Can Jiuluoyu Also Work As Customer Service In Wuxianliu? Chapter 2

Zhang Yu was calculating how to pull off his deception when he suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and the air around him gained an aggressive Aura.

“?”

Zhang Yu looked up in confusion, only to see a red-haired young man standing beside him. His face was painted with colorful greasepaint and studded with rivets. A floor-length cloak wrapped his body tightly, not even revealing his feet.

His clothes were printed with the Grim Reaper and a roulette wheel. The wheel’s segments were filled with various patterns, depicting humans in different forms, all struggling in agony.

The game company really offers a high degree of freedom, Zhang Yu marveled again. It would be difficult for any other company to accept this kind of makeup and styling.

So why did he spend two hundred yuan buying this suit!

He was heartbroken!

“Hello, hello.” Zhang Yu hid his distress, stood up, and greeted him proactively. He knew the importance of first impressions, having specifically looked up and memorized a self-introduction template the night before.

“I am the new Customer Service representative, Zhang Yu. Just call me Little Zhang. I am twenty-four years old, Type A blood, gentle and kind, with a professional work attitude. I am diligent and hardworking, possess a strong team spirit and ambition, have high comprehension, and strong learning ability. I guarantee I can quickly pick up any task assigned to me.”

The red-haired man: “…Huh?”

Zhang Yu had anticipated his colleague’s coldness. Workplace politics meant veterans always wanted to give newcomers a hard time. He understood, he understood; they would get along fine after a few days.

Fortunately, the red-haired man quickly flashed an exaggerated smile. Perhaps due to the makeup, Zhang Yu felt his mouth seemed to split all the way to his ears, and the teeth faintly visible between his lips were overly sharp.

“Tong Wei.” The red-haired man extended his hand in a friendly gesture.

Is he giving his real name? Why isn’t he using a codename now? Zhang Yu truly couldn’t understand this codename system. He quickly shook the hand: “I’ve heard so much about you.”

Tong Wei looked visibly surprised: “You’ve heard of me?”

“Of course, of course.”

Of course not.

Success is built on boasting, and people are built on flattery. It’s always right to praise someone first, regardless of whether you know them or not.

This is high emotional intelligence.

Tong Wei’s expression was strange, lacking the smugness Zhang Yu had expected.

Perhaps he’s savoring the moment, Zhang Yu thought.

After the greeting, Zhang Yu felt the procedure was complete. He sat down on his own accord and continued to secretly plot his grand scheme.

Tong Wei stood silently in place, staring intently at the back of Zhang Yu’s head.

This new CS representative has heard of him?! Tong Wei was secretly alarmed.

The Dungeon and Reality are largely separate. Only a very small number of people in the real world know about the existence of Dungeons and Players, and these people are all well-known, important figures.

Zhang Yu is just an ordinary person, not even qualified to know about the existence of the game. How could he possibly have heard of a Player’s name?

He must be lying… Tong Wei thought uncertainly. Forget it, it doesn’t matter.

“I’m here to conduct your assessment. Let’s begin.” Tong Wei pulled up a chair and sat behind Zhang Yu, resting his chin on one hand, adopting a “show me what you’ve got” posture.

“Uh.” Zhang Yu cautiously asked, “Well, isn’t anyone going to demonstrate?”

“Oh?” Tong Wei dramatically raised his tone, “Didn’t you say you had experience? We are looking to hire experienced hands.”

Zhang Yu: “…”

He remembered now. After repeatedly failing to secure a job, he had learned some universal interview phrases, including the line, “I have experience and can quickly get started.”

He probably said it habitually during the private chat, digging his own grave.

“Yes, yes, of course I do,” Zhang Yu maintained a strained smile, “It’s just that the system is different, so I need to adapt.”

“No worries, take your time. I’m not in a rush.”

“Alright.”

Zhang Yu took a deep breath and clicked on a pending task. A dialogue box immediately popped up on the page.

The user on the other side, having gone through who knows what, had already sent several pages of messages, densely overflowing the screen.

[Player: I’m going to die, I’m going to die! Trash Dungeon, trash item! Why did the item fail at the critical moment!! Is the game trying to kill me!!!]

[Player: Why me, why me? This was the item I exchanged with all my points… Why did it fail? I just want to survive, ahhh]

[…]

Zhang Yu rubbed his forehead, feeling a bit dizzy from the text overload.

