Chloe Sharp’s words were half-true. The interviewer this time was indeed a very serious woman with a sharp tongue, which made many of the interviewees too nervous to perform well.
But Nina Summers felt nothing when she heard Chloe Sharp’s words.
’She figured it was just a formality anyway. Once the interview was over, they would all go their separate ways, so it didn’t matter what the interviewer was like.’
If she knew the answer to a question, she’d answer it. If she didn’t, she’d say so. If the interviewer yelled at her, she’d yell right back. If the interviewer tried to hit her, she’d run for it.
Many people choose to just give up and stop caring when the outcome is predetermined, and Nina Summers was one of them.
Ever since she learned this was all just a formality, Nina Summers felt exceptionally relaxed in both body and mind.
Perhaps because she had been so tense before, she felt a little light-headed now that she’d relaxed. She started to let her mind wander. Whatever Chloe Sharp said went in one ear and out the other, not affecting her mood in the slightest.
This state continued right up until it was her turn for the interview.
Nina Summers took a deep breath, handed her number to the staff member, and opened the conference room door.
Inside the spacious conference room sat five interviewers. The one in the very center was a young woman in her twenties or thirties. She had ear-length short hair, her brow was slightly furrowed, and her thin lips were pursed, giving her the appearance of someone who was difficult to talk to.
Nina Summers was already prepared to be given a hard time by her, but the woman smiled gently when she saw Nina’s name.
She looked up at Nina Summers and said in a gentle tone, "Hello, I’m the lead interviewer for today. My name is Holly Rhodes..."
...
Meanwhile, after saying goodbye to Joanne White, Melody Summers wandered through the reconstruction zone on her own, holding an umbrella.
’Who would have thought that this place, which had been nothing but a barren, abandoned patch of land on the outskirts of the city two years ago, had now become an oasis of hope in the midst of the flood.’
Staff members came and went, workers bustled about, and a fleet of trucks transported disaster relief food from the planting base to various shelters in the city.
Melody Summers watched the busy figures as she meandered through the area, eventually ending up next to an unfinished construction site.
The place was remote. Seeing no one around, Melody Summers stretched and was about to enter her space to rest for a bit. But unexpectedly, at that very moment, a system notification suddenly exploded in her mind—
[Host! Watch out for a sneak attack!]
As the system’s voice rang out, Melody Summers felt a sudden chill on the back of her neck!
Realizing someone was attacking from behind, she instinctively dove forward. She dodged, albeit clumsily, but because she was wearing flip-flops, she couldn’t keep her footing and stumbled, falling flat on the ground.
Melody Summers didn’t hesitate after hitting the ground; she immediately rolled to the side.
The next second, an iron rod slammed down hard on the spot where Melody Summers had just been lying!
Judging by the force of the rod hitting the ground, the attacker was clearly trying to kill her.
Melody Summers rolled twice on the ground, creating some distance between her and her attacker. Then, she quickly pulled the pepper spray from her pocket, covered her own mouth and nose, and sprayed it directly at him.
"Ah!"
Blasted by the specially formulated spray, the man with the iron rod instinctively clutched his face and let out a wail.
Seeing her chance, Melody Summers didn’t hesitate. She scrambled up from the ground, closed the distance in a few quick steps, and while the man was fumbling in distress from the spray, she snatched the iron rod from his hand, swung it high, and brought it down hard on the back of his neck!


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