"So just to be safe, link to 'Zhuan Xu' and directly connect to 49327, to avoid getting your brain burnt by some 'hacker'."
Zhang Ling knew he had no room to refuse, so he simply agreed. After all, he, a country bumpkin, was already used to staying away from the big cities. And it involved a promotion and a pay raise too. If he could handle this properly, he might even catch the board's favor and possibly become an executive in the future.
Hence, Zhang Ling brought the ion sphere to the company's ground floor office, found the employee with the lowest performance from the local staff list, fired him, then wiped his memory clean, loaded the memories into the ion sphere, made sure there were no virus puppets, and filtered out the useful intelligence.
"An immortality-themed amusement park, oh, and it's even based on palace intrigue... it really is the Legion... Sergeant Octopus-head..."
