ebonymovies Chapter 232 New Business of the Demolition Office
Chapter 232 New Business of the Demolition Office
The morning mist in the old streets of Changxiang City, carrying a unique dampness and stale smell, shrouded Renxin Pharmacy in a thin veil.
With dark circles under his eyes, Captain Zhou's gaze was immediately drawn to the wall opposite the pharmacy before the car had even come to a complete stop.
There, a few large white characters, painted boldly and casually, exuded an inexplicable confidence: "Benevolent Demolition Office, Professional Formatting, We Won't Rest Until the Universe Restarts. Contact Number: 188********".
He rubbed his temples, his mind a complete blank.
The abnormal disappearance of bioelectric signals in the south of the city last night, the ruins of the mental hospital that resembled a "server", and Wang Minyu's casual remark that he "gave an electrotherapy treatment to an internet-addicted teenager" have all shaken his materialistic worldview of the past thirty years.
He tried to cram this information into the report, but no matter how he organized the language, it sounded like he was writing a science fiction novel.
Right beneath those large characters, a tall, slender figure was methodically sweeping up fallen leaves.
It wore a crisp gray cleaning uniform, and the ever-present smiley face on its face stood out conspicuously in the morning light.
Every sweep of the broom is precise to the millimeter, sweeping away dust into the dustpan like a gentle breeze, with no unnecessary movements.
That was Wang Wei's new identity after being forced into employment as an "Eraser".
It made no sound at all, only the slight friction of the broom against the ground and the faint hum of the internal fan.
Wang Minyu stood leisurely at the entrance of the pharmacy, holding his stainless steel tea mug.
The mist dampened his white coat, and a wisp of steam rose from the teacup.
"Boss Wang, is this...yet another one of your new advertising tactics?" Captain Zhou stepped forward, pointed to the wall, and his Adam's apple bobbed.
Wang Minyu took a sip of tea, slightly raised his eyelids, and looked at Captain Zhou as if he were looking at a sleepy child. "This is an accurate description of the scope of our business. Demolition means clearing out the old structure; formatting means rebuilding the underlying logic. The universe doesn't restart, which means our service is permanent. Any questions?"
Captain Zhou was speechless. He realized that his thinking was always like a tangled ball of yarn in front of Wang Minyu, while the other party could always instantly extract the strangest logic.
He waved his hand wearily, his gaze returning to Wang Wei. "This thing... is it really okay? Yesterday it was..."
Wang Minyu followed his gaze and saw Wang Wei measuring the distance from the corner of the wall to the trash can with his fingers, then pushing the trash can into place at a pace that no human could replicate. "Wang Wei is now the chief technical consultant for the cleaning department, and also handles some security work. He's very efficient, more efficient than your auxiliary police officers," Wang Minyu said calmly, his tone devoid of praise or criticism.
Captain Zhou's lips twitched.
He thought of last night's report about the "Eraseer" who could "delete existence," and now, this "Eraseer" was meticulously cleaning, its expressionless smiling emoji sending chills down his spine. "Boss Wang, are you sure... this is humanitarian?"
"Humanitarianism?" Wang Minyu chuckled, his gaze fixed on a distant point on a high-rise building. "It's 'happy' right now. Executing orders in an orderly environment demonstrates its 'value' more than wallowing in the mud trying to find a sense of existence. That's the 'definition' it's been given. What, you think it's unfair?"
Captain Zhou couldn't refute it; he even suspected that Wang Minminyu was using him as a psychological experiment.
He took a deep breath and changed the subject: "I reported the Third Mental Hospital report to my superiors. They... think I'm under too much pressure and suggested I take a leave of absence."
Wang Minyu put down his teacup, his gaze falling on Captain Zhou's brow, where a faint, dark aura lingered. "Your liver qi is stagnant, your heart fire is rising, and you have mild delusions. Long-term work pressure, coupled with recent events beyond your comprehension, has caused your cerebral cortex to be in a state of continuous excitement, while your body is overdrawn. This is a typical case of 'information cocoon backlash.' Here, I'll write you a prescription." He turned and went into the pharmacy, taking a piece of scrap paper from a drawer.
Captain Zhou instinctively wanted to refuse, but Wang Minyu had already written down the prescription, which clearly stated "two ounces of kudzu root, three mace of cassia seed, plus one more dose of... 'Five-Year College Entrance Examination and Three-Year Simulation'".
"This is..." Captain Zhou took the scrap paper, incredulous.
"Kudzu root relieves muscle tension and promotes sweating, cassia seed clears the liver and improves eyesight, and as for 'Five Years of College Entrance Examination, Three Years of Simulation,' it can force your brain into a low-frequency mode, shift your attention, and alleviate anxiety caused by information overload," Wang Minyu explained logically. "Remember, do one set of questions every day, and don't go to sleep until you've finished. After you've finished, you'll find that your past worries are nothing special."
Captain Zhou held the piece of paper with the bizarre prescription written on it, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.
He could only shake his head helplessly, bow to Wang Minyu, and turn to walk towards his police car.
He knew that with Wang Minyu, all the "abnormalities" seemed to have a "reasonable" explanation, even if the explanation itself was abnormal enough.