Zongman: Hong Kong's black ceiling but autistic, what should I do?

Z9999 tossed and turned in bed.

"What does Chuuya want? Well... it will cost a lot... the price... I got it!"

Z9999 sat up suddenly in bed.

As long as the experimental subjects of Project Z complete their homework and assessments according to the schedule every day, they will have food and shelter. Although they won't have more, they won't be worse either.

Therefore, for the experimental subjects of Project Z, the biggest price they can pay in the experimental base at present is to be locked up in a small dark room for violating the regulations.

So if giving an apology gift to Chuuya Nakahara requires a huge price, Z9999 thought that perhaps he would need to break the rules in order to find that "gift".

General violations of the rules refer to not acting according to the schedule and fighting between experimental subjects, but these cannot lead to any "gifts". If you want to find "gifts", you may need to go to the forbidden area of ​​Project Z - an area that is isolated and strictly prohibited for experimental subjects to enter.

Z9999 grew up here, so he naturally knew where the forbidden area was. However, the forbidden area had a heavy electronic iron gate, and only researchers with identity cards could enter.

Z9999 stood in front of the electronic iron gate and wandered around, trying to find a way to sneak in.

Suddenly, two footsteps approached.

Z9999 immediately dodged to the corner and used the shadow to cover her petite body.

"I haven't found the gift yet, so I must not be discovered now."

"...Is this true?!"

The sound of conversation slowly approached along with the footsteps, and Z9999 held his breath.

"Really? In the four years I've been here, this is the first time I've heard of a test subject wanting another test subject! Let me think, oh yes, it's that test subject nanny."

The voice sounded familiar, and Z9999's mind flashed with the image of the researcher who took Z0001 to fulfill his wish every day after the assessment results were announced.

"Experimental subject babysitter?"

The voice was very young and very unfamiliar.

"Ah, that's the Z9999. It's the one that brings us new stuff every time, so we call it the babysitter, hahaha!"

When Z9999 heard his name, he immediately pricked up his ears.

"So today's wish Z0001 wants Z9999? Senior, will this wish come true?" asked the young voice.

"Of course not. What are you thinking? Even if it is only ranked 9999, no one can touch it before it matures. What's more, it is a special one."

"special?"

"Yeah, I don't know what's wrong with Z9999. It has been matured for four years, but there is no sign of superpowers. If the instrument didn't show that its superpower level is very high, it would have been the same as this bunch of trash."

After the familiar voice finished speaking, the sound of a plastic bag was heard.

Z9999 carefully poked one eye open, and sure enough, he saw a familiar researcher and a researcher he had never seen before standing in front of the electronic iron gate. There was a black plastic bag at their feet. The sound just now should be the sound of the researcher kicking the plastic bag.

The familiar researcher was in front of the electronic iron door, undergoing multiple verifications and unlocking it, but the conversation between the two continued.

"Senior, in that case, Z0001's wish would not have come true, right?"

A familiar voice snorted.

"You are too naive. Do you really think you can help these test subjects realize their wishes? Do they deserve it? Have you seen the boxes of cat dolls in the storage room?"

"I've seen it. It's like a mountain of dolls. I wonder why there are such cute dolls here."

"People above say wishes are out of humanitarianism, but in fact they are paid to make money from the base budget!"

"Ah?" The young researcher looked confused.

The familiar researcher carefully glanced around and confirmed that there was no one around before moving closer to the young researcher and whispering:

"Someone saw with their own eyes that a textile factory owner gave a gift to the higher-ups, and the next day the instructions for this humanitarian wish were distributed along with several large boxes of dolls.

Although it is a wish, the budget is limited. Where would we get enough money to satisfy this and that?

So the above implies that we should give the doll to the subject as a wish. No matter what wish Z0001 makes, we should put the doll in the subject's hand as a wish, then take a photo to keep humanitarian evidence, and this step will be over.

If the base's affairs are made public, the photos can also reduce some of the public opinion."

"So casual? They are so pitiful."

"Why pity me? You're a newcomer, so you shouldn't be too sympathetic. Do you still remember what Project Z is about?"

"I remember."

"These test subjects were originally abducted from all over the country for the supernatural project. We put supernatural ripening agents in their meals and in the air purifiers in each test subject's room, and use instruments to test the maturity of the test subjects' supernatural powers every day.

The daily assessment is to monitor whether the experimental subjects show signs of superpowers. Those who show signs of superpowers will be ranked higher, and those who have not shown signs of superpowers will be ranked lower. The one ranked Z0001 has fully shown signs of superpowers, and we will take it to the formal superpower stimulation stage.

However, the survival rate of the superpower-stimulating potion is less than 1%, so basically these experimental subjects are doomed to die when they reach the superpower-stimulating stage.

Fortunately, even if these experimental subjects died, because of the long-term intake of supernatural ripening agents and injections of supernatural stimulating drugs, their bodies also have the effects of supernatural ripening and stimulation, and they can also play the last bit of value of these wastes after death. "

At this point, the familiar researcher kicked the plastic bag at his feet and continued:

"Do you understand? We're all going to die anyway. Instead of spending so much energy and resources on a dead person, why not just give us a raise?"

"But..." The young researcher seemed to want to say something.

"Okay, the door is open, come on in, throw out the trash and you'll be off work."

"Ah, yes!"

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