After saying goodbye to the students, Kazuya braved the night rain, carried his briefcase, and hurriedly caught the tram home.

When he got home, it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

Ten years of hard work allowed him to provide a relatively spacious small apartment with two bedrooms and one living room. This was Jianggu District, and every inch of land was at a premium.

"I'm back..." Kazuya said softly while taking off his shoes on the porch, but no one responded to him.

Both my wife and my almost five-year-old son have gone to bed. This has been the case for almost the past six years since their marriage. He goes to and from get off work, goes to and from get off work... and the time he can spend with his family may not even add up to one day.

Kazuya breathed a tired breath, walked through the small living room, and put down his briefcase on the sofa.

While loosening his tie, he walked towards the master bedroom. Sure enough, he saw that his wife was already fast asleep on the bed. He opened the closet to find a set of clothes to change into before going to bed, but when he opened the closet, he was startled.

"Shuzi..." Kazuya murmured, there were rows of new clothes in the wardrobe, and the price of each piece would not be low.

He looked at his sleeping wife over there and patted his forehead helplessly.

With his salary, this is a very hard burden...

It’s just that he knows that Shuzi also has her own pressure. While she has to take care of her children, she also has to participate in the company’s social circle of wives. If she is embarrassed, he will be embarrassed... and he will be valued only when she is beautiful.

Shuzi is his college classmate, and he knows who she is.

But I promised to buy a video phone this year, so when can I buy it...

"Yes, I will buy it soon." Kazuya encouraged himself again, he had been appreciated by the headquarters.

Tomorrow, maybe just tomorrow, he will get a new appointment to be transferred to the headquarters!

…

The lobby of the Wanfu Hotel is spacious and bright, and the high circular dome makes it feel like a grand theater.

Kazuya was wearing a straightly ironed black formal suit today, his black leather shoes were shiny, and the gold buttons on the brand new black briefcase he was carrying were also shiny. He was clean shaven and his hair was combed with hairspray.

He is quite tall and has a mature and energetic face.

This is the first time in five years that he has not gone to work. He even went to work on the day his child was born. The last time he did not go to work was because he fell ill.

He walks here like this without any violation.

The chairs in the lobby are full of technological design, and the sofas are filled with high-end guests, ladies in printed kimonos, artists and celebrities in avant-garde costumes.

They are decorated in different ways, and their hair is dyed in various colorful colors, which only makes people feel fashionable.

They talked and laughed happily, but it didn't seem noisy. It just made people feel that the place was full of vitality.

Kazuya walked steadily, and was led by an assistant who had been waiting for him to take the elevator to a VIP reception room on the upper floor.

"You're here, please sit down. I heard that you have a strong working ability, a diligent and smart mind."

There was only a young woman in her early twenties in the luxurious reception room. On the way just now, the assistant told him that this was Sophia Amick, the daughter of the Gasboy Group.

"Ms. Amick, you are overly complimentary." Kazuya said modestly and sat down on a small sofa in the middle of the living room.

The situation in front of him was completely unexpected, and the preparations made last night seemed to be of no use...

How could it be Miss Amick?

She had beautiful, fluffy blond hair and was wearing a hollow silver dress. She had such a noble temperament that he didn't dare to look at her too much.

"I hope you won't disappoint me."

Sophia walked from the floor-to-ceiling panoramic window to the small sofa, put down the glass of red wine she had just drank on the bar, and while looking at Kazuya's obviously confused face, she slowly walked around to the back of the small sofa and stood behind Kazuya.

"I heard that you also have extraordinary talents. Let me see if that's the case."

Sophia suddenly raised her hands and pressed Kazuya's head. With a sudden movement, her two palms released countless twisted blood threads, which quickly penetrated Kazuya's scalp from between his black hair.

The blood thread penetrates directly into the brain and connects the cortical nerves.

"Miss Amick..."

Before Kazuya could say a word of surprise, his facial muscles twitched violently in sudden fear, and the briefcase in his hand suddenly fell to the bright marble floor.

His eyes were wide open, and he felt that his mind was filled with all kinds of thoughts, constantly twisting and deforming...

Blood Eater Occupational System, J-Level Program: Brain Slave Energy Concentration

Sophia's eyes also narrowed slightly, establishing a long-term connection with this brain slave in the spiritual network.

Brain slaves gather energy, and blood-eaters can obtain a steady stream of offerings from them by cultivating a controllable number of brain slaves.

The brain slave's brain is constantly running, constantly generating computing power, continuously improving the host's program 24 hours a day, and giving the host better and faster mental recovery, personality recovery, etc.

Brain slaves are consumables, just like a memory or a graphics card.

After using it for a period of time, the computing power will slowly decrease. When the consumption reaches the end, the brain slave will die suddenly.

But no matter how the brain slave is, whether he is alive or dead, attacked or crazy, it will not affect the host in the slightest.

The host can also change brain slaves at any time, and as the level increases, the number of brain slaves that can be controlled will increase. And more brain power will improve the host faster. This is a good cycle.

"Not bad, it's really good..."

Just when Kazuya let out a muffled scream and the veins on his face were about to burst, Sophia suddenly smiled.

This Santo Securities clerk is really good. His head should be fine for a year and a half.

Counting this new one, she now has five brain slaves, and they can quickly become three-programmers just by relying on their concentrated energy.

In contrast, Elizabeth has really become a disabled person, a hero profession? Redemption?

You still have to spend time and effort, and have others appreciate you, in order to gain other people's energy?

Compared to Brain Slave Energy, Redemption is simply a garbage program.

Moreover, Redemption is Q level, and Brain Slave Energy is only J level.

Sophia's Q-level program "brain sucking" has not been used yet.

So what about overdrive? Compared to bloodeaters, heroes are simply a rubbish profession.

…

The night rain once again fell in Jianggu District, and it was drenching intermittently. The old lamps in the corridor of the apartment gave off a faint light.

"Husband, you are back!"

Today was also a stressful day for Shuzi. She did not go out and stayed at home.

She knew in the morning that her husband was called to the central area for a meeting by the higher-ups. She didn't know how many wives called her throughout the day, gossiping and congratulating her. They all said that Kazuya would either be transferred to the headquarters or promoted to deputy counselor.

But my husband seems to have come back a little early, not even eight o'clock in the evening...

Kazuya took off his leather shoes and put down his briefcase, his face expressionless, and his appearance seemed to be different.

Shuzi frowned slightly, is things not going well? What's going on...

"You bought too many clothes." Kazuya said stiffly, clearly speaking, but like a walking corpse, "We can't afford it."

"I'm sorry..." Shuzi immediately responded in a low voice.

"Dad!" At this time, Shota rushed out from the living room and said happily: "You got off work so early today?"

Children don't know that leaving get off work early today is probably a bad thing.

Although we don’t get along much with each other, He is very enthusiastic when getting along with his children, and he never loses his temper, good or bad.

However, now, Kazuya walked straight past with tired steps, without even looking at his son, and just murmured:

"Study hard, work hard, move toward your goals, and keep moving forward."

Shuzi had no choice but to pull Jiang Tai into her arms and whispered: "Your father is too tired from work, let him rest for a while."

It seems that there is no hope for transfer or promotion.

"Oh." Shota seemed to understand, "Mom, when are we going to go to grandpa's place to play? I want to eat his croquettes."

"In a few days, when your father is free..."

Shuzi's voice became softer, and she felt heartbroken when she saw her husband turning around and walking into the living room.

Things were not going well, and she didn't want to make her husband angry again. He actually didn't like going back to the Kabukicho area.
Chapter completed!