Chapter 28
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**You Are Too Ruthless**
Li Xin: "???"
Hao Jingye and Song Linwei: "..."
Could this truly coerce Li Xin?
As soon as the thought crossed their minds, Li Xin shouted, "You are too ruthless!!"
This woman had indeed pinpointed his vulnerability.
Clearly, this threat struck a nerve.
To handle someone with a hero complex, one must employ tactics that play into their fantasies. Curses and threats of misfortune wouldn’t faze him; Li Xin might not even bat an eye.
For someone who aspires to be a "superhero" like "Iron Man," losing face is the ultimate disgrace.
Sheng An appeared composed, tilting her head slightly: "Are you going to sign or not?"
Li Xin's face shifted through a spectrum of colors, from green to pale white.
In the end, he clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and spat out a single word: "Sign!"
The agreement was finalized, in duplicate.
Li Xin was on the verge of signing when he suddenly frowned and eyed Sheng An suspiciously: "You didn’t set this trap on purpose to catch me, did you? Did you know I would destroy the equipment beforehand?"
Hao Jingye: You finally figured it out.
Song Linwei: This kid’s brain still works.
Sheng An blinked innocently: "How could that be? Didn’t you destroy the equipment yourself? How could I have calculated that? You're overthinking."
"Really?"
"Really." Sheng An spread her hands, maintaining an innocent demeanor.
Li Xin snorted, raising his chin: "Well, I'm not that easy to trap."
With that, he signed his labor contract with a flourish.
Seeing this, Sheng An's lips curled into a satisfied smile.
This hero complex patient was clearly not easy to tame. It was impossible to always threaten him.
He wouldn’t heed anything else either.
It was better to set a trap first and let him fall into it.
He must think it’s only three months, and he can endure it.
But once he's on this ship, he shouldn’t think about getting off.
She had kept watch all night last night; how could she not know that his patience was exhausted?
Sheng An satisfactorily put away the agreement, which meant that their department had one more person.
—Although he was a hero complex patient and a minor metal ability user, he had some abilities after all.
Li Xin sat on the chair, crossing his legs, full of pride, "Tell me, what do you want me to do? Let me be clear, my abilities are super strong. If it’s just trivial matters, don’t bother me. It’s not challenging."
His face was full of arrogance, as if waiting for people to beg him.
Sheng An couldn’t be bothered with him and just replied, "We’ll talk about your matters later."
After saying that, she looked at Song Linwei.
Song Linwei looked back at her, puzzled.
Sheng An: "Now, let’s talk about the conditions for Mr. Song to join us."
Song Linwei was taken aback.
Li Xin: "?"
He looked confused: "What do you mean? You want my uncle to join the Special Affairs Department?"
Sheng An tapped her fingers on the table, speaking casually: "Yes, I am inviting Mr. Song to join our Doomsday Special Affairs Department and become a member of Team B."
She seemed unaware of the bomb she had just dropped.
Even Hao Jingye was a bit surprised.
Song Linwei was stunned for a long while before he said, "I’m not an aberrant, I don’t have special abilities, and I’m not a reborn."
Sheng An shook her head, looking at him seriously:
"The Doomsday Special Affairs Department is meant to gather aberrants, but the goal is to fight the doomsday. Of course, we need more than just aberrants; we also need people who can contribute.
"You are a smart person. Your flexible mind is your greatest strength. The value of reborn lies in their memories. Ability users are still rare now, but once the doomsday arrives, there will be many.
"But smart people like you are few and far between. You are one of them."
Sheng An didn’t know the origins of these "aberrants," but those she had encountered so far were all peculiar, each with a strong personality. Putting them together would inevitably cause frequent problems.
Moreover, without a good mind, abilities can’t be fully utilized.
She needed smart people to help them maximize their value.
Hao Jingye was one, and Song Linwei was another.
Song Linwei fell silent.
Li Xin’s expression was very strange.
He leaned forward, unable to help but interject: "Hey, don’t think that by recruiting my uncle, I’ll join you."
Sheng An looked at him expressionlessly: "Oh, I never intended for you to join. You are just a contract worker. Your uncle is the formal talent I want."
So, young man, be quiet, okay?
Li Xin: "???"
—He was plunged into an existential crisis.
Was the invitation to his uncle really not to recruit him?
Was he really that worthless?!
Sheng An looked at Song Linwei again, her gaze focused: "So, Mr. Song, are you willing to join us?"
Song Linwei’s expression was dazed.
Sheng An obviously valued him highly, not because of his nephew.
He could sense all this. He just hadn’t expected that with the doomsday approaching, he could still be valued...
This feeling was very complex.
In fact, when he learned about the impending doomsday and the future abundance of ability users, he was very anxious.
He wondered if he would be worthless without abilities.
Now, Sheng An was telling him—
Even without abilities, he was still valuable.
This kind of recognition was rare and very touching.
Willing?
There was nothing to hesitate about.
Not just because of Sheng An’s trust, but what is the Doomsday Special Affairs Department? It’s a high-level department specially established by the state, directly under the highest authority, and one of the core places after the doomsday.
Once the doomsday arrives and the state fights against it, following the state’s lead is the best way to survive.
—This was the best choice.
Moreover, this special department, fighting on the front lines against the doomsday with someone like Sheng An, wasn’t that exciting?
Song Linwei’s breathing quickened, his voice hoarse: "Alright, I’ll join."
Sheng An smiled and extended her hand: "Welcome, my teammate."
Song Linwei also extended his hand, shaking Sheng An’s, his voice soft: "Thank you, Captain Sheng."
Their hands clasped in mid-air, carrying an inexplicable sense of ceremony.
Li Xin was already dumbfounded.
This self-proclaimed "child of destiny" superhero was completely bewildered.
So, he, the "Iron Man," was not even as good as his ordinary uncle?
His uncle was a formal member with a permanent position, while he was just a contract worker?
Holding that three-month contract, Li Xin had never felt so lost.
What about Iron Man?
What about the superhero who saves the world?
Why was it so different from what he imagined??
Sheng An said to Song Linwei: "How about arranging jobs for your parents and sister and brother-in-law? Consider it a benefit for you joining us."
She smiled meaningfully.
Song Linwei was stunned again.
Then, meeting Sheng An’s gaze, he suddenly understood.
Song Linwei smiled: "Alright."
—This was a benefit for him, but not just for him.
With a few words, his grandparents, parents, and uncle all had "jobs" in the post-apocalyptic world, and it was clear they were all formal employees.
Only Li Xin, the "Iron Man," was holding a three-month contract, sitting foolishly beside them.
He couldn’t help but feel anxious and asked, "What about me? What do I do?"
Sheng An finally looked at him, smiling slightly: "First, attend classes."
Li Xin: "!"
—What the heck?
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