Viktor hadn’t just tracked their performance; he had tracked their breaking points. He had calculated exactly how much sleep, family time, and sanity a human could lose before they became "unproductive." The spreadsheet was a blueprint for a machine made of people. The Formula for Reality
We could explore as the admin, or perhaps go back to Viktor's perspective when he first created the file. Podnik.xlsx
When he highlighted it, the truth bled out: Sacrifice Level . Viktor hadn’t just tracked their performance; he had
By opening "Podnik.xlsx," Milan hadn't just found the company’s secrets. He had just become the new administrator of the machine. The file saved itself, the drive whirred, and for the first time in three years, Viktor’s old office phone started to ring. When he highlighted it, the truth bled out: Sacrifice Level
The first sheet, "Phase 1," wasn't filled with revenue. It was a list of names—hundreds of them. Next to each name were dates and coordinates. Milan realized with a chill that these were the first employees of the company. But there was a hidden column, Column Z, formatted in white text so it was invisible against the background.
As he adjusted a single cell—lowering the "Ethics" variable by 10%—the "Projected Growth" cell didn't just show a number. It generated a string of text: “The park on 4th Street will be replaced by a parking lot. Three families will relocate. Profit: +€1.2M.”