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The young girl let out a scoff. "Under normal circumstances, someone with your severe Despair Value would be sent for reformation and then reincarnated. However..."
She suddenly leaned in closer, lowering her voice. "Actually, you have another chance."
"What chance?"
"This one, you need to ask the Supervisor Judge. He’s in that office over there." She pointed to a small black door not far away.
The hefty man who brought me here did not follow as I walked into the cramped office alone.
A tall, thin man sat behind a desk piled high with documents and reached out to take the slip I handed him.
"Want to go back?"
I nodded.
"It’s simple. You need to harvest others' Despair Value to exchange for your Yang Shou. In plain terms, you need to drive your targets into complete despair and then bring them to Wangchuan Station."
I paused for a few seconds. "Bringing them to Wangchuan Station? Isn’t that death? You want me to harm others just to extend my own life?"
The Skinny Tall Man remained silent, which I took as an affirmation.
"Isn’t there any other way? I don’t want to trade someone else's life for my own!"
"This is your only opportunity. Think it over; you have three minutes to consider..." He glanced at the clock. "Oh, I mean three minutes." With that, he buried himself back in the pile of documents, ignoring me.
I stood there, staring at my semi-transparent feet.
In truth, I was well aware of my own worth.
Those rich second-generation heirs and officials—those were the people I despised the most. They were nothing but parasites, monopolizing social resources simply because they had good fathers.
And what about those struggling at the bottom of society? To put it bluntly, they weren’t doing much better. If they really tried hard enough, they wouldn’t be wallowing in the mud. What contribution do these people make to society? Aren’t they just wasting resources?
Only someone like me, without money, connections, or a powerful background, could rely solely on hard work to climb out of poverty.
I was the true elite.
And elites can only create value by staying alive.
"I can’t die. Tell me what I need to do."
"Every 100 points of Despair Value can be exchanged for one year of Yang Shou. But it must be redeemed all at once. So, you need... to harvest 2,103 points of Despair Value to reclaim all your Yang Shou."
The man pulled out an object from the drawer in front of him that resembled a smart watch and handed it to me.
"Here, this is the Despair Value Detector. Wear it, and you'll be able to see the Despair Value of everyone around you. The higher the number, the more desperate the person is, making it easier to harvest."
I took it and put it on my left wrist. Immediately, data appeared above the man's head across from me:
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Target: Supervisor Judge 4728
Despair Value: 0/100
Status: Not harvestable
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"Aside from not being able to directly harm the target, any means are allowed as long as you can push their Despair Value to eight times the critical point or higher."
"What if... I fail to harvest?"
"You have three months. Once the deadline passes, if the Despair Value you submit isn't enough to redeem Yang Shou in one go, it will reset to zero. And you, of course, won't be able to return."
The man lowered his head again. "Go to window number three to collect your target's file; you can only take one at a time. After a successful harvest, you must bring the target back to window number three for clearance."
With that, he resumed his work.
I returned to window number three. The young girl saw me come back and immediately pulled out a card, scanning it over the detector on my left hand.
"This is your first target's information."
The detector displayed the target's details:
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Name: Zhang Cheng
Age: 26
Occupation: Big Tech Programmer
Despair Value: 344/100
Critical Value: 500/100
Source of Despair: Work pressure, workplace bullying
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