185: Chapter 155: True Crippled Bull, True Self-Sacrifice, True Mental Method 185: Chapter 155: True Crippled Bull, True Self-Sacrifice, True Mental Method Outside the illusion.
Song Xu looked at this scene with great surprise: “Did you say that Zhang Yu is cultivating the Can Niu Soul Heart Technique?”
Mo Tianyi also felt it was very strange and said, “Zhang Yu registered with this mental method, and boss, look at him now turning into a critically ill worker, persisting on the assembly line—isn’t this precisely the effect of the Can Niu Soul Heart Technique?”
Song Xu touched his chin, puzzled, and said, “Isn’t this cultivation technique meant for the poorest at the bottom of the society?
It makes them work more, seek less medical treatment, and ask for less compensation—it’s a waste cultivation technique for waste people.”
“Does Zhang Yu want to use this mental method to enhance his Dao Heart?”
“Isn’t he afraid of cultivating himself to be more and more in tune with this cultivation technique, eventually becoming someone who only takes hits, can’t fight back, and swallows insults all day long?”
“Instead, this Bai Zhenzhen…” Song Xu commented, “Her Cold Soul Ice Heart Technique has become increasingly profound in such a setting, and she will inevitably shine in future examinations.”
As Song Xu and Mo Tianyi evaluated, the scene within the illusion had changed once again.
On the assembly line.
Along with Bai Zhenzhen’s vigorous maneuvers, all the workers were exploited to the extreme.
And under such circumstances, Zhang Yu only felt the hope in his heart gradually dissipating, and the pain in his entire body burning like flames, making it impossible for him to focus on the work.
Zhang Yu didn’t want to continue hurting.
And he knew that if he wanted the Can Niu Soul Heart Technique to continue taking effect and suppressing his heart’s pain, he at least needed a sliver of hope.
Even if it’s just the small hope of getting off work early.
So he stood up, looked at Bai Zhenzhen, and said, “Boss, I want to take a leave today.”
A glance from Bai Zhenzhen flickered as she saw Zhang Yu’s face.
Upon hearing Zhang Yu’s reason for leave due to pain, Bai Zhenzhen nodded slightly, sighed, and said, “You don’t want to work overtime?”
Seeing Zhang Yu nod, Bai Zhenzhen said, “It seems you are indeed working hard.”
Then Bai Zhenzhen looked at everyone present and asked, “Who else doesn’t want to work overtime like him?”
Seeing everyone showing a moved expression but not daring to speak, Bai Zhenzhen asked again, “Look at each of you, so hesitant, listening to anything said—what do I need you for?
I hired humans, not machines.”
“Whatever you want, just stand up and tell me, be a bit more courageous.”
As one by one, including Zhang Yu, stood up, saying they didn’t want to work overtime, Bai Zhenzhen smiled satisfactorily: “Very good, for refusing the work arrangements of the factory, you are all fired.”
Bai Zhenzhen looked at the secretary beside her and said, “There’s just a batch of new graduates ready to be recruited, replace all these old and sick ones, don’t compensate a penny…”
Under the operation of the Cold Soul Ice Heart Technique, in Bai Zhenzhen’s eyes, all the workers had only become chips, waiting for her maneuvers to generate more profit.
With her manipulation, the mental method ran more smoothly, and her Dao Heart was made even more solid as a rock, unbreakable.
On the other side, when Zhang Yu heard these words, he only felt as if his heart turned entirely dark, with all hopes disappearing along with his work…
When every hope is taken away, what should he do?
How exactly can he find hope?
How can he continue to suppress the piercing pain on his body?
Song Xu watched this scene and sighed: “The Can Niu Soul Heart Technique is just too useless, why choose such a cultivation technique?”
“Making your thoughts understand and conform to this cultivation technique…
“Totally dragging one backward.”
Mo Tianyi, however, sighed: “However, enduring all this way, there must be an effect of tempering the Dao Heart, right?”
“Zhang Yu, as a poor man, has no qualification to enter the Top Ten, just like us…
bearing it in many instances is the only choice.”
He said with some empathy, “Compared to fighting, compared to resisting…
enduring must be the only choice for the poor, right?”
Song Xu looked at Zhang Yu in the illusion and murmured, “Endure it more?
But until when is enough?”
“No wonder he ultimately couldn’t withstand the pressure and signed himself under the rich.”
“It’s also fortunate you didn’t invest too much in him back then.”
“Such a person is already poor at heart, even choosing a loser mental method, simply not worth the investment.”
But at this moment, the change in the illusion made the two of them slightly astonished again.
Feeling the total disappearance of hope, Zhang Yu stood dumbly in place.
Besides the lamentations of the employees and Bai Zhenzhen’s orders, he seemed to vaguely hear something else.
“Is it the voice of protesting workers outside?”
The thought made Zhang Yu’s eyes seem to flicker slightly.
At the same moment, the mental method in his mind, which had become difficult to operate, once again showed signs of movement.
The residual cow in Zhang Yu’s vision, once deeply trapped in the mire and halted due to lack of hope,
But at this moment, accompanied by a change in his mindset, it seemed that a wave of cold light flashed on the broken horn of the residual cow.
“The only hope left is to fight.”
“When all hope has vanished, and in the darkness before me when prayers yield no hope at all…
the only choice is to fight for justice with these broken horns and create a sliver of hope by oneself…”
At this moment, a flash of enlightenment went through Zhang Yu’s heart.
“The Residual Cattle Life-Sacrifice Heart Technique is not a martial art used to suppress pain for work.”