The Psychic Resurrection: Riding the Mirage

When he arrived at the Rongguang Enterprise factory, Mike finally saw his child.

As expected, the child also became strangely dull and numb.

Mike wanted to pull him away, but the child refused, and emphasized: "My current identity is the manager of the publicity department. Please address me by my title and don't call me by my name."

"Okay manager, can you come with me?" Mike asked patiently.

"No, it's not time to get off work yet!" the manager said seriously.

Mike's anger surged and he was about to reprimand, but his wife and children took him to visit the factory.

"The first is the R\u0026D department. Our company has always insisted on eliminating animal testing in the R\u0026D process, but don't worry, our products have absolutely no safety hazards."

"The lack of relevant animal experiments does not mean that there is no way to ensure product safety. The methods adopted by Rongguang Enterprises are very simple, but they only require the cooperation of the human resources department."

Mike shivered inexplicably.

"Next is our production workshop. Rongguang Enterprise abandoned modern equipment and adopted a completely hand-made process, which is green and natural with no additives."

"This not only saves equipment costs, but also greatly increases the workload of employees, so that every employee will not have nothing to do."

Mike wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Then there is the product packaging department. The products produced are packaged by the employees here. We only produce one kind of product - Fu Bao Candy!"

Blessing candy? The name sounds like it's not bad, but Mike feels that anything that appears in this city is probably problematic!

Sure enough, his child...oh no, it was the manager, who continued to introduce:

"Fu Bao Candy is the best product produced under the core concept of people-oriented!"

"This candy can help users stay energetic at night and continue to participate in night work seriously and diligently."

“In this way, the effective working time of each employee is greatly increased!”

"In fact, Rongguang Enterprise requires each of its employees to purchase and take Fu Bao candy at their own expense to achieve the true 007 Fu Bao!"

Mike's whole body was numb. What kind of advanced enterprise model of "self-produced, self-sold, self-purchased" is this?

Evil capitalist!

But something even more shocking is yet to come.

“The income generated by employees’ purchases of Fubao candies can just offset part of the production costs of the candies.”

"In addition, employees have to pay a meal fee every month to achieve the achievement of 'paying to work' and solve the employment problem."

It’s so crazy!

Mike just had one thought, run away!

He grabbed his wife and children and walked out, but his wife and children not only refused to leave, but also stuffed candy into his mouth.

Mike was very annoyed. In fact, he had vaguely realized that the two people in front of him seemed to be just monsters in human skin.

But...he was unwilling to give up until the last moment.

During the dispute, a circle of people was already standing nearby.

They were all employees of Rongguang Enterprise and were attracted by the noisy family of three.

Everyone was staring directly at Mike, as if they were watching a stranger.

An ominous premonition suddenly came to mind.

Mike finally couldn't bear the pressure, pushed aside the crowd and ran away.

But no matter where he went, as long as he was in this city, he would always see those homogeneous faces, and their eyes would always be staring at him.

With fear deep in his bones, he drove around the city, but to his horror, he discovered that there was no way out of the city!

"What on earth is going on?" Mike panicked and stepped on the accelerator. At the same time, he took out his mobile phone and called the police.

Can't get through at all.

Shet!

After several attempts, Mike figured out a pattern. The mobile phone could only be used for communication within the City of Glory. It was possible to call his wife and children, but he could not communicate with the outside world.

Mike didn't dare to stop and looked around for an exit.

Finally, the car ran out of fuel and broke down.

The car happened to stop at the door of the church. Mike was stunned for a moment and suddenly trembled all over.

This church seemed like the scene from his nightmare last night!

"sinner!"

A call came out from the church, and the dense mist wrapped around Mike. As if he had lost his mind, he walked towards the church with his legs up.

The statue of God on the dome of the church exuded a holy light. For a moment, Mike felt that he had seen through the world of mortals and gained the ultimate peace of mind.

He was about to kneel down and repent for the mistakes he had made in his life.

Suddenly, a biting cold wind blew by, and cold snowflakes fell on Mike's face, instantly waking him up.

I looked up and wished I wasn't awake!

As the cold wind blew, the holy light surrounding the statue gradually faded away, revealing... the blasphemy hidden under the light.

Where are the idols?

It was clearly a demonic statue that looked like a rotting corpse!

The statue bared its teeth and looked ferocious, with bulging veins all over its body and covered with deformed protrusions like dense herpes.

On these protrusions, there are countless rotten chrysanthemum-shaped tubes of different sizes, like flesh fistulas, spraying a thin mist outwards!

The layers of mist pile up and become thick fog.

The thick fog shrouding the City of Glory seems to have come from this.

The wind and snow in the church gradually became stronger, and more and more fog was sprayed out by the statue.

It was as if two unknown forces were fighting against each other. Sometimes Mike saw the holy statue, and sometimes he saw the blasphemous golem.

His consciousness fell into a state of confusion. The corners of his mouth slowly curled up, revealing a standard smile, exactly the same as those pedestrians on the streets of the City of Glory.

"Wake up, don't run!"

The sudden low voice sounded like thunder in his ears.

Mike woke up again and subconsciously turned around and rushed out of the church.

But his hands and feet were weak, and he couldn't move fast at all. He was dawdling, like an old man with osteoporosis.

A cold hand suddenly grabbed the back of his collar.

Then, Mike floated up as if he was stepping on clouds.

He turned his head slightly and saw Hu Jiu.

"Is it you? Are you the superman from the East!"

I don't know what he was thinking about. His voice was weak, but mixed with a bit of excitement that was hard to hide.

"Yes, yes, I am Superman." Hu Jiu perfunctorily said, dragging Mike to a corner on the edge of the city.

Outside the city was thick fog, Hu Jiu put Mike down and said bluntly: "Tell me, what did you encounter?"

In fact, Mike really wanted to ask if he could let the spider cockroach bite him and turn him into Cockroach Man Spider-Man, but he still gave priority to answering Hu Jiu's question.