yu stood dumbly in place.
Besides the lantations of the employees and Bai Zhenzhen’s orders, he seed to vaguely hear sothing else.
“Is it the voice of protesting workers outside?”
“Protest?”
The thought made Zhang Yu’s eyes seem to flicker slightly.
At the sa mont, the ntal thod in his mind, which had beco difficult to operate, once again showed signs of movent.
The residual cow in Zhang Yu’s vision, once deeply trapped in the mire and halted due to lack of hope,
But at this mont, accompanied by a change in his mindset, it seed that a wave of cold light flashed on the broken horn of the residual cow.
“The only hope left is to fight.”
“When all hope has vanished, and in the darkness before when prayers yield no hope at all…
the only choice is to fight for justice with these broken horns and create a sliver of hope by oneself…”
At this mont, a flash of enlightennt went through Zhang Yu’s heart.
“The Residual Cattle Life-Sacrifice Heart Technique is not a martial art used to suppress pain for work.”
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