He quickly scrolled through the screen. Although the other party had sent many messages, the information was sparse. He could roughly guess that this Player was having a mental breakdown because their item had failed, causing their Dao Heart to shatter.

What should a CS representative do at this time?

Zhang Yu frantically recalled how the customer service of a certain budget platform used to reply to him.

Tong Wei scrutinized Zhang Yu, waiting for him to break down.

The so-called game company naturally didn’t exist. They were actually serving Players who were currently facing life-or-death situations in Dungeons.

Players’ survival rates were very low, with wave after wave dying in the Dungeons. Perhaps because too many people were dying, the game offered Players a small concession—it opened a Safe House at the boundary between Reality and the Dungeon, allowing CS representatives to provide assistance to Players from the Safe House.

But this concession had restrictions: Players could not serve as CS representatives, nor could the CS representatives know about the existence of the game. Furthermore, they had to be recruited randomly through normal channels.

There was no choice but to recruit staff under the guise of a game company.

Many people had come before, but without exception, they all ran away scrambling within a few days. Some who were mentally fragile even ended up in the hospital.

This place was, after all, the boundary between Reality and the Dungeon. The Dungeon’s influence would inevitably seep out, giving people the illusion of being present, even if they weren’t physically there.

Ordinary people couldn’t even handle the strain, let alone provide assistance to the Players.

Initially, the Players thought the game had genuinely changed its nature and was giving them a break. Gradually, everyone realized that it was merely enjoying the spectacle of Players struggling hopelessly from a high vantage point.

CS representatives did exist, but they couldn’t fulfill the intended purpose at all.

Tong Wei closed his eyes. The Player on the other side was already in a state of frenzy, and even through text, it could easily affect the CS representative’s mental state.

Poor newcomer, he might go insane.

Tong Wei suddenly found it boring.

He opened his eyes, intending to call off this farce, but found Zhang Yu deep in thought, his expression normal, not looking like he was about to have a mental breakdown.

“What are you doing?” Tong Wei asked.

“I’m…”

Thinking about what to type.

Zhang Yu abruptly stopped himself from saying what he shouldn’t: “In a moment, in a moment.”

Tong Wei: “?”

Zhang Yu took a deep breath. Forget it, let’s go for it.

[CS Little Zhang: Dear, I’m here.]

[CS Little Zhang: If the item failed, you can try restarting it~]

Tong Wei couldn’t help but let out a snicker. Did this Zhang Yu think he was fixing a computer, suggesting a restart? Item failure was the most serious problem; how could a restart possibly fix it?

Moreover, items didn’t even have a restart function.

[Player: Restart? How do I restart it?]

[CS Little Zhang: Give it a pat.]

Tong Wei couldn’t bear to watch.

Damn it, he felt ashamed for ever having expectations for the role of “CS representative.”

It would be better if they didn’t exist.

Seeing such nonsensical words during a terrifying life-or-death moment, the Player would probably die without peace.

He should just tell everyone to harden their hearts and abandon this useless feature.

It was truly meaningless.

“Phew…” Zhang Yu let out a long breath, leaning back relaxed in his chair. He lifted his chin towards Tong Wei, saying proudly yet reservedly, “Done.”

Done?

What does “done” mean? Tong Wei frowned. How could it be fine? The Player on the other side must be dead by now.

This little weakling is just spouting nonsense.

When no praise came, Zhang Yu showed a confused expression: “Is this not good enough?”

Even the Player said OK.

Tong Wei “Tsked” impatiently and looked at the screen. When he saw the content, he froze, as if struck by lightning.

[Player: It really worked! Thank you, CS! This is great, this is great. I thought I was dead for sure. I was about to be killed by the boss, but at the last moment, the item returned to normal and I counter-killed the unprepared boss! Thank you so much!]

[CS Little Zhang: Dear, OK?]

[Player: OK OK, couldn’t be more OK! I’m already at the victory settlement screen. I could do a Thomas Flair right now!]

Zhang Yu couldn’t understand the other party’s long message, but “OK” was very clear.

Tong Wei was stunned for a long, long time before he abruptly turned his head. His gaze had lost its previous flippancy, replaced only by endless coldness: “How did you know the method to restart the item?”