Five People They Threw Away

The salary was the league minimum, and the facility was the second floor of a friend's aging internet café. One clause mattered: every player had the right to know about training decisions, and no data experiment could occur without unanimous written consent. It was something Chenzhou had never received at Solarion. The black-die account sent him a countdown. **Recruitment offer: 09:59 remaining. Join Zero Club, and Solarion's penalty, a league slot, and the truth about Worlds are yours. Refuse, and you will repay the luck that never belonged to you.** Zhao read it. "A free league slot is the most expensive kind." Chenzhou pressed **Decline**. The System turned crimson. **[External module is settling a historical probability bias.]**