Night Hacker

   Chapter 42 Brain Slaves Gather Energy

   "Elizabeth's Q-level program really chose redemption?"

   "Yeah, I called her and asked, what salvation is indeed."

  A hilltop villa in the Acropolis mountain area. The water in the swimming pool is very clear. Sophia is lying on a sun lounger by the pool, wearing a colorful bikini, enjoying the warmth of the sun.

   While drinking fresh juice leisurely, she talked to the videophone installed in the marble pillar next to her.

   In the swimming pool, several pet dogs are swimming happily.

   "I think Elizabeth is still giving up." Sophia said leisurely, "She came back mostly to do things from the inside. We don't care how Seth treats her, but it's better for our club to guard her."

   "Unfortunately, an overspeed gear has become a special handicap." A male voice came from the video phone.

"It's not the first, no matter how good your background is, there will always be some lunatics." Sophia rolled her eyes, "You're pity for Elizabeth's body, right? Find an actor to take on the body of a happy doll, and then play her, Let you have enough fun."

   "Sophie, you don't need to be jealous of her anymore. To be jealous of a disabled person will make you a mentally retarded person too."

   "I don't want to listen to you teach me, I'm done, what about the brain slave who promised to give it to me?"

   "I've picked one for you. The descendants of the extraordinary people of the side door are very diligent, and the computing power should be very good. You will be satisfied."

  Sophia heard the words, looked at the pet dogs swimming in the pool, bit the straw and smiled.

   "Then I'll try you Santo people, is the performance that good?"

  …

   At seven o'clock in the morning, the Santo Securities branch in the center of Jianggu District was busy.

  The hall was full of noise, and retail investors talked about yesterday's stock market situation, today's news, and possible market conditions.

   In the office of the sales department, the employees who went to work on time also started to work, meeting at 8 o'clock and opening the market at 9 o'clock.

   "What about today's "Liuguang Industry News"? Why can't I find it?"

   "Ah, Section Chief... I'm sorry! I'll go get you a copy right now."

"Hurry up!"

   Kazuya really wanted to scold people, and waved his hand to drive the panicked new member to act quickly. This newcomer, how could such an important newspaper as "Liuguang Industry News" be missed?

   He scratched his head and looked around the small office that was divided into desks, where a dozen men were crowded and busy.

This branch recruits more than 300 new sales every year, but half of the employees can only work for one year. After three years, 90% of them can't stand it. Their dreams are shattered and they leave. goodbye forever.

After    Kazuya graduated from Jianggu University, he joined the securities business department of Santo Company.

  The members are divided into seven levels, and then there are the deputy head, the head, the deputy counselor, and the second-level deputy counselor. The counselor is the head of the department.

  It took him ten years to go from being a first-level member to being a class leader, and being able to lead this class.

   Ten years of experience is nothing, he can become the head of the class so quickly, he is promoted to one level almost every year, and it depends on performance.

  When he is a member, his performance is ranked first every day;

  When he was the head of the section, his department performance ranked first every day.

  Stock trading, bonds, funds, futures, various financial products…

   Most of the company's employees can't remember them completely, and they can hardly understand the sales targets apportioned by the head office.

   "Senior, here we come, "Liuguang Industry News"."

   This newcomer came back fairly quickly, sweating profusely, and handed him a newspaper that still smelled of ink.

   Kazuya flipped through the newspaper as soon as he took it, and sat down in his chair, where there was an open Santo computer on the desk. He also browses the news online, but for now, these newspapers have more information.

   And over the years, he has learned how to read newspaper news.

   Although the New World Bank is said to be one body, every big company is competing with each other. Even within the Santo Company, sometimes this club competes with that club, and everyone is always in an arena.

  The humbleness of capital, and it is always said that once you fall behind, you will become a loser and be thrown out.

   "Senior, it's almost eight o'clock!"

   Kazuya was reading the newspaper and taking notes. Before he finished his cup of coffee, the time flew by and it was time for a meeting.

   He had to get up and called a dozen people from the upper department to rush out of the office.

  The crowd walked through the crowded corridor and came to the large conference room.

   They came a little late today. Head Maeda, Deputy Head Okawa, and several other classes were all there, almost all of them were men. As soon as they sat down, the meeting started immediately.

