leading to the throne

Chapter 140 I Quit!

"Marceus Maxey, do you know what this means?"

Looking at the resignation letter on the table in front of him, Malthys' immediate supervisor was full of surprise and puzzlement: "Have you forgotten your situation?"

"I am certain."

Across a table, a tall middle-aged man spoke in a deep voice, his chest rose and fell rapidly, his breathing was rapid, and his expression was struggling, obviously engaged in a fierce ideological struggle.

His face was very tired, with deep dark circles and obvious bags under the eyes. His originally handsome face revealed an unhealthy gauntness.

"Could it be that this small job transfer is unbearable for you?" The supervisor's voice gradually increased, "Look at you, you are 35 years old, and your energy is not as high as before. There are so many new technologies now, and there are new hot spots every day. , Compared with young people, what advantages do you have? Your learning ability has degraded! It is for your own good to temporarily reduce your salary and increase your working hours! Now that you leave the company, you can find What kind of job?"

"I am certain!"

Malthys still looked at the supervisor firmly, without any sign of wavering.

The supervisor finally got a little panicked. He knew very well that even though his department had a lot of people, the ones who were really capable, efficient, and easy to manage were those few who could only work with their heads down and rarely had additional requirements.

Martha is one of them.

Others' departure or vacation will not have any impact on the operation of their own department, but Malthys can't. His departure will cause irreplaceable fluctuations in the past and current projects!
"Think about your mortgage! Malthys!"

So, the supervisor lowered his voice and began to play the emotional card: "Think about your two children, how much they will cost! Think about your wife, how long has she been away from work? Think about your parents, their Years, how long can you stay healthy! Are you really going to give up your job? Your family will be in trouble!"

There was sadness and anger in Malthys' eyes, but his tone was still firm: "I am very clear! I am not here to ask for your opinion or to obtain your approval! I am just informing you! Do you understand? I don't Fuck it! Don't think people like me are the best to be exploited! It's not fair! I'm quitting!!!"

In the end, he almost roared, attracting several colleagues outside the office.

Therefore, when Malthys slammed the door and left, everyone whispered in the way he passed, but he didn't dare to ask too much.

"Damn it! He must be crazy! Crazy!"

In the office, the supervisor also roared anxiously. He thought of the ongoing project!

"It's so unprofessional! This kind of behavior is so unprofessional! He should have handed over first! Damn it! What should I do! I..."

A red mist of blood gushed out of his eyes, as if he was too anxious, a sudden sharp pain in his mind, and then he screamed, fell to the ground, convulsed all over!
Immediately, an employee came over, helped him up, and eagerly reported it!
"Fell another!"

the other side.

Malthys, who had left the company for more than ten years, was full of resentment and anger.

He thought that after joining the company, he was blinded by blueprints and visions one after another, like an indefatigable old cow, working day after day, year after year, only to find out that the change is always The boss and the boss are still poor, and their bodies are overdrawn due to high-intensity work, and they are almost plagued by diseases.

Now, I even have to cut my salary and resign to make way for others!

"This is blatant exploitation! Why is it so unfair? Why? My father, he lived in a time when only one person had to work to support a large family. He could afford a big house, two cars, and even Raise a dog! But what about me? Living in a small house, living a poor life, worrying about two children, and finally being bullied because of these weaknesses! I don't want to live like this! Continue like this, I Willing to die!"

Unreconciled and strong anger, like a flame, grew and swelled in Malthys's body, impacting his body and mind!

Anger, made him no longer care about the consequences, made him no longer worry about his family, made him no longer restricted by the original shackles, and made him lose control of himself. In the end, it ignited all his reason and made him scream After a sound, he rolled his eyes, fainted and collapsed on the ground.

Weird, dense black spots began to appear on his body, and under the skin, there seemed to be many small insects swimming.

Almost at the same time, several people fell to the ground on the opposite street. They were men and women, and most of them were in their twenties to forties.

For a moment, the crowd fell into chaos.

But soon, with the rapid sound of the car bell, several ambulances rushed over, and the ambulance personnel in tight protective clothing carried several people, including Malthys, into the car.Immediately afterwards, there were some well-dressed staff to count the people who had passed by here.

Scenes like this are repeated in many places in the city.

One Mercedes-Benz ambulance after another made the ambulance bell ring through the streets and alleys of the city, and even the dullest people realized that something was wrong.

Panic and doubts are growing everywhere in the city, and these negative emotions, combined with some residual spirituality floating in the air, are brewing even more terrifying disasters!

"You must be crazy! You actually detonated that secret box!"

In the dark sewer, Nagwa, a slightly embarrassed saint hunter, was looking angrily at the thin man opposite, his words full of dissatisfaction.

"It's so chilling, comrade, I'm here to save you." The thin man was wearing an out-of-date tuxedo and silver-rimmed glasses. There was no disappointment on his slightly elongated face, but a faint smile on his face, "For me He said, your safety is the most important, and your power is essential to tear apart the black curtain covering the world."

"It's a pity for you, even now, I'm not their opponent!" Gwana said coldly, "So, what's the point of your actions? Let the disaster break out early, but the one who saved everything A saint, but has not really gained power..."

hum!
Before the words were finished, there was a strange resonance transmitted along a certain connection.

In a daze, Nagwa seemed to see a figure shining with golden light, sprinkling brilliance, dispelling chaos and evil!
His face became even more ugly.

"A worse situation has appeared, you have given our enemies a chance to replace the saint!"

Nagwa clenched his fists: "That hypocritical saint is trying to become the savior of this city. If he succeeds, his prestige will be even more astonishing. Maybe he will grasp faith and divinity in advance!"

"That's exactly what I need!" The skinny man pushed his glasses and said with a smile: "The saint is not ready, and the son is not mature either. At this time, forcibly accommodate the divinity, even if you are in charge of the divine weapon. , there will also be rejection reactions.”

He looked at the stunned saint hunter and asked, "Are you interested in stealing divinity? This will not only weaken the enemy, but also strengthen yourself. When the future catastrophe comes, you will have the strength to protect everything about yourself."

at the same time.

Standing outside the emergency room of Nair General Hospital, feeling the soft and sacred light radiating from the room, Colin narrowed his eyes, and dispelled the thoughts of getting close, converting and obeying in his heart, and then wandered his eyes. look around.

His eyes swept over the angry, sad, confused, or painful faces, and doubts arose in his heart.

"What kind of virus is this?"

buzzing...

The encrypted phone in his pocket vibrated again, but this time it was a direct call.

"Direct call? It seems that the situation is more urgent than I expected."

(End of this chapter)