Part-time Boss
Chapter 34 - 34 34 When the Map Ends the Dagger Appears

34: Chapter 34: When the Map Ends, the Dagger Appears 34: Chapter 34: When the Map Ends, the Dagger Appears (Yeah, just hold on for a few more days, wait until everyone is pretty much worn out, and then I’ll take the little guys allocated to me back to the black dragon lair.)

Sitting in the gloomy and dark meeting hall, listening to the Black Dragon Lords argue and roar at each other, Mo Fei couldn’t help but think to himself.

He had no interest in paying attention to that futile debate, and started browsing the live comments listlessly.

[Dragon Bro, what are you waiting for?

Isn’t this the time for you to volunteer?]

[Yeah, hurry and rise to power, launch a dragon disaster, unleash the monster siege, you promised that before.]

[Exactly, how many times has this been mentioned?

Damn it, still not starting the monster siege, let the dragon disaster begin, don’t just talk without practicing.]

[I strongly suspect that Dragon Bro is just stringing us along.]

[I’ve noticed these Black Dragon Lords lack guts, they’re all talk no action.]

[Don’t tell me you’re chicken, Dragon Bro.

When it comes to crunch time, you bail.

You Black Dragon Lords really are worthless.]

Mo Fei looked at row upon row of sarcastic comments and was rendered speechless, thinking you guys really love to watch the world burn, don’t you?

How could I possibly screw around with my account worth over ten million?

Sure, you’d be happy if I screwed up, but I’m not that stupid.

However, it wasn’t good to say that either, considering the boasts he had made.

(Humph, puny mortals, you simply do not understand the art of power), a line of impromptu dialogue flashed through his mind, but he didn’t dare actually say it out loud.

Since I’m in the wrong, I shouldn’t be looking for trouble now.

When the meeting finally ended with great difficulty, Mo Fei returned to his own dragon cave and logged off to entrust the account management.

After taking off his helmet, Mo Fei thought to himself that these guys were getting harder and harder to fool, and he’d better make a quick getaway tomorrow.

Seeing that it was already twelve o’clock, Mo Fei was getting ready to hit the road when he opened the door and found the manager waiting for him in the hallway outside.

“Mo Fei, come with me,” the manager said expressionlessly.

A sudden sense of foreboding hit Mo Fei, he vaguely felt that things were looking bad, but whether it’s a blessing or a curse, a curse can’t be avoided.

He followed the manager into an office, and as soon as he entered, he saw Wang Ziheng sitting on the sofa with a document on the table, accompanied by one of the company’s lawyers.

His heart sank, instinctively feeling it wasn’t good news.

Indeed, as the two of them walked in, Wang Ziheng looked at him with a serious expression.

“Please sit,” he said, pointing to the chair opposite.

At this point, Mo Fei actually felt relieved and sat down, asking indifferently, “What’s up, Junior Boss?”

Wang Ziheng didn’t speak; it was the lawyer who spoke first.

“Mr.

Mo Fei, I regret to inform you that during your live stream, you publicly displayed game scenes of blood and violence, committing acts of terror that shocked the audience, causing significant psychological discomfort among a large number of viewers, and thereby inflicting great damage to the company’s image and reputation.

Due to your actions severely violating the company’s regulations and the relevant clauses of the contract you signed initially, the company’s management has unanimously decided after discussion, to sue you, and you are required to pay compensation and penalty fees totaling twenty-seven million five hundred thousand to cover the damages to the company’s reputation.”

After listening to the lawyer, Mo Fei’s first reaction wasn’t anger, it was absurdity.

What kind of joke was this, twenty-seven million five hundred thousand, scenes of blood and violence, acts of terror, what terrorist acts could a game streamer like myself commit?

“What exactly did I do?” he asked with a cold laugh.

“You ate people,” replied the lawyer earnestly.

Eating people?

Mo Fei was speechless inside, what the hell was this all about.

“To be precise, during the live stream of the game, you publicly displayed the act of cannibalism.”

Wang Ziheng waved his hand, and the manager immediately placed a laptop on the work desk and played a video.

The video showed the Black Dragon Lord Morphis fighting against the Adventurers.

The black dragon dived from the sky, and a human warrior leaped up, trying to strike the dragon with a mid-air slash, but the black dragon opened its jaws and swallowed the human warrior whole.

“See for yourself, you can’t say we’re wronging you—eating people, and not just once,” said the manager as he continued to switch through the videos.

“Here’s another one, this is from your live stream last month, and the month before that, and on the ninth of this month you ate three people in one day.”

Watching the succession of close-up scenes of the black dragon eating people, some even with added gore effects to make them look horrifying, Mo Fei was beyond exasperated.

