At ten o'clock in the morning, just past the moment of peak productivity for the day's office workers, most people would grant themselves a small, ten-minute break.
Hao Fei, a clerk, was stretching at her workstation when suddenly, a video feed popped up on her Light Brain without any warning.
On the screen was a single man with a crazed look on his face. He looked vaguely familiar.
"Gong Tianhua, don't you think you're showing a blatant disregard for human life? I just saw the report—in just two or three months, the number of accidental deaths has exceeded one hundred thousand! You're a researcher, not a butcher!"
"So what? If you want results, people have to pay the price!"
"Aren't they just some low-class scum? They're the vermin of the Imperial City. Making a contribution to scientific research before they die means they didn't die in vain."
