Chapter 442 Unemployed

Kabukicho.

The call girls stood smoking on the side of the street. They were gorgeous and scantily dressed, talking and laughing with their companions, while winking at the passing guests.

If someone responds, such as stopping their feet and looking over here, they will go one step further, deliberately licking their lips and making seductive sounds.

Lu Li, who was passing by pretending to be a passerby, frowned secretly. He knew that the darker the place, the more blatant this kind of transaction would be.

"If it's not the target person who stays nearby, I won't set foot here."

Turning the corner came a fat man in a cheap suit, muttering softly.

In order to avoid revealing his whereabouts, Lu Li didn't bring any elites with him, so he randomly picked a few security personnel who looked harmless to humans and animals to follow.

A security guard posing as an office worker next to Fatty lowered his voice and reminded: "Boss, keep a low profile."

At this time, the fat man also came to his senses, especially when he noticed that Lu Li glanced back at him, he immediately closed his mouth and walked forward silently.

[The man didn't show up, he should still be at the Wildcat Club]

Sound comes from the miniature headset.

Lu Li quickened his pace. He has no moral obsession with cleanliness, and he doesn't feel that setting foot in this area will damage his identity.

"Excuse me, how do I get to the Wildcat Club?"

Although he already knew where the target was, he still tried his best to pretend that he was here for the first time. After all, the signboards in this area were messed up. From the name of the store, he thought it was a love hotel, but in fact it was selling sex toys.

"Sweethearts, come here." A girl with heavy makeup waved towards the alley, "This gentleman wants to visit the place where you work."

Looking along the line of sight, two girls hurried out from the depths of the alley. They were dressed in miniskirts, and their long legs were hung with silk stockings that had been smoothed out of wrinkles.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged man with a tall hairline walked out and left in the opposite direction with his footsteps floating.

Staff at the Kitten Club?

It seems that Mr. Hiroshi Hara really didn't do well.

And so it is.

Hara Hiroji, 24 years old, unemployed.

Due to the prosthetic eye modification and finger modification during the rebellious period, now, he can only receive a government subsidy of 500 credits per month.

But at this moment, the balance in his bank account has dropped below 800, which can't be described as tightness. Just pulling a girl over on the corner of the street is richer than him.

"Have a dozen beers." Hara Koji yelled loudly.

Hearing this, the waiter who was flirting with other customers responded with a tired voice, "Well, here we come..."

In the ambiguous lights, most transactions are hidden.

In contrast, Mr. Yuan Guang's place is indeed very clean. There are no women, let alone cowherds. On the table are two cans of beer that have been exhausted, a glass bottle that has bottomed out, and two plates of cheap snacks.

No one would have thought that a high-achieving student would fall into this kind of situation. You must know that what he studied at the beginning was the top subject of this era:

geological survey.

As soon as you graduate, major companies rush to ask for it.

The source of the tragedy was an accident:

Six months ago, after successfully completing his defense, he was admitted by a listed company as a matter of course, and was in charge of the [Development of Planet 297] project.

Just when Hiroshi Hara was full of ambitions, the winter of the industry came. This large-scale enterprise deeply involved in the field of biology faced many problems such as a broken capital chain and large-scale resignations of executives.

At the same time, the planetary development project has become a life-saving straw, and the company has high hopes for it. It is the kind of high hope that only a small amount of funds is given, but huge profits are demanded.

Without any accidents, the project encountered setbacks at the very beginning. Most of the mechanical exploration vehicles lost contact as soon as they landed. Only one exploration vehicle recovered miraculously and returned to the company with a small number of samples.

Ferns, angiosperms, fungi.

Through these samples, it is not difficult to see that the atmospheric modification was completed smoothly, and the plants grew vigorously.

The next step is to identify them. As long as their types are clarified and reported to the government for approval, they can be sent to develop.

It was here that the accident happened, and the biologists in the studio were stumped by a black fungal spore, and they couldn't figure out what species it was.

Even if it is imported into the database for comparison, effective feedback is still not obtained.

A new species that has never been discovered by humans?

The odds are too small.

In addition, if it is really a new species, it will enter a more troublesome process. It must be proved that the spores are harmless to humans, and the organisms that release the spores are harmless to humans.

In desperation, Hiroji Hara thought of his mentor, Professor Suzuki. Although he is not an expert in the field of biology, he has a wide network of contacts and may be able to help.

However, in the end, what was waiting was bad news.

The mentor suffered an accident and died in deep space. Then, the friends in the same working group became more and more weird——

Violent and irritable, powerful.

Not only that, but even his appearance became more and more ferocious, and finally lost his whereabouts.

There were rumors within the company that they all exploded, spattering blood all over the lab.

In order to prevent the spread of unknown diseases, the company blocked the news and ignited the laboratory, claiming that the accident was caused by improper operation of new employees.

As for who is the new employee?

Naturally, he was the main person in charge. After all, all the colleagues who worked together died secretly, and there was no more suitable candidate for the blame than Koji Hara.

And then, gag orders and ban orders followed one after another.

As the saying goes, a lean camel is bigger than a horse, and Zhongchuan Biology makes an ordinary person die socially, which should not be too simple.

While Hiroji Hara was lost in memory, Lu Li pushed open a dilapidated iron door.

What came into view was rows of sofas, arranged in two rows, and the customers were greasy uncles, wearing VR glasses, with wretched smiles on their faces from time to time.

Lu Li lowered the peaked cap on his head, and led by the two wandering warblers, walked through the long corridor to the booth at the end that was shrouded in lavender lights.

This is what entertainment venues should be like.

On the stage, several women wore clothes with few pieces of fabric, dancing hotly, accompanied by various ambiguous lights and music.

Under the stage, the waiters shuttled back and forth, stopping from time to time to interact with the guests.

In contrast, the style of the ATOM club was too conservative.

"Sir, are you here alone for fun, or with friends?"

The two girls who had just finished their business turned around with a coquettish smile, trying to hold Lu Li's arm.

"A date with a friend."

Lu Li easily avoided the two of them, pointed to the shabby booth in the corner, and said, "Please have a can of beer."

Frankly speaking, after meeting the partner of the two, Lu Li realized that he actually still has a cleanliness freak.

The enthusiasm on the faces of the two girls faded quickly.

Poor guy, wasting my mother's time...

And Koji Hara noticed this scene, and his heart suddenly became vigilant, he didn't have any friends to come.

Go out for a drink and come back to continue coding.

ps. Ask for a monthly pass.