Chapter 945: Company Level 79! Fighting Alone?!

Residence?

Su Yang cast a puzzled gaze, the meaning self‑evident.

Lao Liu gestured for Su Yang to leave and said, "You aren't a full‑time employee of the Company yet, so you can't move into the staff dormitory."

"Your residence was prepared by the Supervisor long ago; it's not far from the Company."

Su Yang wasn't picky about the lodging.

After all, he'd lived in a prison cell, a Suite, and even slept in the realm of the dead.

Just curious…

What is the Imperial Company's purpose in mass‑producing Gene Modification soldiers?

The so‑called Task surely isn't just drafting plans and liaising between Party A and Party B.

Lao Liu didn't say it outright, but his words hinted that he is the Company's "Black Glove."

He specializes in solving the Company's problems.

Su Yang pushed open the door, left the lab, and followed Lao Liu through twists and turns to the everyday office area on this floor.

He saw many men and women in suits hurrying, documents in hand, all looking as if their eyebrows were on fire.

Those at their desks tapped their fingers on the desk rapidly, brows tightly knit.

No one shouted, and no one slacked off.

Yet this work environment felt extremely suffocating.

It was as if the bodies remained, but the souls had already drifted seven or eight miles away.

Lao Liu introduced, "Anyone among them could become your liaison in the future, responsible for reporting task completion status."

"Of course, you don't need to know who they are; just know that such a thing exists."

Su Yang gave a slight nod, his gaze scanning the room.

A man with an imposing aura suddenly appeared; the busy crowd instinctively glanced at him from the corner of their eyes, assuming the Supervisor had arrived.

But noticing his stature didn't match, they looked up.

Just as they stared at the handsome, dignified man, the scene suddenly froze.

Time seemed to hit the pause button.

Su Yang let out a puzzled "Eh?" and asked, "Is this also Company culture?"

Lao Liu's face instantly brightened, and he cleared his throat, "What, everyone got nothing to do? Why are you all just standing there?!"

"Move it already!"

With that, time resumed.

Faint whispers could be heard.

"So handsome…"

"Is he the newcomer?"

Lao Liu inhaled deeply and continued leading Su Yang forward.

Soon, the two entered the elevator and rose to the 79th floor.

The atmosphere here was noticeably more tranquil; only a receptionist was bent over, working.

Lao Liu lowered his voice, "When you meet the Supervisor, speak less and listen more; just agree to whatever she says."

"Understood." Su Yang nodded.

The two arrived at the Supervisor's office door, and Lao Liu gently knocked.

Dong dong!

"Come in."

The door opened, and Lao Liu instantly put on a flattering expression, "Supervisor, I have brought the person to you."

Su Yang looked inside and saw the room's décor was extremely plain.

A desk and a cupboard specifically for files.

The spacious area didn't even have a sofa.

"Hmm, you may go back." a brief female voice said.

"Got it!" Lao Liu quickly bowed, retreated slowly, and closed the door.

Su Yang looked around and saw a woman in professional attire standing by the floor‑to‑ceiling window.

She was as tall as him, exuding a competent aura from head to toe.

Even her silhouette conveyed a sense of ruthless decisiveness.

"Supervisor." Su Yang bowed slightly.

"Please sit." The Supervisor turned, sat down without even looking.

She had shoulder‑length silver hair, a smooth, fair face, yet a hint of harsh wind about her.

Her brows showed no fatigue, only an un‑angered, imposing demeanor.

Su Yang glanced left and right and asked, "Where should I sit?"

Where did the chair in front of the desk come from?

The Supervisor glanced up at him and reiterated, "Please sit!"

Su Yang was a bit bewildered, but obediently walked up to her.

The next moment, a square opening suddenly appeared in the floor.

An Ergonomic Chair abruptly emerged.

!?

Su Yang was momentarily stunned.

This world's technology has already developed to this point?

But thinking carefully, it makes sense—a world that can develop Gene Modification soldiers.

Could it be an ordinary civilization?

"How does it feel?" Supervisor asked while looking at the computer Screen.

"Very good." Su Yang strictly followed Lao Liu's advice—sparing words like gold.

"What's good about it?"

"Endless stamina, endless strength."

"Anything else?"

"It's still focused on vision and hearing; the sense of touch hasn't been verified yet."

Supervisor paused for a few seconds, then continued, "What's your name?"

Su Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and replied, "I don't know."

"Look at me and answer again, what's your name?"

Su Yang's expression didn't change; he repeated, "I don't know."

In the next instant, the chair he was sitting on suddenly lit up with a green light.

Hmm?

"Lie Detector?" Su Yang furrowed his brow.

This thing…

Could it be testing my loyalty?

Or is she trying to see whether the contents of my brain have been completely formatted?

Clearly, Imperial Company wants only a pure Killing Machine.

Yet this machine cannot lack common sense, nor basic Cognition and self‑care ability.

So what's likely being formatted are the original interpersonal relationships and past experiences.

For that, she conducts a probe before obtaining accurate verification.

Upon this thought, Su Yang let out a cold laugh in his heart.

The lies he told, even he himself believes without doubt.

How could a tiny Lie Detector discover them?

Moreover, as a game player who came to this world, the rules have already arranged everything perfectly.

Naturally, nothing can be exposed.

"I heard your power exceeds the instrument's limit; that's a fine achievement."

"From now on you will take orders directly from me; you can ignore everyone else's commands."

Saying that, she took out a small square box.

"Record Finger print, as the key to your new residence."

Su Yang did not hesitate, reached out and pressed.

Quickly, the Finger print was recorded, and Supervisor took out an Eyeball‑shaped object and aimed it at Su Yang's eyes.

Accompanied by a scan, one could hear—

"Iris recording complete."

Supervisor said coolly, "All right, a driver will take you to your new residence shortly."

"You will have a one‑week Assessment Period; if you perform excellently during it, Company will consider hiring you as Non‑regular Staff."

"Then you will receive richer rewards and higher permissions."

"Your first Task will be issued soon."

"From this moment on, you have no name, only a Code Name!"

Supervisor looked up at Su Yang, enunciating each word, "Your Code Name is—Demon."

Su Yang's mouth curled into a smile, gladly accepted, "Yes!"

Supervisor stood up, continued looking out the window, and said, "Remember, you have no partners, nor colleagues."

"All obstacles you encounter during the Task are your enemies."

"Especially…"

"Other Companies' Gene Modification warriors!"