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Chen Mu looked at the skinny old man strangely.
Why does it feel like a job fair in my previous life?
He flipped through the books again and found that they were all about similar hard labor.
And it was just a simple description. It was impossible to tell what the real situation was.
They all go there to work, and the requirements are similar. A harsh job like mining requires fifteen years of experience, but growing medicine only requires ten years.
I guess that medicine isn't a good one.
Blind auditions are all about luck.
Chen Mu looked at the old man calmly.
He reached out and pushed the booklet back to the old man: "Please give me some advice, old sir."
As he spoke, Chen Mu gritted his teeth and placed five white jade coins next to the book.
The skinny old man narrowed his eyes and opened the book naturally, just covering the white jade coin.
"Do you have any special talents?"
Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief. The white jade money worked!
"I'm good at cooking!" Chen Mu said confidently.
The old man looked at Chen Mu calmly: "Change one."
What, you look down on my cooking skills?
"No one is hiring a cook." The old man said indifferently.
Chen Mu looked regretful: "Writing and drawing are also good."
The old man looked at Chen Mu speechlessly: "We don't hire an accountant either."
"I can make all kinds of medicines." Chen Mu hesitated for a while.
The ten years of working in growing medicine just now made him a little worried.
The skinny old man nodded with satisfaction: "Then go to Jilong Mountain to grow yellow sprout rice for twenty years."
Chen Mu: “…”
Is there any connection between growing crops and my knowledge of medicine?
Chen Mu looked at the old man with a calm face.
I won’t be cheated!
"Come, let me stamp it for you." The old man opened the wooden box, inside which was a row of seals.
He picked one out and motioned Chen Mu to show his arm.
Chen Mu's eyes narrowed immediately. Is this the mark that Tu Shan mentioned?
After the cover is put on, will you be controlled to death?
"Change your mind?" The old man looked at Chen Mu calmly. He had seen this kind of thing many times.
"Come on." Chen Mu rolled up his sleeves decisively.
The old man looked at Chen Mu in surprise and asked, "Aren't you afraid of being controlled by others?"
Chen Mu said calmly: "I am more afraid of dying ordinary and old."
Stamping may be controlled, but you can see more scenery.
If you don't build a house, you can indeed live a carefree life, but you may never be able to jump out of the pond of Daliang.
Given his cautious character, he would not hand his life over to others.
But he was even more unwilling to die in Daliang.
Besides, compared with the gray wall of unknown origin, what is this little mark?
"Okay." The skinny old man smiled and stamped the round seal on Chen Mu's left forearm.
A cool feeling came, and a circular pattern connected by black star-shaped silk threads appeared on the arm.
Chen Mu wiped it subconsciously, but there was no discoloration at all.
It's like it grows on the skin.
“Don’t be afraid, it’s just a precaution. When the lifespan expires or you break through your perception, this thing will naturally disappear.” The old man shrugged.
Chen Mu nodded.
In the previous life, didn’t you have to sign a contract when you found a job?
Since it's all covered, there's no need to worry about it.
The old man took out another sign from his sleeve and handed it to Chen Mu: "Keep it safe, this is your proof."
"You can board the White Shuttle now, or you can go back and say goodbye."
"But remember to set off in the morning four days later. No one will be waiting for you if you are late."
The turtle shell submarine is called the white shuttle?
This is not like Shuttle at all.
"I'm going to the White Spinach." He had wanted to go up and take a look for a long time.
……
Two days later.
The inside of the white shuttle is as bright as day.
Two rows of sixteen-story cabin buildings extend to the end along the inner walls on both sides.
There is an open area in the middle, with snow-white pillars standing in the middle, connecting the ceiling and the ground.
The streets on the bottom level are bustling with people, and the cabins on both sides have been converted into various shops for food, clothing, housing and transportation.
There were stalls on both sides of the street, selling all kinds of strange items.
There is even a brothel for listening to music and two teahouses for drinking tea and telling stories.
If these people hadn't done anything to disguise themselves, Chen Mu would have thought he had come to a ghost market.
“It doesn’t seem as bad as I imagined.”
He thought it would be a dark cabin with dozens of people crammed together in a hostile environment.
But in reality, the White Soli is comparable to a luxury yacht in the previous life.
"This shows that our group of people are quite valuable." Chen Mu smiled bitterly.
Twenty years of free work was all used to pay for the trip, it is indeed worthwhile.
At this moment, a majestic figure suddenly came into view, and Chen Mu's scalp suddenly tightened: "Bai Miaojin?!"
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 177 Set sail
Looking at Bai Miaojin, Chen Mu's heart skipped a beat.
"I finally escaped."
As if sensing Chen Mu's gaze, Bai Miaojin turned around.
Chen Mu controlled his eyes and looked at the other person like an ordinary passerby.
He immediately showed some surprise at her figure, and then looked away nonchalantly.
Then I followed the crowd and casually toured the streets of Baizhuosuo.
"Just run away. It has nothing to do with me anymore."
Although he wanted to avenge himself for being caught, he couldn't do it.
Bai Miaojin is easy to deal with, but Cuicui, who has regained her original form, is difficult to deal with.
"Anyway, it was Sun Dawang who said those harsh words. It has nothing to do with me." Chen Mu thought leisurely.
He is not afraid of the other party causing trouble.
Shapeshifting: 27/10000/Level ;
Chen Mu looked at the gray wall happily: "Find me first."
"Fourth-level Shapeshifting Technique. If you can still find me, I lose!"
……
November 642, nd year of Daliang.
The departure date for the white shuttle has arrived.
More than a hundred people stood scattered at the front end of the white shuttle.
There is a giant transparent curtain wall there, through which you can clearly see the sea surface outside the white shuttle.
The white scorpion is a different species of turtle, with a snow-white shell and a bright red head, and it is naturally able to control water and fire. The white scorpion shuttle is made from its shell.
The front end was originally the forelimbs and head area of the white sandfly.
The flesh and blood were dug out and filled with a special transparent material to form a large transparent window, just like a glass curtain wall.
“How come you’re missing an arm!” Tu Shan stood in front of Cheng Yi, looking distressed: “It’s a pity that I wasn’t there at the time, otherwise…”
Cheng Yi said indifferently, "Otherwise you can take the opportunity to kill me and steal my Qianji Order, right?"
Tu Shan looked at Cheng Yi in disbelief: "Your misunderstanding of me is too deep!"
He glanced at Tu Shan sincerely and said, "You have become even more shameless!"
Tu Shan grinned and said, "I learned it from your junior brother."
Chengyi was startled: "Have you seen Chengming?"