Chapter 9, The Lifeline in the Abyss

Thor pointed to the Chinese man by the door and introduced him, saying: "You can call him 'Poison'. He is here to conduct business this time, and the nature of the business is as follows: two young individuals of some standing have had a conflict, one of whom has suffered a loss. The victim is unwilling to report it to the police, but the word 'tolerance' has never existed in his dictionary. Therefore, his father has come forward to hire us, and he demands that we find a way to ruin the reputation of the perpetrator's father."

The doctor glanced at Tor and the Akaredo by the door, gently shaking his head: "Your medical expenses have already been paid, but I believe that continuing treatment may incur significant costs. I suggest that you take some time to recuperate and then be discharged. For further treatment plans, I need to discuss them with your family..."

Thor nodded slightly: "This request is indeed peculiar, but for us, it is merely a routine business matter. The entanglements involved are complex and cannot be explained in just a few words. If you had some background information, you might understand better. However, according to the rules, we are not allowed to investigate the client's situation. As long as the other party makes the payment and presents their demands, we fulfill those demands, and the business is considered completed. Therefore, I can only provide you with this explanation for now..."

The Akaredo at the door suddenly interjected: "You are at your wit's end with the picture book."

Is it about eliminating violence and maintaining order? No, this may just be a case of "rich second generation" or "official second generation" fighting among themselves. Wang Cheng felt a sense of "great shrimp" in his heart, harboring a kind of heroic sentiment of robbing the rich to help the poor, along with a feeling of exhilaration and relief.

This job... haha, it's interesting. To be honest, I feel both delighted and confused about your offer to hire me. The delight comes from the fact that I can afford medical treatment and also access the most cutting-edge medical advancements. However, receiving a salary means I have to work, and I need to know what specific tasks I will be doing. This leaves me quite perplexed. This job seems very dangerous, doesn't it? Will I be living in uncertainty, day by day like a rat? But receiving a salary means I have to work, and I need to know what specific tasks I will be doing. This leaves me quite perplexed. This job seems very dangerous, doesn't it? Will I be living in uncertainty, day by day like a rat?

Wang Cheng vaguely guessed what this so-called "drainage technician" was involved in, but since Tor did not explicitly state it, he found it difficult to feign ignorance. Filled with aspirations for the life of the "handsome and wealthy," he resolutely asked: "Alright, since I have no choice... when shall we sign the contract?"

So I am a talent after all! After so many years, I have finally been recognized as a talent!

Do not screech, do you think I am easy to bully

Thor nodded slightly: "Indeed, the abnormality in your body is something that the vast majority of doctors would consider a form of cancer. However, we are different. Your only way out is to accept our employment; otherwise, your condition could flare up at any moment, and you will forever live in fear and torment from your illness. The enormous medical expenses will also drive you to a dead end. By accepting our employment, you will receive a sufficiently satisfactory salary, and in the process, with our assistance, you can adjust your body. We are not asking you to test drugs; we are hiring you as a 'pipeline cleaner'... By accepting our employment, you will receive a sufficiently satisfactory salary, and in the process, with our assistance, you can adjust your body. We are not asking you to test drugs; we are hiring you as a 'pipeline cleaner'..."

The door was pushed open, and a group of doctors entered to conduct their rounds. One doctor, wearing a look of sympathy, gently said: "Young man, may I ask how to contact your family? We need to discuss your condition with them."

When a prawn needs a good gallbladder, the courage must be substantial, enough to the point of sleeping in a graveyard without fear of ghosts. Wang Cheng believes he is merely an ordinary poor loser, not wishing to escape one abyss only to fall into another trap.

"You need not be confused," Tor smiled gently. "We are a team, and each member is responsible for their specific details. It is my job, as Tor, along with the *Book* Tower, to integrate all of this and merge it into a complete content. As the organizer of the team, I consider myself a businessman, merely a businessman. As a businessman, it is natural to consider risk assessment before any transaction takes place. Our ultimate goal is to make money, not to take risks. What we are engaged in is a special business, and the methods are necessarily unique, which is why we need some exceptional talents—like you.

Wang Cheng listened in confusion: "What kind of business is this... It's a very strange request. It sounds like this could be considered 'drain cleaning'? What exactly is being cleared? Could you please explain it more clearly?"

With a thud, Wang Cheng felt his heart settle back into place, as if a lifeline had been cast down from above the abyss. He gazed at this rope with overwhelming joy, feeling a sense of relief, even experiencing a feeling akin to being reborn. In some mysterious way, this must be his father watching over him and his mother. He fixed his gaze on Thor and asked: "Your laboratory... No, I mean, if I were to undergo examination in your laboratory and it confirmed that I was indeed seriously ill, would you still be willing to hire me? Of course, I can understand why you would hire Miss Jian; she is sharp, capable, and has a unique vision. But I am just a recent university graduate with no particularly relevant work experience. What would you hire me for? No, I mean, if I were to undergo examination in your laboratory and it confirmed that I was indeed seriously ill, would you still be willing to hire me? Of course, I can understand why you would hire Miss Jian; she is sharp, capable, and has a unique vision. But I am just a recent university graduate with no particularly relevant work experience. What would you hire me for? You wouldn't expect me to test drugs for your laboratory, would you?"

Wang Cheng's heartbeat stabilized, and he became calm. He understood that he would either die early and be reborn or face death and then be reborn. If there was even a glimmer of hope, then even a minefield in front of him was worth a try; it was the only option to try! He asked earnestly, "In that case, I need to clarify something. What specific services does this pipeline clearing worker provide—could you be more specific? The more detailed, the better!"

I have always believed that employees are our greatest asset. In our pursuit of qualified employees with special talents, we have expended countless efforts. Therefore, at any cost, it is not worth exchanging the lives of our employees, and nothing is worth defending at the expense of their lives. This point is particularly important—except, of course, for betrayal.

In a state of deep sorrow, Wang Cheng was unaware of what the doctor had said, nor did he know when the doctor had left. After a long while, he noticed Thor's concerned gaze and gently shook his head, saying: "Most doctors would arrive at this diagnosis, but their imagination is too limited, or rather, they are constrained by the medical concepts of the last century."

After joining our team, you do not need to introduce your true profession to others and in the documents. We all have a cover identity for external purposes, such as Akaredo, whose profession is a doctor; for example, I am a professional investor. As for the specific projects you are involved in within the plumbing industry, you need not be confused, as we will provide you with the necessary training

Wang Cheng was very familiar with this set of remarks, and he cautiously sought confirmation: "Will I need to undergo surgery? Will family members need to accompany me? How much money does my family need to prepare?"

The steed, upon encountering an ordinary person, does not whinny, but quietly bows its head to pull the cart. Now, having met a true connoisseur, how can it refrain from neighing a few times?

However, I can make a guess: both young individuals involved in the conflict lead very luxurious lives, and such a lavish lifestyle must surely be funded by their parents' support. The client likely made this peculiar request in an attempt to cut off the perpetrator's financial resources

To be honest, Wang Cheng entered university with such aspirations, but upon entering society, the harsh reality made him realize: he is just an ordinary poor loser, an average commoner. He can only live the miserable life of an ordinary poor loser. ... While others are happy, he stands by clapping ... . ... Suddenly, someone tells him that he is still a talent, that he is ultimately not a nobody, which gives him a sense of exhilaration akin to encountering a patron.