   "The new instruction of the headquarters is to strive to sell the 'repurchase and reconstruction fund for the Walled Area', and attract more high-end customers to buy the better."

   Department Chief Maeda conveyed the new tasks of the head office, and then announced the performance tasks of each class member and each member, as well as the performance completion status of the previous day. Unsurprisingly, it was Kazuya's class who came first.

At the end of the    meeting, Chief Maeda shouted as he did every day:

   "Towards the goal, keep going!"

   "Hi!" Everyone stood up, bowed, and responded loudly.

   and also responded almost loudly, as in the past ten years.

  Go ahead, Kazuya, sooner or later, the one who leads the shouting will be you.

  Don't listen to those street rats saying there is no future here, it's those people who don't work hard and are stupid, they just complain all day long.

  You are different, you are a college student, you are an elite, and you are the class principal.

   As long as you continue to work hard like this and accumulate years of merit, you will become the deputy counselor and then the head of the department.

  You will enter the headquarters in the central area, arrive at the bustling center, and let your children go to the best schools…

  You and your wife will wear beautiful formal clothes, walk in the party venues of those high-end hotels, socialize with those high-level people with high knowledge and ability, drink red wine, and talk about art...

  Liuguang City is a dream land, you will realize your streamer dream.

   Kazuya returned to the small office with such a mood, and led his subordinates to continue researching various news and news.

   As soon as the time arrived at 9 o'clock, the stock market opened, and it was like a war. There were constant shouts of "buy!" and "sell" from the business hall downstairs. Everyone in the office is on the phone, operating the computer, helping clients trade, lobbying clients to trade...

   This faction is so noisy and busy that it makes you breathless.

  When the market was closed at noon, everyone just had a quick lunch in the office, and it was just one meal.

   The battle continued from 1:00 p.m. to 3:00 p.m., and at 3:00 p.m., the trading hours of the Streamer Stock Exchange ended.

   Their work is not over yet, there are still various bonds and financial products to be done, especially the repurchase and reconstruction fund for the Walled Area that the head office has just handed down.

   This is a huge financial scheme, attractive, but people are afraid to invest.

  Because the city walled area is a hard bone, those city walled people will not easily agree to Santo's repurchase.

   and what they are trying to do is to get people from all walks of life in this city, especially those in the walled area, to come up with money, the more the better, to get together to support the repurchase and transformation.

   But sales are not only done in the office, but also go out. After the market closed, most of the department went out to solicit customers.

   Kazuya used to run all over the city, and after he became the section leader, he was responsible for overall planning.

  It was also at this time that the phone on the desk rang, and Kazuya picked up the receiver, "Hey... Department Chief? Hi!"

   A few members around looked at each other in confusion. Is the head of the department looking for? They saw the change in the head of the class, but it was an uncontrollable surprise. The excitement gained and lost a bit of the usual stability, and even dazed.

   "Hey, I see...Thank you, Department Head!"

   Kazuya put down the microphone with trembling hands, looked at a group of curious students, and said as calmly as possible:

   "The head of the department told me that there are big people above who want to see me and let me go to the Wanfu Hotel in the central area tomorrow."

   Everyone was stunned, and then cheered, "Senior, you did it!" "It's great!" "Senior, you are going to the headquarters!"

   "It's too early to say this!" He also didn't want to be made too flamboyant by them, and said solemnly: "All work first."

  The news made each of them motivated. The class leader is about to stand out. He is only in his thirties and still so young!

   They are really happy for the section head. Their company implements a "7-11" work system, with only a few days off a year. Usually, they work seven days a week, from 7:00 a.m. to 11:00 p.m.

  The long-term relationship over the years, especially the old members, have a special kind of brotherly affection between each other.

   This is a feeling that belongs to men. They know each other better than their family members.

   At 6 o'clock in the evening, most of the sales that went out came back, and only a few of them could continue to socialize at night.

   On this night, Kazuya and the others were busy again until eleven o'clock before they got off work.

   A group of middle-aged or young men left the company dragging their exhausted bodies, walking shoulder-to-shoulder on the streets of Jianggu District on a rainy night with neon lights, happily humming songs of masculine ambition.

   Then, they walked into an izakaya that they frequented along the street, chatted and laughed, had a few drinks, and ate supper.

