The System In My Head

First boss company fight

"Huh?" Owen and the other staff at the film studio squinted at Ben as he made a puzzling statement about the meal...

He clarified. "I said I could lift that weight."

Watching this excited-eyed boy, most of the staff members and Owen could not help but laugh anymore ... The big red shook his head. "Son, I'm sure you want to prove yourself, but you know, about 160 pounds? You see that bench press? That's 250 pounds there. Give me a break ..."

"I can lift it" Ben repeated with confidence.

Seeing how confident Ben was, Jacob once again spoke up for him. "Give him a chance. Besides, at this point, what's the harm? You said it yourself, we can't get anyone else right now."

'Are they serious?' Owen squinted at them for a while. "Well, why not? It's your studio Jacob, so since you guaranteed the boy, I don't mind giving him a chance, even though he'll embarrass himself. After saying that, I won't have all mine." People ran around and did nothing."

He pointed to a 250 lb barbell bench press. "Son, do one repetition first. If you can't even repeat once, we've got nothing to talk about, but before you start, know this." His face became serious. "If you fool me and waste my time, there will be serious consequences. So.. Are you sure you want to do this?"

At that moment, Ben received several system warnings that caused his eyebrows to lift.

[Unique conditions detected]

[Floor Booth detected]

[Users have opened a sub-system of Favorability: male relations]

[Floor B1 (Production): Jacob Leiberman]

[Current target relationship level: friendly]

[Title: Seniors Seniors (user designated)]

...

Reading the last part, Ben smiled. 'As a company employee, it's always nice when someone upstairs takes your advice ...'

More messages followed.

[11th Floor Boss (Male Health Magazine): Owen Murphy]

[Current target relationship level: unfriendly]

[Title: Mutated Fire Dragon (user designated)]

...

Looking at the sudden amount of data, Ben looked around at the other staff members, but to all of them, the system screen only showed one thing.

[Slave company]

...

Ben nodded. 'They are figures that fill the background ...'

He did not realize that at this moment, his own status in the company was even lower ...

[Challenge conditions met]

[Special Optional Challenges: Swole or Troll - Prove to the 11th Floor Boss that you have what it takes, then fill in for the task]

[Punishment: Loss of climbing qualification for the Tower]

Seeing the punishment, Ben understood. 'If I mess up, this redhead jerk is gonna get me fired, but that's okay, because I'm not gonna ruin this.'

The system even offers a summary.

[You met the Wild Floor Boss who offered you a challenge. If you accept it, you will leap over the Floor, facing a higher level Boss]

[Do you want to accept the challenge?]

Ben's eyes glared at the challenge. "Of course, I'm not the protagonist if I can't jump level in a boss fight!' He glanced at Owen who had been waiting for him to think about it, "I'll do it!"

[Challenge begins]

Looking at Ben, Owen sighed. 'Anything. It's in the hands of the devil now ...'

Then he instructs his slaves to make room for Ben to use the bench press.

As Ben prepares to accept the challenge, one thing disturbs him. He was curious why the system displayed more data here than in Domina. He asked the system and he answered it because he passed the tutorial stage, and also to be quiet and grateful or he would be dropped.

...

Ben doesn't quite understand, but he plans to move on and not be a baby about it, because babies would rather be dropped than anyone.

...

As he prepared to sit on the bench press, Jacob placed a hand on his shoulder. "Benjamin, are you sure about this? They create this feature for bodybuilders. If you are not careful, you can get hurt. Although, of course, I believe in your survival skills ..."

Ben smiles. 'Features with bodybuilders? How original. I wonder how they chose this feature. Do they have some algorithms that make mindless choices?

Or maybe some mythical marketing team in a hidden room in China..."

However, Ben replied confidently. "Thank you for your concern Jacob, and your support, but trust meI'll be fine."

Seeing his certainty, Jacob chose to believe in the young man.

Soon, Ben signs a document that nullifies the company's responsibilities if he gets hurt, and he prepares to lift the load. As he did some stretching and warming up in the machine, he remembered one problem that made him stop. 'Wait, like the other protagonists with special powers, should I be careful and hide my abilities? Otherwise, the government can arrest me and use me for experimentation...'

Then, he realized something. 'Well, if I read every novel that says that, at every new map change, there will be a million new people stronger than me, so forget it ...'

Convinced, Ben puts himself on the bench, and puts his hand on the barbell.

Owen watches Ben closely but only because he doesn't want to take responsibility if the boy is injured. He even instructs two corporate slaves to stand nearby .. ready to lift the crossbar when it collapses on Ben, which he believes will happen.

Despite not having any confidence, she was still strict about her standards as she yelled at Ben. "Remember, full range of motion! Don't arm the crocodile!"

...

As Ben's hand touched the crossbar, he remembered something and looked at Owen. "Do you have any chalk powder?"

Owen raised one eyebrow. "For a handle?"

Ben shook his head, but did not finish what he wanted to say out of a desire to keep his job. 'No, leave fingerprints after I slap you in the face.'