From star abyss

Chapter 613 317. The crocodile sign is coming

"Nepheus Cleopatra, entering from orbit, is entering the atmosphere."

Naifes reported his progress without any emotion, just like usual.

However, her cold attitude seemed to Naliya to be indescribably contemptuous.

"Hey, Gabros."

Through the communicator, Naliya opened her mouth. She was in a mess and in ragged clothes, and couldn't help but say:

"What is your attitude? You use such a condescending tone when facing your master?"

"Miss Nalia, I have undergone castration of emotional glands. My body will not secrete hormones such as dopamine and pheromones, so I will not show any emotions."

Nefes remained calm, his eyelids drooped, and he said like a robot:

"Hey, that's it, how dare you talk back!"

Naliya was so angry that she scolded her for any reason:

"Who do you think you are? You are just a commodity. Do you deserve to explain why?"

"Yes, miss." Nefes said mechanically. "I'm approaching the coordinates you sent. I'll be there shortly. Please pay attention to your safety."

"——Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Nalia said coldly.

"The current situation is not optimistic. The ecosystem of the Tomb Stars has been severely damaged and the order is chaotic. You must be careful-"

"Gabros, are you teaching me how to do something?"

Nalia's voice became high-pitched, her green-gold vertical pupils stared at Nefes, she raised her chin, extremely arrogant:

"Who gave you the capital? A waste product with no assets, no self-awareness, no personal rights, and a useful life of less than 60 years. How dare you point fingers at a capitalist?"

"Sorry, Miss Nalia—"

In the middle of speaking, Nefes was immediately interrupted by Nalia's roar:

"Who do you think you are? Do you deserve to apologize to me? Is your apology useful? I am a noble capitalist! You wastes are born to be exploited, enslaved and consumed by us."

"You are right, but I -" Nefes was about to explain, but Nalia didn't care about her words at all. She was almost killed by Leoz twice, and the suppression of her bloodline made her mentally bear it. Extreme pressure.

Now, she just wants to let out the panic in her heart right away:

"My father is the controller of Verazzi Company, and my brother is Red King's divine choice! You, a waste product that fell off the assembly line, are you worthy of giving me advice?"

After she said this, she took a deep breath. Taking advantage of this gap, Nefes quickly said:

"Miss Nalia, I'm already on my way here. I made a mistake in my judgment. I should have rushed over as soon as possible."

"Your fault? Ha, of course it's your fault. If you hadn't accidentally killed Leoz, how could you have given him the opportunity to fake his death? That's why I was influenced to make this decision."

Naliya muttered to herself, her eyes lit up, and she seemed to have grasped the key point:

"That's right! It's all your fault! You are a piece of trash, a piece of industrial inferior goods from the assembly line, and you throw away the cheap goods in your hands at a loss. All the faults are yours as a commodity. How can a capitalist make a mistake? We are The Dragonborn who are destined to be chosen by heaven, all the wealth in the world belongs to us, we set up companies everywhere, and use finance to praise the supremacy of the goddess Red King. Yes, it is all your fault, I can't make a mistake..."

She covered her forehead, grinned, giggled, and said sharply:

"Hahaha - it's all inferior products and useless employees like you. We have given you a job and a salary, but you still make mistakes at work and I will be injured. Ah - no matter how you think about it, it's all your fault!"

"yes……"

"The plan failed, the initial investment was in vain, the crisis public relations went wrong, the news leaked, the stock price was bound to fall, and I would become a loser in the eyes of the old men. Then I would kill my sisters and brothers, sacrifice so many lives and climb to the top. With this step, all the sacrifices made so far—won’t they all be in vain?”

Naliya knelt on the ground, holding her head in her hands. Her pupils expanded and narrowed rapidly. She tilted her head and murmured something unknown:

"It's all in vain, hehe, it's in vain, hehehehehahaha, it's all in vain, hahahahaha——"

Nephis said nothing.

Now Miss Naliya has lost the ability to control herself. Neither her mind nor her body can maintain a level that can be called 'healthy'.

‘Naliya became like this...did Leoz do something? ’

As soon as this idea came to Naifei's mind, he immediately stopped himself:

'No, I shouldn't continue thinking. I am a product of the company. I can't have my own thoughts. If this continues, I will...'

What will happen?

An idea flashed in his mind, and the synapses that were once forbidden to him were becoming more and more active.

‘When humans think, the gods laugh. ’

Nefes suddenly thought of this.

‘Will the boss laugh when I think about the product? ’

The mortals who once crawled at the feet of the gods have now formed a civilization, described grand narratives, and ordered the gods of the past to use them for their own purposes, or even simply use them as a tool resource.

If it can be said that the thoughts of mortals attracted the ridicule of the gods, it was because of the contempt of the gods. In the end, mortals became the mainstream narrative in the star abyss.

So, will product thinking also subvert the rule of group companies?

——Don’t think like that!

[Warning: Loyalty Agreement Activated]

"Loyalty, loyalty, loyalty..."

Nefes kept mumbling, repeating it like a machine. Her cerebral cortex was overwritten, and a large number of memories were replaced and deleted.

[Gabros, be loyal to the company! ]

"I will never betray, yes, long live capital, I am loyal to the company, and I will never violate the grand narrative..."

Nefes's body issued a warning, and the loyalty program implanted in her body immediately activated. After an unforgettable sting, her thinking was gradually corrected, and her active brain waves returned to stability.

By the way, this is the normal state, just keep everything as usual...

The company has nurtured me, and I must be grateful. Only if the company's grand narrative is perfect, I must devote myself to the company.

Among all the narratives, only the company has a lofty ideal, and I must be loyal to the company without any second thoughts.

"A loser like you ruins our entire plan."

While Nefes kept emphasizing his loyalty, Nalia fell to her knees and uttered horrifying murmurs:

"When this mission is over, I will have the recycling department destroy you, and all Gabros will be remade."

laugh--

The figure that was falling rapidly stopped in mid-air, and the air waves surged downwards. Suddenly, the sky above the Dome Star was cloudless, revealing the inner wall of the giant skyscape, mimicking the monotonous blue sky.

Naifes hovered alone in the air. The wind of canned air passed through the filter tank, entered her pores and respiratory tract, flowed through the lungs, passed to all parts of the body through capillaries, and interacted with the cells in the blood. The exchange is completed, energy and force are converted, and then the lungs are squeezed, and the waste gas is discharged outward.

destroy.

She raised her hand and held it against her chest.

destroy.

Such a body must be destroyed.

Why?