   It was almost twelve o'clock, and a few people had to go to the custom shop they often go to. I heard that there were a few new girls.

   But He didn't go either, he was not in his twenties, he no longer had enough physical strength at that time, and he couldn't work hard for a day even if he stayed up all night. He is tired, he has an important meeting tomorrow, and he has a wife and children at home.

  After saying goodbye to the classmates, Kazuya braved the night rain, carrying a briefcase, and hurriedly caught the tram home.

   When he got home, it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

   Ten years of hard work allowed him to provide a fairly spacious two-bedroom, one-bedroom apartment. This is Jianggu District, where every inch of land is expensive.

   "I'm back..." He also said softly when he took off his shoes on the porch, but no one responded to him.

   His wife and nearly five-year-old son both fell asleep. It was almost the same for the past six years after getting married. He went to get off work, went to work and went to get off work... The time he could spend with his family might not add up to a day.

   Kazuya breathed a tired breath, walked through the small living room, and put down his briefcase on the sofa.

   As he loosened his tie, he walked to the master bedroom. Sure enough, he saw that his wife was fast asleep on the bed. He opened the wardrobe to find a set of clothes to take a bath and change before going to bed, but when he opened the wardrobe, he was shocked.

   "Sookie..." Kazuya murmured, there were rows of new clothes in the closet, and the price of each piece would not be low.

   He looked at his sleeping wife over there and patted his forehead helplessly.

   With his salary, it’s hard to bear…

   It's just that he knows that Shuzi also has her pressure. While she has to take good care of the child, she also has to participate in the company's wives' social circle. If she loses face, he will lose face... and she is beautiful, he will be looked up to.

  Sookie is his college classmate, and he knows who she is.

   But we agreed to buy a videophone this year, so when can I buy it…

   "Yes, I will buy it soon." Kazuya cheered himself up again, he has been appreciated by the headquarters.

  Tomorrow, maybe tomorrow, he will get a new appointment to the headquarters!

  …

  The lobby of Wanfu Hotel is bright and spacious, and the high circular dome makes it seem like a grand theatre.

   Kazuya was wearing a straight black formal suit today, his black leather shoes were shiny, and the golden buttons on the new black briefcase he was carrying were also shiny, his beard was clean-shaven, and his hair was combed with hairspray.

   He is quite tall, with a mature and energetic face.

   This is the first time in five years that he has not been at work. He was still at work on the day his child was born. The last time he missed work was because he fell ill.

   He walks here without the slightest violation.

  The chairs and sofas in the lobby are full of high-end guests, including ladies in printed kimonos, avant-garde artists and stars.

   They are decorated in various ways, and their hair is dyed in various bright colors, which only makes people feel fashionable.

   They talk and laugh, but they don't seem noisy, they just make people feel that the place is full of energy.

   Kazuya walked steadily, and an assistant who had been waiting for him took the elevator to a VIP reception room on the upper floor.

   "You are here, please take a seat. I heard that you have a strong working ability and a hard-working, bright mind."

   There was only a young woman in her early twenties in the luxurious reception room. Just now, on the way, the assistant told him that this was the daughter of the Gasboy Group, Sophia Amick.

   "Miss Amick, you are too good." Kazuya said modestly, and sat down on a small sofa in the middle of the reception room.

   The situation in front of him was completely unexpected, and the preparations last night seemed to be useless...

   How could it be Miss Amick?

   She has beautiful and fluffy blonde long hair, and she is wearing a hollow silver dress. She has a noble temperament, which makes him dare not look at her too much.

   "I hope you won't let me down."

  Sophia walked to the small sofa from the floor-to-ceiling panoramic window, put down the glass of red wine she had just drank on the bar, and while looking at Kazuya's obviously puzzled face, she slowly circled behind the small sofa and stood behind Kazuya.

   "I heard that you have extraordinary talent, so I'll see if that's the case."

  Sofia suddenly raised her hands and covered Kazuya's head. Suddenly, countless entangled blood threads were released from both palms, and quickly pierced through Kazuya's scalp from between Kazuya's black hair.

  The blood thread directly penetrates the brain and connects those cortical cranial nerves.

   "Miss Amick..."