He had considered the troubles he might face, but the reason turned out to be something he never could have imagined—utterly absurd.

“Is there ever a shortage of excuses when you’re looking to pin a crime on someone?”

Mo Fei sneered, “This is a skill in the game called Devour.

Many super bosses have this skill, and I’m not the only one who has streamed it.

This is part of the game, how can you call it cannibalism?

Besides, the video isn’t even bloody.”

“Is this also a game skill?”

The manager played a video on his laptop in front of him.

It was the scene where the black dragon Morphis tore apart the Dawn Divine Sword.

That was his proudest battle, but now it had become evidence to accuse him.

To be fair, that sequence did look a bit brutal.

Still, Mo Fei absolutely didn’t believe it would have any serious impact.

World of Sky was an extremely realistic game, and scenes of bloodshed and violence happened every day in the stream.

Yet, whether it was because the game’s production company had a strong backing or for some other reason, Mo Fei had never heard of a streamer being banned for violent game graphics.

Even the officials seemed to turn a blind eye.

Moreover, if there was really going to be an issue, it would have been from an incident that happened many days ago.

There had been no trouble for so long, and suddenly there was an issue today.

This was just fooling around.

“There is a mosaic, isn’t there?”

“True, but it still leads viewers to have terrible associations, and someone has already reported it.

It caused a lot of trouble for the company and damaged its reputation.

So someone must take responsibility.”

As Wang Ziheng spoke, a smug, punchable grin appeared on his face.

“I’m sorry Mo Fei, I do admire you, but business is business.

As a manager at Starlight Streaming, I must be responsible to the company, so we have to follow formal procedures.”

Mo Fei’s anger surged, “Formal procedures my ass.

Are you just trying to screw me over?”

Wang Ziheng’s face changed, obviously angered as well.

The supervisor hurried over to smooth things over and picked up a document from the table, handing it to Mo Fei.

“Don’t be so angry, Mo Fei.

We didn’t want things to get to this point, but rules are rules, and mistakes must be admitted.

Of course, CEO Wang isn’t unreasonable.

Considering that we’re all old friends, we certainly won’t leave you without options.

This is an internal disciplinary agreement I drafted as a punishment for your violation of company rules and contract.

Your game account and character will be reclaimed by the company to compensate for the damage you caused.

This way your fines can be waived.

It’s the best option for both the company and you.

You wanted a break, right?

Starting tomorrow, you can take time off and rest at home.

Of course, if you want to continue working for the company in the future, we can still collaborate.”

Mo Fei scoffed at their setup waiting for him.

They had really put a lot of effort into this.

Was this all just for his game account?

He was considering probing their intentions, thinking that if the company really wanted his account, he could negotiate a price for it.

But they had started taking action directly.

The lawyer at the side proudly said, “What will it be, Mr.

Mo?

You might as well sign.

As soon as you sign the agreement, your breach of contract will be wiped clean.

Otherwise, if this goes to court, with Starlight’s legal team, you won’t stand a chance.

You’ll lose all your earnings over the years, including your game account, and you might even end up in debt.

Why bother?”

Mo Fei ignored the lawyer, glaring intensely at Wang Ziheng, “Are you really going to play it this nasty?”

Wang Ziheng forced a smile, “What are you saying?

I’m just following the rules.

The law says so, the contract says so, and Mr.

Mo, you signed it willingly.

Everything is legal and legitimate.

Seems like you need to brush up on your legal knowledge.

You should read more law books.”

As Mo Fei watched Wang Ziheng’s serious face, a fire seemed to burn in his heart.

That feeling of detachment in the game came over him again, stronger than ever…

A bloodthirsty impulse battered his sanity, and the desire for slaughter made his fingers tremble slightly.

Yet his expression was eerily calm, “Alright, I’ll sign.

Got a pen?”

The sudden compliance surprised everyone.

The supervisor was relieved, the lawyer had an “I knew it” expression, and Wang Ziheng also relaxed slightly.

This was his first time doing something like this, feeling somewhat guilty, but it seemed the plan was successful.

He even looked smug, as if he’d anticipated this outcome all along.

“Use this one,” he said, handing over a fountain pen.

Mo Fei looked at the pen—it was actually made of gold.

The gold-plated nib gleamed under the light, sharp as the Dragon Slaying Sword in the game.

He stared at the pen tip for several seconds.

Sensing something amiss, the supervisor was about to say something when Mo Fei suddenly flipped over the desk, reaching Wang Ziheng in an instant.

Before Wang Ziheng could react, Mo Fei’s hand was already around his throat.

Wang Ziheng tried to resist, but Mo Fei’s strength was surprisingly immense; he lifted him with one hand as the pen tip stabbed towards his neck.