Chapter 181: [Gold Medal Salesperson] B9-Rank Instance
Bai Cha instinctively glanced at her left wrist.
She didn’t know whether Lin Zhen-yang entering the game had anything to do with her.
Truth be told, she didn’t particularly care how he was doing; to put it bluntly, they weren’t even close, just acquaintances.
He had indeed helped her once, but that was as far as it went.
What she truly cared about was her roommate.
This put her in a rather poor mood.
And because she was in a bad mood, she looked all the more despondent.
Her team leader, Xiao Wu, hesitated several times as if wanting to say something.
In the end, he silently sent her a message.
“If you’re feeling unwell, you should take leave.”
Upon seeing the message, Bai Cha immediately adjusted her demeanor.
“It’s fine, it’s almost time to get off work.”
Xiao Wu had no choice but to shut his mouth once more.
When there were no emergencies at the company, working from nine to six was strictly adhered to.
After clocking out, Bai Cha thought it over and ultimately decided against telling Xu Shengsheng about the matter.
After all, Lin Zhen-yang was someone she only knew on her end, and what things would be like once he entered the game remained to be seen; there was no need to add unnecessary worries to Xu Shengsheng’s plate.
That night, Bai Cha entered her instance dreamscape.
In her dream, she sat before a computer, typing furiously to reply to messages.
It was somewhat similar to the line of work she had spied on in that previous instance, but this one leaned heavily toward after-sales service.
In any case, she was constantly handling issues.
The overwhelming volume of messages was enough to give anyone a massive headache.
This dream was incredibly dull and agonizing; there was no terrifying atmosphere, just relentless, unending work.
After finishing the work, she went home, slept, and woke up to find her bed covered in hair.
She gathered all the hair from the bed and rolled it into a ball—a substantial, clumped mass.
When Bai Cha opened her eyes, she instinctively touched her hair, then felt around her pillow and the bed.
Good. Although there were a few strands of hair, it was just the normal daily shedding.
Though her physical health wasn’t great, her hair remained reasonably thick.
Perhaps it was because she was still young and had only recently entered society.
However, the situation in that dream…
Hiss…
Bai Cha unlocked her phone and checked the name of the new instance.
“Gold Medal Salesperson.”
Mm…
It seemed this was a game where quitting wasn’t an option; she would likely have to keep working endlessly.
Thinking back to the after-sales messages she had continuously handled in her dream, Bai Cha looked even heavier as she went to work.
For the first time, she felt a pounding headache over an instance.
However, she also kept an eye on Lin Zhen-yang’s Moments feed today.
Lin Zhen-yang had indeed posted an update, the gist of it being that he had the same dream again, except it felt even more vivid.
Underneath, several mutual friends advised him to visit a temple to pray or find a master to take a look at him.
Lin Zhen-yang replied that he didn’t really believe in those things and felt it was likely due to recent work stress.
Bai Cha closed her phone and focused on her work.
“Xiao Bai, tomorrow’s the weekend. Do you want to go out for a meal?” The team leader from the adjacent team slithered over again.
Bai Cha flashed a professional fake smile.
“I need to go to the hospital.”
“Oh…” Hearing this, the team leader from the adjacent team refused to give up, saying, “You still have to eat after coming back from the hospital, right? I can give you a ride!”
“I’m going with Sister Shen.”
The team leader from the adjacent team: “…”
He then switched back to a gossip-seeking mindset.
“You hang out with Sister Shen every day—are you relatives with Sister Shen?”
“I’m going to pour some water.” Holding her mug, Bai Cha headed to the pantry.
“Tsk, this Xiao Bai, always acting all high and mighty for what? Isn’t she just a backdoor hire? Otherwise, with her physical shape and being a woman on top of that, how could she possibly handle this line of work!”
His pride bruised, the team leader from the adjacent team muttered in dissatisfaction.
“She really is very capable. You should just focus on your work.” Xiao Wu felt a sense of aversion toward his words.
