02. Simple Task..?

When Lance found out that he could enter other people's bodies, he was very happy.

While he worked on completing the task, he could even experience the life of a healthy person and fulfil his last lifetime's regret.

However, the thing that called itself the system poured cold water on him. 

"You only have ten years to do the task. Your task will be random. You only have 10 life energy. One life energy is equal to one year. Once you use up all your life points you'll completely disappear. Of course, you can choose to stay in the task world and spend your entire life there, but afterwards, that will be it."

Lance nodded to indicate that he understood.

"For the first task, I've selected the easiest one from within the system. It's an office workplace world. Do you wish to start the task now?" 

The system's voice was very cold without a hint of emotion.

Every time Lance heard the system make a sound, his entire body would feel a chill.

 He really didn't like its sound so he immediately replied, "Start the task."

Right after Lance finished speaking, he felt dizzy. He felt as if his entire body was torn apart and put back together again. 

When he opened his eyes again, he was in a strange office. He looked around and saw a desk and chair, a computer and a few other pieces of furniture.

 He also saw a few other people in the room who were also looking at him.

"Beat this damned bastard to death! Does he even look at himself, to actually approach the CEO!"

"He sure has thick skin. Does he actually think he's some rich handsome guy? Fag…"

Before Lance could finally speak again, he immediately heard a buzzing sound, his body was being kicked. 

It was as if these people wanted to break his bones.

What kind of situation was this? Didn't the system say that this was the easiest task? Why was he being beaten up the moment he was sent over? It was supposed to be an easy task, wasn't it?

Lance wanted to shout out loud, but unfortunately, he couldn't find his voice. He could only feel the pain from the kicks and punches that were sent to his body. 

Lance could only close his eyes tightly, hoping that the nightmare would soon be over.

Right now his mind was completely blank. He didn't have time to receive this world's storyline at all. Lance couldn't help but be stunned upon facing this kind of situation.

Suddenly, a hand appeared in front of Lance and lifted him by his collar. Lance's body involuntarily stood up. 

He opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him.

The person grabbing his collar was a man. He was wearing an office workplace uniform.

His eyes were filled with disgust and disdain as he looked at Lance.

His fists clenched and his face twisted into a snarl of rage. 

His eyes were blazing with fury and his jaw was set, lips pressed together in a tight line. 

He was shaking with rage and his grip on Lance's collar was firm.

Upon seeing the expression that emerged in the man's eyes, Lance's heart chilled. 

How much hatred were those to make a grown man expose this kind of expression?

This wasn't simple workplace violence anymore.

When that man saw the dull expression on Lance's face, he grabbed him by his hair and smashed his head towards the ground.

Lance had been dizzy in the first place. Now that the person was hitting his head against the wall, his consciousness became even fuzzier.

 It was to the point that he felt his Spirit was about to pop out from his body. 

Lance panicked a little. He couldn't leave this body. If he did, what would happen to his task?

This was no reason to fail the first task just like this. He could instinctively sense that if he failed like this, he may disappear.

The person named Lance would cease to exist.

With pure willpower, Lance endured the pain in his body. 

Perhaps they were bored with him since he wasn't resisting anymore because the man and his followers finally let him go and left. 

As they walked by, they stepped on him, causing Lance's body to jerk from pain.

After a few moments of being in shock, Lance slowly got up from the ground and slowly limped into the bathroom.

He looked at himself in the mirror and saw a face that was bruised and battered, with a few scratches here and there.

He washed his face with cold water, but the pain was still there.

He had to get back to work on the task assigned to him, and he had to make sure that he didn't fail. 

Lance knew that if he did fail, he would disappear, and he had no intention of letting that happen. 

He had to stay focused and make sure that he completed the task he had been given, no matter how difficult it was. 

Lance promised himself that he would never let himself be a victim again and that he would never let anyone hurt him like that again.

He walked up to a stall, went into the bathroom and sat on the toilet, completely out of strength.