# 174
**Chapter 174: Rubik’s Cube Brand Fully Automatic…**
Lin Qiye: …
Braised spider claws? With those two skinny sticks of yours, how much meat could there even be?
Lin Qiye shook his head helplessly. Faced with such a harmless-looking little boy, he really couldn’t bring himself to obliterate his soul.
Seeing Lin Qiye shake his head, the little boy’s face turned even paler.
He gritted his teeth and said sorrowfully, “Then… then tell me! How many of my spider legs do you want to let me go?! I’ll give them to you, okay…”
“I don’t want your spider legs,” Lin Qiye said calmly. “I want *you*.”
“I… I’m still a child!”
“…I mean, I want you to come work at my asylum as an orderly.”
“Orderly?” The little boy blinked. “What’s that?”
Lin Qiye pondered for a moment. “Read books with old grandpas, cheer up old grandmas, sometimes cook a meal, do some laundry, and run a marathon or two. Pretty easy work, actually.”
The little boy’s eyes were full of confusion. He didn’t know what a marathon was, but it didn’t sound… too bad?
Phew… as long as he wasn’t selling his organs!
“If I become an orderly, you really won’t kill me?”
“Of course not.”
“Deal!!” The little boy nodded frantically, afraid Lin Qiye might change his mind.
Lin Qiye reached into the void and pulled out a labor contract. It was identical to the one he had signed with Li Yifei—filled with obligations on the spider boy’s side, while his own duties were completely blank…
The only difference was that this contract didn’t include any special clauses like the one forbidding the snake demon from possessing Li Yifei’s body.
Lin Qiye handed the contract to the little boy. “Sign it.”
The boy took it without hesitation, read it carefully from top to bottom, nodded, then picked up the pen…
“Um… how do I write my name?”
“You can’t read?”
“Nope.”
“Then why did you stare at it for so long?” Lin Qiye was speechless. “What’s your name?”
“A Zhu.”
Lin Qiye nodded, wrote the two characters on his palm, and watched as the little boy carefully traced his name. A sudden pang of guilt struck him…
This… this shouldn’t count as child labor, right?
“How old are you?” Lin Qiye couldn’t help asking.
“Me? I think I’m around 130 years old. Why?”
“Nothing, nothing. Keep signing…”
A Zhu finished signing his name—messy but valid. As the contract dissolved, the cell door slowly creaked open.
At the same time, a green orderly uniform identical to Li Yifei’s appeared on A Zhu’s body. A name tag on his chest read: 002.
He was the asylum’s second orderly.
“What do I do now?” A Zhu tilted his head and asked.
“Wait a bit. There’s one more.” Lin Qiye walked to the next cell and looked at the floating Rubik’s Cube, eyes narrowing. “You heard everything I just said, didn’t you?”
He had been gentle with A Zhu, but there was no need to be kind to the cube.
“…Heard… it…”
A faint, robotic voice came from within the cube, emotionless and slightly garbled, like an old radio.
Lin Qiye glanced at the panel behind it.
**
Sinner: Chaotic Rubik’s Cube
Choice: As the mythological creature you personally killed, you have the right to decide its soul’s fate:
Option 1: Obliterate its soul entirely, erasing it from existence.
Option 2: If its “IQ Recognition” of you reaches 60, you may hire it as an asylum orderly. While caring for patients, it can also provide you with a degree of protection.
Current IQ Recognition: 85
**
Lin Qiye raised an eyebrow. This was the first time he’d seen “IQ Recognition” as a hiring condition. It further confirmed that each orderly had unique requirements, likely tied to the creature’s nature.
For Li Yifei, it was “Loyalty”—because loyalty prevented betrayal.
For A Zhu, it was “Fear”—the best way to control him.
As for this Chaotic Rubik’s Cube… it wasn’t a traditional lifeform. It had no loyalty, fear, or emotions. To control it, you had to make it submit intellectually.
Lin Qiye was starting to understand how this asylum worked.
“Show me your value,” Lin Qiye said flatly. “My asylum doesn’t keep freeloaders.”
A Zhu and Li Yifei were humanoid mysteries—naturally suited to be orderlies. But a Rubik’s Cube? Aside from letting Merlin play with it, what use could it possibly have?
The cube was silent for a moment, then spoke in its mechanical voice. Lin Qiye’s eyes slowly lit up.
“Hmm… if that’s the case, you might actually be useful.” He rubbed his chin, intrigued.
He pulled out another contract and signed it with the cube. As the contract vanished, the cell door opened.
The cube floated out. Having no body, it didn’t get a uniform—just a name tag embedded in one of its faces: 003.
Lin Qiye looked at his two new orderlies with satisfaction and led them back into the asylum.
There, wearing an apron and chef’s hat, Li Yifei was carrying a dish through the hallway. He froze when he saw the two—well, three—approaching.
“Director?” Li Yifei’s confused gaze swept past Lin Qiye and landed on A Zhu in the orderly uniform. He stared blankly. “This is…”
“New orderlies,” Lin Qiye said simply. “This is A Zhu. That’s the cube.”
Li Yifei’s eyes instantly reddened. He set the food down, rushed over, and hugged Lin Qiye, sobbing.
“Qiye! You *do* care about me! I’m exhausted!”
He turned excitedly to A Zhu and the cube. A Zhu seemed normal enough, but the floating cube left him stunned.
“Wh… what exactly is *that* thing supposed to do?”
Lin Qiye stepped aside and gave the cube a look.
It vibrated slightly and began spinning rapidly. In the next moment, dirty laundry from the basket flew toward it, swirling in midair. A ball of water and a bar of soap appeared, perfectly encasing the clothes without spilling a drop. Everything spun together in a two-meter radius…
Li Yifei’s eyes bulged. He trembled with excitement.
“Th… this is…”
A mechanical voice came from the cube:
**“Rubik’s Cube Brand Fully Automatic Washing Machine, Dryer, Dishwasher, and Mahjong Table—at your service!”**