Enforcer Manual
Chapter 730 - 728: Slave_1

Chapter 730: Chapter 728: Slave_1

The meeting that day concluded hastily, with each councilor busy to the point of distraction with the affairs of their own companies.

They were well aware that the wealth and resources accumulated in their hands were the capital that would allow them to secure a place for themselves in the new era.

For those company employees who were disobedient, they adopted both carrot and stick approaches, threatening and tempting them; they could not allow these employees to come together. At such times, the biopharmaceutical company’s technology proved its worth. The "guards" were always able to loyally execute all the orders they received, without needing rest, and without bargaining with them.

It was just unfortunate that their cognitive abilities were decidedly limited, and they were unsuited for jobs that required thought and delicate manipulation.

All they could do was pick up those who were sleeping or slacking off and forcibly send them back to their posts.

For a time, The First Region was filled with complaints and grievances.

Because according to company regulations, every employee had the right to rest, and each of them had also accumulated vacation time. But now, let alone taking a vacation, even nodding off when tired had become prohibited. If they fell asleep at their desks, they would immediately be awakened by the "guards" with brute force.

Facing those "door gods" who were as huge as hills, they harbored no thoughts of resistance and could only reluctantly return to their workstations under their watch, like prisoners.

This feeling was growing stronger and stronger.

When the carrot approach failed, the company managers revealed their true colors. They were all slaves to the company, with no freedom to speak of.

Watching those employees who had temporarily returned to their stations, the high-level councilors finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This was the importance of controlling force. If they couldn’t persuade the other party, they would use force to make them submit—whether externally or internally, this had always been their strategy.

Meanwhile, Lu Xiang also witnessed all this happening.

Across from Galaxy Transport Company was one of the high-level councilors’ subsidiaries. Not long ago, a team of "guards" had entered the company. They split into two groups; one drove everyone out of the rest room, occupying the floor where the restrooms were located, and forbidding anyone to enter.

The other group guarded the employees’ offices. Now, even going out for fieldwork or using the restroom required approval from the "guards." Anyone who attempted to break through or resist was mercilessly knocked to the ground by the "guards."

Facing these humanoid weapons, even those who had cybernetic prosthetics had to take a good while to get up after being hit with a punch.

"What do you plan to do next?"

Lu Xiang couldn’t help but worry. She knew that the company across the street was a microcosm of The First Region. Resentment and conflicts had already arisen, and with her experience, if these conflicts continued to fester, they would inevitably escalate into an uprising, a bloody event.

Without external intervention, it would be an act tantamount to suicide.

The corporate power holders were not afraid of employee revolts at all. A single squad of "guards" could easily suppress a company. In line with their usual practices, they would execute those who led the resistance and imprint the seed of fear deep within everyone’s heart.

"At least for now they have broken free from the obedience index."

He didn’t know who exactly had invented the obedience index, but for the corporate power holders, it was undoubtedly one of the most historically significant inventions of the century as it, for a time, made the workers overlook their plight and willingly accept a series of inequitable treaties with the company, even taking pride in it.

Even those whose value had been wrung dry and who were ultimately kicked out by the company did not harbor resentment for their treatment.

The United Government had taken decades to change their thinking, turning them into resources controlled by the company with various data-driven metrics. But now, a crack had appeared in this solid rule.

"And after that?"

Lu Xiang couldn’t help but worry about their future. She was very aware that the higher-ups would be glad for them to resort to violent measures, giving them ample reason to suppress their actions. Afterwards, through extensive media propaganda, they would place the blame on the instigators, labeling them as undercover agents of the Rebel Army or spies sent by the Neutral Country.

Soon enough, people would fill the vacated positions.

Despite the disdain for "corporate dogs" online, countless people aspire to become one, dedicating their lives to the company.

Lu Xiang did not know if Song Lan had thought about these things.

Merely freeing people from the obedience index would only lead them into more dangerous predicaments.

"Not all acts of rebellion need to be carried out through force."

If his ultimate goal was to eliminate all the high-level councilors, there was no need for these wage workers to help instigate a corporate war.

Nowadays, everyone’s jobs are so busy, even the high-level councilors.

It’s entirely possible that they could meet the same fate as the late Secretary-General, accidentally falling in the office or on the way home, succumbing to an accidental death.

"Old Lu, do you really think I’m just sitting here basking in the Sun?"

"Aren’t you?"

"I won’t deny it," Song Lan admitted openly, "but while basking in the sun, I unavoidably witnessed what was happening at the opposing company, those ’guards’ they sent continuously watched over them like taskmasters."

Bioweapons are far more loyal to the company than machines; they are never influenced by other forms of thinking.

But Song Lan found that there were reasons for this.

Because the "guards" are brainless, they act like pre-set programs, faithfully executing the orders given to them.

If they were truly that useful, then the company would have directly replaced the clerks’ work with them, rather than having them act as overseers.

"This proves that they are fundamentally incapable of performing high-precision or any thought-required tasks; the company still needs them to be at their posts."

"Of course, when the biopharmaceutical companies were researching them, what they wanted was humanoid weapons that would never betray."

They even deliberately removed the guards’ ability to think because the researchers clearly understood that thought is the most dangerous thing.

"This means they can’t assess the employees’ work efficiency, they can only ensure that each one of them is sitting at their desks not asleep, and they equally cannot comprehend how to differentiate between slacking off and idling."

What he spoke of could only be done by those capable of autonomous thought.

"Sitting in front of a desk doesn’t mean they’re actually working hard."

In terms of idling, Song Lan felt he had more authority to speak than anyone else.

He had always been practicing various idling techniques; let alone a bunch of brainless "guards," even when the former logistics department head or Lu Xiang were in front of him, he could deceive their eyes with a series of subterfuges.

"You..."

Lu Xiang looked at Song Lan in amazement; she also almost immediately recalled the various behaviors of Song Lan while at his post, "Did you plan this from the beginning?"

Still without any bloodshed, but capable of causing the company to suffer immense losses in a short period.

It made her wonder.

The truly fearsome enemy to the company might not be the Rebel Army, but perhaps the slackers.

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