"But in recent years, the situation began to change," Qiu Ming said. "Someone on the first floor secretly spread Baudrillard's theory, and the management of the branch found out about it. So, they looked for Mr. G to hold him accountable. Mr. G promised to investigate, and a few weeks later, he handed over the disseminators. However, those unlucky guys were said to have turned into corpses because they resisted so fiercely when they were arrested again. After that, Baudrillard's theory was still spread everywhere on the first floor.
"Mr. G's explanation was that it's very difficult to completely kill a theory. Even if you kill the first person who spread it, the people behind might continue to spread it. However, Mr. G also promised to try his best to stop the development of the situation, so the management accepted his way of handling it.
"But things didn't go well after that. According to the statistics of the management over the past few years, Baudrillard's name began to become known to more and more people on the first floor. Although Mr. G handed over more and more corpses, it at least showed that his efforts didn't yield much effect. So, the management gradually lost patience with Mr. G.
"If it weren't for the fact that Mr. G has managed the first floor too well over the years, the first floor might fall into chaos after losing Mr. G, and the management costs would have increased significantly. The relationship between the two sides has been deteriorating and becoming more and more tense. The police, who are controlled by the management, have already clashed with Mr. G's people many times. The management knows what Mr. G is planning, and it's only a matter of time before the two sides completely fall out.
"Some time ago, there was news that Mr. G ordered something from a smuggler on Earth, which made the management very nervous. Since you were involved in what happened after that, you should be very clear about it. Since you're standing here now, it means that Mr. G has already gotten what he wants."
"What are you trying to say?" Zhang Heng asked.
"What I want to say is that you don't have to worry about me telling the company's management that you're still alive because we're actually on the same side," Qiu Ming said. "Mr. G awakened because of me. Of course, because of this matter, I was also severely punished and demoted to recycling commissioner, but I didn't blame Mr. G for it. In fact, after he took over the first floor, the two of us still maintained a very close relationship.
"These contacts were hidden from the management. Otherwise, how could he have grasped the management's tolerance line so accurately by himself? He kept walking on the edge but was always given a verbal warning. Until this incident, the management couldn't reach an agreement on how to deal with him."
"You're taking a lot of risks by doing this, right? Why are you helping someone who got you demoted?" Zhang Heng asked.
"I told you that when I was still a special agent, I had played almost all the games I could think of. I was almost tired of this city until I handed the USB drive containing Symbolic Exchange and Death to Mr. G. Everything that happened after that made the world interesting again. I want to see what kind of fruit the tree I planted will eventually bear.
"On the other hand, although I'm tired of my previous job, it's still a little infuriating to be fired. I have to admit that part of it is a personal grudge. After all, I've retained a lot of innate bad habits. I really can't repay evil with good and continue to contribute to the construction of this beautiful city."
After Qiu Ming finished saying these words, he looked at Zhang Heng with anticipation.
However, the latter's reaction was beyond his expectations. Zhang Heng shook his head. "Unfortunately, I'm not on your side."
"You're not Mr. G's man. Could it be that you're a mole planted by the management?" Qiu Ming's expression changed slightly. "This can explain why you can appear in New Shanghai 0297 without anyone noticing."
"Don't make wild guesses. I'm not from the management," Zhang Heng said calmly. "I only care about my own business. I'm not on anyone's side. I'm helping Mr. G because I have a deal with him."
"Then the two of us are quite similar." Qiu Ming breathed a sigh of relief.
"No, I'm different from you. I won't casually manipulate and change other people's lives just to satisfy my own bad taste, and I won't treat this kind of thing as fun."
"In this era, it's rare to see people like you who still have a bottom line and a sense of morality." Qiu Ming was surprised. "When you're not even sure if you're still yourself, there will naturally be no moral restrictions. You can only confirm that you're still alive through stronger stimuli than the last."
"Is Mr. G like this too?"
"No, Mr. G is different. I've always admired his self-control. When you know that the world you live in is full of lies and deceit, it's not easy to maintain self-discipline. This means that he must have a more ambitious goal in his heart. To be honest, his growth rate is really amazing. When I gave him 'Symbolic Exchange and Death', I originally wanted to see how the most powerful clone collapsed mentally.
"But what I didn't expect was that he quickly accepted his situation and turned Baudrillard's theory into his most powerful weapon. He used it to unite his followers and give them faith. He's a natural leader."
"Since you're his ally, you should know what his plan is to rebel against the management, right?" Zhang Heng asked.
"I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you. I don't know what his plan is. In fact, even if he tells me personally, I can't be sure if what he said is true or false. Just like how I can't see through you, ever since he became the uncrowned king of the first level, I can't see through him either. But what I can tell you is that his plan must be very big, far bigger than everyone thinks.
"The biggest mistake made by the idiots in the management these years was to underestimate his ambition. They thought that he was still the same as he was in the emergency response team, a dog that would be satisfied with just a bone thrown at him. They didn't know that his appetite had long changed. Dogs were originally domesticated from wolves. When their owners could no longer feed them, they would arouse the wolf nature in their bones. In order to fill their stomachs, they didn't even mind eating their owners.
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