I have a set of monster experience cards

Chapter 453 "Compatriots"

According to information on the Internet, the four major companies are called Alpha, Quesque, Omniscient Life, and Mirror Intelligence.

At first, they started out as arms logistics, electronic communications, biotechnology and artificial intelligence, but now, they have merged into an all-powerful behemoth, controlling the lives of middle-class people.

However, for middle-level people, apart from their logo appearing in every corner, their only connection with the middle-level is the interview building.

The company selects suitable talents and sends interview invitations to individuals online.

There are different opinions on the Internet about their principles for selecting talents, and there is no unified statement.

You Huan hacked the information of a person who originally received an interview invitation and got the interview opportunity.

This interview building is probably one of the most glamorous high-rise buildings in the mid-rise.

Most of the middle-rise buildings are aging and are kept neat and new through virtual images, but the building in front of them does not cover virtual information.

There are already many interviewers waiting in the waiting area in the building.

After a long time, a man sitting next to him wiped the sweat from his forehead and spoke first to break the silence:

"..." The man who spoke couldn't help but fell silent again.

This young man is so rude...

Compared with older people, young people seem to have one thing in common - they are exceptionally good at something.

The senses were deceived, and the man heard the answer: "Yes."

The interview requirement of Queske Company is to remove the disguise of the avatar, so everyone present shows their true colors.

The older interviewees, on the other hand, didn't see much in common.

You Huan, who was turning his three pairs of eyes to look around, heard this, and the blue eye in the middle turned to this person - the person he was talking to was himself.

He walked to the corner, jumped on the sofa, folded his tail and lay down.

Regarding this strange phenomenon, he may be able to use the "narrator's pen" to sort out his thoughts...

In the eyes of other interviewers, he is just a man sitting relaxedly on the sofa.

Among the interviewers present, You Huan was indeed the youngest in appearance, and the real age of the others was at least thirty-five.

He mobilized the body surface data. The man stared at "his" human form, and a large amount of data flow was reflected in his pupils.

"Hello! Are you from Area C too?"

However, there were also very young interviewees, the youngest he saw was even 16 years old.

Thinking like this, by changing the body surface data, he did not make a sound, but the man heard the answer in his ears: "Yes."

While waiting for the interview, the room fell into silence.

"..." The topic seemed to be coming to an end. After a pause, the man took the initiative and said, "Sir, you look very young. It's amazing that you were invited for an interview at such a young age."

The interviewer information he summarized online was also the same, with the average age being around 42 years old.

Could it be said that these companies prefer older workers?

"..."

The silence lasted until it was You Huan's turn for the interview. He jumped off the soft and comfortable sofa and walked into the interview room accompanied by two security personnel wearing virtual masks.

The moment he walked in, all the dragon fins on his back stood up!

The claws that were about to move forward also stopped in mid-air.

He raised his head suddenly and looked at the three interviewers sitting on armchairs in the middle of the empty room.

One of them looked warm, one looked serious, and the other seemed to be in a daze out of boredom.

No matter the expression or posture, they are all lifelike...

But they are not human!

The moment he entered the room, he closed two pairs of eyes out of some kind of vigilance instinct, leaving only the surface field of vision for observation.

But Data's life instinct can still tell him that the three seemingly completely different human individuals in front of him actually contain some kind of wholeness.

It's like... they are actually all tentacles and extensions of the same thing.

And that thing... belongs to the same family as him in a sense.

A slight sense of homology wafts over.

"Subject 0217? Please sit down." At this time, the interviewer man sitting in the center spoke.

You Huan silently sat on the seat in front of him.

Next is a series of interview questions, from the most common questions to astronomy, geography, and social life.

The questions are getting weirder and more tricky.

But no matter what the question is, as long as it is within the range of information that can be searched on the Internet, he can theoretically answer it.

After sorting out himself, he has discovered that this body itself contains a large amount of data information from this world.

He answered questions selectively, acting like a pretty good interviewer, and focused most of his attention on observing the three interviewers. Their disguises seemed to be perfect, if not for his instincts still clamoring for the approach of homologous life forms... and the extreme danger of this "compatriot".

He would also believe they were just three humans.

"Compatriots" in this world, data beings...

In my mind, I couldn't help but recall the smart dream spirits and the slightly stylized town NPC in "The Dream Spiritist".

In "Beyond the Ark", the NPC couple voluntarily kill each other to protect their children.

There are also virtual characters scattered throughout the city...

Could this compatriot be an AI?

Without his consciousness, this body would become a unique AI wandering in the digital world, a ghost.

The interview ended with observation and guessing.

"Thank you very much for taking the time to come to our company for an interview." The kind interviewer stood up and said to him with a smile.

"Please wait for our follow-up notification."

Immediately afterwards, the smile on the interviewer's face suddenly faded and his voice lowered.

The creepy feeling when he first entered the room returned to You Huan.

He narrowed his eyes slightly when he heard this thing that looked like a real person and said: "...We, I, are looking forward to your arrival."

"Snapped."

The door to the interview room closed behind me.

You Huan turned back and stared at the door.

That guy might have noticed something unusual about him.

If it was indeed the same as a certain conjecture in his mind, then it would be a matter of time before he was discovered.

Time to move faster.

Thinking this way, after he walked out of the interview building, his body instantly turned into a large piece of blue data and dissipated.

"...Eh?" After he left, a confused voice came from the bench opposite the interview building.

The man who had just spoken to You Huan poked his head in the direction of the building. He still didn't see You Huan until all the interviewers after You Huan came out of the building.

He felt that he had screwed up the interview, so he sat here to adjust his mood. Unexpectedly, he accidentally noticed this strange phenomenon.

He scratched his head: "That's weird, where did that young guy go?"

He suddenly remembered that he had seen a post on the Internet about seeing a ghost or something, and on a whim he turned on the light screen to check.

"Hey, that was the encounter with the ghost in "The Dreamer", so that's different."

He muttered to himself, but still swiped his fingers and posted his interview experience online.

If you want to accumulate fans, the easiest way for ordinary people is to keep updating.

He did the same.

It's not because he really wants fans, but if he has very few fans and is a transparent person on the Internet, he will be despised by people.

"Data" is the standard of judgment for this world's contempt chain.

"Ding dong."

Soon a message came, and he opened it and took a look:
[Is there a ghost in the interview building? The editor should also make it more similar]

The first comment was made to laugh at himself. He was already in a bad mood because he messed up the interview, and anger arose from the bottom of his heart.

Without hesitation, he started making up:
[Everything I said is true. First of all, when I was playing "The Dream Spiritist", I met someone who disappeared inexplicably...]

Yang Sansha replied to a lot of netizens who questioned him. Not long after he turned off the light screen, the message tone began to come out continuously.

"Ding dong! Ding dong!"

He turned on the light screen and was stunned for a moment.

This... the comments, likes and retweets all reached thousands in the blink of an eye? !
[What he said is true. I saw it when I went to the interview today]

[I seem to have seen similar experiences...]

【Are there really ghosts? Want to see it! 】

Although it is not particularly popular, his record has actually spread on a small scale in Area C!
Is this... could it be that... I... am finally going to be popular? !

Excited heart, trembling hands.

As a middle-aged man with nothing to achieve, he held his breath and looked through the messages of netizens who were spreading his message.

Suddenly, a latest comment popped up on the screen, causing his heart to fall into an ice cave instantly:
【Have you seen me? 】

(End of this chapter)