Working with Demons, Calculating Their KPIs

On his first day, the receptionist tells him with a smile: this month's liquidation quota is seven. Fun Seeker, a legally registered multinational in the beautiful country, with revenue that ranks among the world's top five hundred. Its main business is terror—killing is a budget line, executions are KPIs. Executives are shielded by immunity clauses, almost untouchable; when low-level grunts die, the company won't even make a phone call. New hires must inject a random IQ Factor—if they don't draw a usable needle, they're just data to be crossed out. What Zhuge Xiaoming draws is a needle condemned as defective: "Communication." It ignores space and terrain, connecting to any communication device—whether the other side picks up is entirely up to fate. Everyone laughs at him for drawing a dud. Only he understands: among these monsters who thrive on luck and brute force, the one who can do the math is the real monster. He will climb to the top of the power structure, abolish the system that treats people as gambling chips, and install the first door in this hell that allows resignation. But to give others the right to exit, he must lock himself inside forever. — Description from novelcodex.org