   Kazuya's surprised words hadn't been uttered, and in the sudden fear, the muscles of his face twitched violently, and the briefcase in his hand suddenly fell on the bright marble floor.

   His eyes were wide open, and he felt that his mind was full of various thoughts, constantly twisting and deforming...

  Blood Eater Occupational Department, Class J Program: Brain Slave Gathering

   Sophia's eyes narrowed slightly, and she built a long-term connection with this brain slave.

   Brain slaves gather energy, blood eaters keep a controllable number of brain slaves, and get their offerings continuously.

   Brain slave's brain is constantly running, constantly generating computing power, continuously improving the host's program 24 hours a day, and giving the host better and faster mental recovery, personality recovery, and so on.

   Brain slaves are consumables, just like a memory and a graphics card.

   After using it for a period of time, the computing power will gradually decrease. When the consumption reaches the end, the brain slave will die suddenly.

   But no matter how the brain slave is, whether it is life or death, attacked or crazy, it will not affect the host in the slightest.

  The host can also change the brain slave at any time, and as the level rises, the number of brain slaves that can be controlled will increase; and more brain power will improve the host faster. It's a good cycle.

   "Not bad, really good..."

   Just when Kazuya let out a muffled scream and the veins on his face were about to burst open, Sophia suddenly laughed.

   This Santo securities clerk is really good, his head should be fine for a year and a half.

   Including this new one, she now has five brain slaves, and they can quickly become a three-programmer just by relying on their energy gathering.

   In comparison, Elizabeth has really become a special handicap person, a hero class? Redemption?

   You still have to spend time and effort, others thank you, can you get the energy of others?

  Redemption is a **** program compared to Brain Slave Gathering.

   Moreover, redemption is Q-level, and brain slave gathering is only J-level.

  Sophia's Q-level program "Call Brain Slave" has not been used yet.

  What about the overdrive gear, the hero is simply a garbage profession compared to the blood eater.

  …

  The night rain fell on Jianggu District again, and it was erratic, and the old lamps in the apartment aisle gave off a faint glow.

   "Husband, you're back!"

  Today was also a stressful day for Sookie. She didn't go out and stayed at home.

  She knew in the morning that her husband was called by someone above to meet him in the central area. She didn't know how many wives calling, gossip and congratulations, all said that He would either be transferred to the headquarters or promoted to deputy counselor.

   But it seems that my husband came back a little early, not even eight o'clock in the evening...

   Kazuya took off his leather shoes and put down his briefcase, his face was expressionless, and his appearance seemed to be different.

  Shouko frowned slightly, did things not go well? What's going on here…

   "You've bought too many clothes." Kazuya said bluntly, clearly talking, but like a walking corpse, "We can't afford it."

   "I'm sorry..." Shuzi responded in a low voice.

   "Dad!" At this time, Jiang Tai ran out of the living room upon hearing the sound, and said happily, "You got off work so early today?"

  Children don't know that leaving get off work early today is probably a bad thing.

  Although I don’t get along much in normal times, I am very enthusiastic when I get along with my children, and I never lose my temper, good or bad.

   But now, Kazuya walked straight past with weary footsteps, without even looking at his son, he just murmured:

   "Read well, work hard, move towards your goals, and keep going."

   Shuzi had to pull Jiang Tai to her arms and whispered, "Your father is too tired from work, let him rest for a while."

   It seems that there is no hope for transfer or promotion.

   "Oh." Will be too vague, "Mom, when are we going to play with Grandpa, I want to eat his croquette."

   "In a few days, when your father is free..."

  Sookie's voice softened, and her heart ached as she watched her husband turn around and walk into the living room.

   Things are not good. She doesn't want to make her husband angry anymore. He actually doesn't like going back to Kabukicho.

  He, Kitano Kazuya, is not Yakuza, but a college student, an office worker, a middle class, and the head of Kitano.

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   The 7-11 working system is a working system implemented by many companies in Tokyo, especially securities companies, during the economic bubble of the 1980s and 1990s. The husband is responsible for working hard, and the wife is responsible for taking care of the children and desperately buying and buying. There are not many ecological adaptations. In the golden age of cyberpunk, Tokyo was hailed as the place to be the most competitive and standard-setting presence. Everyone knows what happened later, low birth rate and piles of abandoned houses.

   (end of this chapter)