How Do We Play If This Boss Isn't Nerfed?

The risk was immense.

But the reward was also incalculable.

Lin Ye’s mind raced, weighing all the pros and cons.

But in Hu Hai’s eyes, all he saw was a teenager dazed by a sudden, incredible surprise.

A look of stunned disbelief first appeared on Lin Ye’s face, as if he’d been shown an unexpected favor. That disbelief quickly melted into irrepressible excitement and longing.

"But... Mr. Hu, I, I’m still just a martial arts student, not even an official Martial Artist..."

Seeing his reaction, the smile on Hu Hai’s face seemed to grow a little more genuine.

He waved his hand and chuckled lightly.

"We’re not asking you to go to the front lines, kill hostile species, and save the world."

"You just need to be a Martial Artist."

"Of course, you’ll still have to go through our interview. The head of the security department will be the one to discuss the specific details and nature of the work with you."

He leaned forward slightly, fingers interlaced on the desk, and stared directly at Lin Ye as he asked the final question.

"If you’re interested, I can let them know for you right now."

At that moment, the air in the office seemed to thicken.

But Lin Ye gave nothing away. The next second, his voice rang out, loud and clear, as he replied instantly.

"I... I want to give it a try!"

"Thank you so much!"

At this reaction, the smile on Hu Hai’s face faltered for a split second.

The cold, scrutinizing glint deep in his eyes, which had never quite faded, finally receded.

’In his mind, a person who truly harbored ulterior motives and was here to investigate the company would have met his invitation with wariness and suspicion as their first reaction.’

’Even the best actor would show a hint of guardedness.’

’He’d sized up countless people; he was confident he could spot such a subtle emotion.’

’But the student before him displayed only the wide-eyed innocence and foolishness befitting a high schooler his age.’

’Maybe I really am overthinking things?’

’Maybe his sister really did resign just because of a family crisis.’

’And this kid is just an ordinary high school student who’s desperate for money and happens to have some talent for martial arts.’

「Half an hour later.」

「Dawn Creatures Security Department, Conference Room.」

A tall, middle-aged man with a resolute face, dressed in a black combat uniform, walked in.

The moment he appeared, an aura as solid as iron enveloped the entire room.

Lin Ye’s Spiritual Power keenly detected the fluctuations of Qi and Blood emanating from him.

This was a Vein Opening Realm Martial Artist.

A line of text floated clearly above the man’s head.

[Level 19]

’Only one level higher than me.’

"Hello, everyone."

The man’s gaze was electric, sweeping over everyone present. His voice was deep and powerful.

"I am Wu Weiping, the head of the Dawn Creatures Security Department."

Lin Ye felt a little more at ease.

’The head of security is only Level 19. That means the strongest people in the entire department are probably around this level.’

’A Level 19 is formidable, but at my current strength, I’m not completely outmatched.’

’At the very least, if push came to shove, I should be able to protect myself.’

Wu Weiping looked toward Lin Ye, offering the same professional smile.

"Don’t be nervous, kid."

"You got here just in time for a group interview."

Wu Weiping then walked up to the small lectern at the front of the conference room and turned on the wall-mounted projector.

"Before we officially begin the interview, I’d like to tell you all a little about our company, Dawn Creatures."

"And what kind of work you’ll be doing if you’re successfully hired."

"Employment is a two-way street. During this process, if you find that the job description, compensation, or any other aspect doesn’t meet your expectations, you are free to leave at any time. We won’t force anyone to stay."

Wu Weiping then began his presentation.

A meticulously prepared presentation began to play on the screen.

The company’s glorious history, its substantial financial backing, its outstanding achievements in the field of genetic optimization...

This information was largely the same as what Lin Ye had learned from his sister—all just glossy, public-facing corporate propaganda.

Lin Ye lowered his head, appearing to be listening intently.

An imperceptible wave had been silently suffusing the air ever since he stepped into the conference room.

It was a wave he was all too familiar with.

’It’s the toxicity and radiation continuously emitted by high-concentration Source Crystals!’

’This conference room is nothing more than an elaborate screening ground!’

’The so-called presentation is just a front.’

’The real interview began the moment we stepped through that door.’

’What they’re really testing is our resistance to the Source Crystals.’

Time ticked by, second by second.

Five minutes later, the face of the young man sitting diagonally across from Lin Ye began to pale. Fine beads of cold sweat broke out on his temples, and his breathing grew shallow and rapid.

Ten minutes in, another young man with a buzz cut knitted his brows tightly. He shifted restlessly in his chair, as if countless ants were crawling under his skin.

"GACK..."

The buzz-cut youth suddenly covered his mouth, letting out a suppressed dry heave.

His face flushed crimson and the veins on his neck bulged as he shot up from his chair.

"S-Sorry..."

He squeezed out a few mumbled words, all etiquette forgotten. He spun around and bolted for the door, presumably in search of a restroom.

Wu Weiping’s presentation didn’t pause for a second. He didn’t even bat an eye, as if he had fully expected this to happen.

A few more minutes passed.

The young woman’s body began to tremble slightly. She bit down hard on her lower lip, which had already lost all its color.