Chapter 303 Who is more unlucky
Chapter 303 Who is more unlucky
Tan Wenjie looked at the piece of silk that was brought to him. The silkworm had finally spun out the finished product, and the speed was faster than he had imagined.
"...That big female silkworm eats a lot and is very picky, only eating precious herbs. But she gives birth quickly, grows fast, and produces a lot of silk. This much silk can be produced in just half a month." The butler told him all the information he knew in detail.
After seeing so many miraculous events that happened in the Tan Mansion, silkworms that simply spun silk quickly were no longer considered strange.
Tan Wenjie grabbed the silk and touched it, and found it felt delicate.
He reached out and scratched the silk with his fingernails, but failed to cut it.
"What will happen if we don't feed precious herbs?" asked Tan Wenjie.
"If you don't feed them, they will grow slowly, produce less silk, and eventually there will be nothing."
"Then continue feeding." Tan Wenjie pointed to the silk in his hand and said to the housekeeper beside him, "I want to know how many pieces of cloth are produced in the future. Make a set of clothes for me first, and then make clothes for the three ladies."
With the crazy silk-spinning speed of the silkworm, it is estimated that it will be completely completed in just a few days.
However, even faster than that, he reached a time when he could pay 30 points of vitality and enter the [Secret Realm]. However, the situation was a little strange, but it could not be said to be bad, because two new secret realms appeared at the same time.
One is accessible at level 5, and the other is accessible at level 10.
Because of the level limit, if he wants to enter the lv10 [Secret Realm], he will probably need tens of millions of experience points to upgrade.
You have to work harder to gain experience.
But the lv5 secret realm is a bit like a fish-frying game to him.
……
[There is a ghost in the office, energy consumption: 30]
[Current Vitality: 30/36]
[Please select the secret realm mode: role-playing/free exploration (currently unavailable)]
[Save one from death: The office building is very strange. Nine people die every year. As one of the chosen ones, please survive the seventh lunar month. Reward: 2000 magic coins, 30000 experience points]
"Hey, wake up!"
Someone pushed Tan Wenjie's back with some force, forcing him to wake up.
He opened his eyes and rubbed his sore cheeks.
I am in an office, with office workers trapped in cubicles. Everyone is busy, but at this moment the atmosphere is weird and quiet, and the source of all the silence is right behind me.
Tan Wenjie turned his head and looked behind him. A middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses was staring at him with a bad expression.
“Is the company a place for you to sleep?”
It's not just a place to sleep, it's also a place to shit with pay. What I do depends on how much money you pay me.
Memories flooded back.
Ajie, who just graduated, applied for a job as a salesman at a toy company in an office building. His parents are divorced and his financial situation is average.
He has a simple social life, has had little presence since childhood, has an ordinary appearance, has no girlfriend and no good friends. He used to be a complete nerd, wearing thick black-framed glasses.
Today is his second day at work as an intern.
It's very difficult to do with just this little money.
Tan Wenjie quickly turned his head and glanced at the desk calendar.
"It's the beginning of May in the lunar calendar, and there are still three months until the end of July."
"Hey, are you stupid?" the voice behind was still urging.
"Manager, there's a call for you." an employee suddenly said.
"I'm here!" the man with gold-rimmed glasses replied, and then said to Tan Wenjie, "The company didn't hire you to sleep with you."
After saying that, he left in a hurry.
The salesman of the toy company, who is still a newcomer, must follow the old employees to do business. Now that no one is leading him, he has no choice but to sleep on the table.
Judging from the expressions of other colleagues in the company, they were probably used to the manager scolding people. A few people just looked at Tan Wenjie with sympathy, while most people were gloating. Anyway, it wasn't them who were unlucky.
Tan Wenjie stood up from his desk, went to the bathroom on this floor, stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself now.
The heavy bangs were below the eyebrows and she wore black-framed glasses on her face.
A more reasonable suggestion is that the lenses have no degree, probably because they want to cover up their ugliness, or to better arrange their identity by inheriting the "myopia" and becoming normal.
Plaid shirt, tie, jeans.
After complaining about his outfit, Tan Wenjie took off his glasses, wet his hands under the faucet, and casually scratched his hair.
"Can this face be called ordinary?" He looked at his face carefully. If he was discovered by a scout accidentally, he might be kidnapped to make a movie. He would also be targeted by rich woman who would force money out of him and make him a star. He would not be given a chance to refuse and would keep spending money until he agreed.
After glancing at the watch on his left hand, Tan Wenjie returned to his workstation and ignored the man next to him. He instead focused his attention on the female employee who was leaning forward and typing seriously.
"Excuse me, may I ask..."
"Why are you inviting me? Others are working. Aren't you embarrassed to disturb them casually?!" The female employee's mouth was like a machine gun, but she was slightly stunned when she turned her head to look at Tan Wenjie's face.
She quickly put on a smile and said, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
What kind of special skill is this that makes Superman unrecognizable when he puts on glasses?
Hairstyle can affect a person's appearance, but that is only useful for people with average or above average looks. People with really good looks would look as good wearing a sack.
It's too fantastic, more fantastic than seeing a ghost. How can someone as handsome as him be mediocre?
Tan Wenjie smiled gently and said, "I want to ask if anyone in the company has arranged any work for me. I was a little worried after being scolded by my manager just now."
"There is no work in the company." The female employee shook her head and lowered her voice to Tan Wenjie and whispered, "The manager is like that. He wants to scold people when he catches them. The company is very idle recently. You don't have anyone to guide you. If you don't understand anything, you can come and ask me. I'm always free."
Fortunately, Tan Wenjie has seen people of the opposite sex who are more proactive than her.
I am average looking and will never understand how exaggerated the opposite sex can be when they take the initiative.
"Okay, my name is Ajie, what's your name?" Tan Wenjie did not refuse.
He is very polite.
"Tina Zhang," she said while raising her hand to tidy up her hair.
A scent of perfume rushed into Tan Wenjie's nostrils.
"..."
After rejecting Tina's enthusiastic invitation to lunch, Tan Wenjie simply packed up and left his seat. Nine people die here every year, so it would be best to take a walk around the office building to understand the situation clearly.
Just take action and catch all those demons and monsters in one swoop, then wait until the end in peace and security, and your goal will be achieved.
"I'll have to investigate if there are any other urban legends when I get back. It would be best to search online."
The office building was very high-end and crowded at noon, but there was a faint musty smell in the air.
The sunlight shines in through the windows and falls on the floor, making people feel warm, but the musty smell that makes people feel a little uncomfortable is always with them.
Taking the elevator all the way to the first floor, Tan Wenjie didn't see a single ghost hair.
"Do we really have to wait until the seventh month of the lunar calendar for those things to show up on their own initiative?"
His nose sniffed slightly.
Tan Wenjie followed the crowd out of the office building and looked at the traffic outside. His Yin-Yang eyes moved quickly like searchlights, and soon he saw a little devil drooling while holding a lollypop.
"There must be something fishy going on." Tan Wenjie turned his head to look at the office building, then raised his head to look up at the roof.
It doesn’t matter, there is enough time, just take your time to look for it.
Since the other party has chosen me as one of the nine unlucky guys who are bound to die, I will definitely show up. At that time, it will be difficult to say who will be more unlucky.
Is it me, or the ghost targeting me?
(End of this chapter)