Seraphina Sullivan’s gaze swept across the high platform to Wessuri, whose expression was grim.
She whispered to Lily Underwood, "If we lose, we’ll likely go from being ’temporary workers’ to ’fugitives.’ This last day will probably be our ultimate survival challenge. It’ll all come down to who’s skilled enough to evade the pursuit and survive these final hours."
After several days of competition, it was now their seventh and final day in this instance.
As long as they survived today, regardless of the outcome, their [Main Quest One: Survive for Seven Days] would be complete, and they could return to the real world.
Lily Underwood fell silent at Seraphina Sullivan’s words.
She understood that Seraphina was describing the most likely scenario.
Victory meant a possible promotion to a full-time position and a chance to spend the final hours in peace.
Defeat, however, meant facing a guaranteed purge and hunt, a desperate struggle for survival.
All eyes were fixed on the Supervisor who was nervously tallying the data. The air seemed to solidify, filled with a suffocating tension.
The final result would decide the fate of many.
On the high platform, both Wessuri and Leon Gilmore held their breath, waiting for the final results.
This competition wasn’t just about saving face; it likely involved the division of more fundamental interests.
Soon, the final tallies were presented to the two supervisors.
Pork Slaughterhouse Total Kill Count: 23456
Chicken Slaughterhouse Total Kill Count: 23444
Victor: The Pork Slaughterhouse!
Seeing the incredibly close yet decisive numbers, Seraphina Sullivan, Dustin Sullivan, Lily Underwood, and the others below the stage felt a great weight lift from their chests, all secretly sighing in relief.
’The path was twisted, but we won in the end!’
The gloom on Wessuri’s face vanished in an instant. The corners of her mouth curled into an irrepressible, victorious smile as she looked at Leon Gilmore, whose face was livid with rage.
"Heh, it seems I was right. A larger team doesn’t guarantee victory. Supervisor Gilmore, thanks for the match. I was just a cut above this time."
Leon Gilmore was so furious he nearly ground his teeth to dust. From beneath his meticulously applied eyeshadow, his beautiful eyes glared viciously at the dejected temporary workers behind him. He squeezed two words out through his clenched teeth:
"Useless trash!"
He couldn’t be bothered to keep up appearances any longer. With a cold snort and a flick of his sleeves, he turned and stormed away, taking his posse of chicken-headed Supervisors and the defeated temporary workers with him, never looking back.
The losers’ fate was never a good one. Expressions of despair were already etched on the faces of the temporary workers from the chicken slaughterhouse.
Only the people from the Pork Slaughterhouse remained.
Wessuri was in high spirits. Her gaze fell upon Seraphina Sullivan and the others, her tone softening considerably. "You all did very well. You haven’t disappointed me."
She paused, moving to fulfill her earlier promise. "As I said before, victory means the top-performing temporary workers will be promoted to full-time employees. However..."
Her tone shifted. "Our slaughterhouse has a limited number of full-time positions—only three. I will grant the status of full-time employee to the three individuals with the highest personal kill counts in this competition!"
A jolt of excitement went through Seraphina Sullivan, Dustin Sullivan, and Lily Underwood simultaneously.
’In the last few days, they had worked together, grinding kills like mad. Their personal counts were all incredibly high, so their chances of making the top three were excellent!’
Sure enough, the moment Wessuri finished announcing the rules—
[Ding! Congratulations, Player, you have completed Side Quest Three: Become a Full-Time Employee!]
[Ding! Congratulations, Player, you have received your reward: One Random Potion!]
The system prompts chimed simultaneously in the minds of Seraphina Sullivan, Dustin Sullivan, and Sean Chandler.
All three of them had made it into the top three!
Lily Underwood’s expression stiffened slightly, clearly annoyed that she hadn’t received a reward.
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