“Oho, look at someone rushing to her defense! Figures… after all, she’s so pretty and works right under you, tsk tsk…”
Xiao Wu frowned, but being naturally unarticulate, he struggled for a long while before only managing to utter, “Can you stop talking nonsense?” only to be met with a contemptuous sneer.
Other colleagues also felt these words were unpleasant, yet felt it wasn’t worth stepping up to offend someone over it.
By the time Bai Cha returned, the room had fallen quiet again.
She swept her eyes across the room; in truth, she could guess what had transpired.
Ah Zhao used to complain in their group chat every day, saying she would occasionally hear a group of men gossiping behind her back.
Gossip was the same regardless of the group.
Especially in a workplace environment like this.
She didn’t care much about it.
Over the past few days, she had earnestly conditioned her body to ensure her state wasn’t terrible upon entering the game.
However, what caught her off guard this time was that her entry into the game didn’t happen at night, but while she was at work.
She arrived in the morning, sat down as usual, and booted up her computer.
A wave of dizziness struck, and everything around her rapidly turned hazy and unreal.
The game’s voice chimed in right amid this state.
[Welcome to B9-Rank Instance “Gold Medal Salesperson.”]
[Number of participants in this instance: 10.]
[Due to the lower difficulty of this instance, in order to increase the challenge, the players’ memories will be removed and randomly replaced with those of an employee. Players can clear the instance by recovering their own memories and identities.]
[Time limit for this instance: 9 days. If players fail to recover themselves within nine days, they will suffer sudden death at their posts.]
[The Secretive App wishes you a pleasant life~]
As these prompts echoed one after another, the surrounding scene finally solidified into reality.
[Huh? Streamer entered another instance?]
[This instance… seems to wipe memories?]
[There’s actually an instance like this? That’s way too hellish, isn’t it?]
[Nah, this instance doesn’t seem very difficult, which is why memories are removed.]
[In that case, they won’t be able to see the bullet chat, right?]
[Right, all of that will be hidden unless they recover their memories. For now, they’ll hold an external identity.]
[So what is the streamer right now…]
In the stream frame, Bai Cha rubbed her eyes.
Strange. Everything around her had felt somewhat unreal just now—was it an illusion?
Her name was Li Yun, twenty-five years old this year. Due to family reasons, she had been unemployed for a period of time and racked up quite a bit of debt. Now she had found a new sales job, hoping to pay off her debts quickly.
Nine other people had joined the company alongside her, and everyone was currently sitting in a room, waiting for training.
This company primarily sold printers.
While Li Yun was lost in thought, the room door was pushed open.
A short, middle-aged man walked in, holding a laptop in his hand.
“There’s a computer in front of each of you now. Turn them on.” He got straight to the point upon entering, wasting zero words on pleasantries.
Li Yun promptly booted up the computer before her.
“Every computer currently contains two documents. Take a look—these are the sales scripts you’ll need to learn next, as well as some common after-sales issues and how to reply efficiently.”
“If you want to be a good salesperson, you must first learn to resolve after-sales issues. Only by perfectly resolving after-sales issues can you gain more customers!”
“For your upcoming probation period, you’ll mainly be responsible for after-sales. Read through both documents now, and I’ll do a random Q&A afterward. I’m giving you twenty minutes. Begin.”
Saying this, he glanced at his watch, stood up, and walked out.
Everyone instinctively opened the documents.
A tense atmosphere permeated the room.
The first document Li Yun opened gave her a massive headache at the sight of the dense, wall-to-wall text.
It was a spreadsheet document, primarily divided into quick-reply codes and quick-phrase content.
From tutorials to network pairing, as well as unfamiliar terms like “white box.”
These were likely printer components, but they couldn’t see any actual printers around to use as a reference right now.
Li Yun scrolled through with her mouse while skimming. What could anyone possibly memorize in twenty minutes? Her memory had never been particularly good.
Wait…
Li Yun quickly recited one line of reply phrases under her breath, closed her eyes, and repeated it in her mind once more.
Her memory didn’t seem to be that bad, after all?
A flicker of confusion flashed deep in Li Yun’s eyes.
