Chapter 63 Resignation Letter
Fantasy world.
Pei Ci picked up a cup of tea casually. Under his slender jade-like knuckles, the tea in the cup was mellow and red, with a lingering aroma.
The screen in front of me is playing melodramatic commercials one after another.
Pei Ci lowered his brows, a hint of sadness flashed across his eyes, but he did not lose his temper on the spot. He took a sip of tea and sat down in a different position.
He is not the kind of host who would watch advertisements in compliance with the rules, so he immediately recharged his VIP membership, but the imagined ad-free VIP membership did not exist.
After VIP, there is super VIP, and then there are red diamonds, yellow diamonds, and green diamonds, just like a bottomless Russian doll.
Not only that, it also lights up the exclusive privileges for VIP users and gives them double the amount of advertising.
…So now, he needs to watch two thousand ads.
There are two thousand in total, each one minute long.
Start from the first chapter of the main text and scroll down slowly.
After the princess was hung on the city wall for who knows how many times, he narrowed his eyes and felt a little sleepy.
Can't sleep.
If you fall asleep, you won’t be able to kiss Chuchu.
Following The Princess's Wall, the heroine of the CEO's novel who ran away with the baby gave birth to 108 children.
This is the 300th advertisement, and there are still 1,770 more to go. If I continue watching without sleep for another 28.33 hours, I will be able to finish watching them.
Pei Ci placed the teacup on the table and murmured unconsciously: "Chu Chu..."
As long as it is what you initially want.
For Chuchu, he can do anything.
He looked into the distance, a faint and illusory smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he continued to stay awake and read on.
The occasional guest from the Pei family: "..."
His pupils trembled and he turned around and ran away quickly.
Damn, Pei Ciyi has finally gone crazy! ! Someone please save the Fantasy Continent! !
The world of cultivation.
Ming Fengque slowed down his pace and landed in front of the palace from mid-air. His white clothes were as white as snow, without any affectation. He had the noble and indescribable aura of a phoenix, and he did not look like a human being at all.
The palace maids knelt on the ground.
His golden eyes swept over them indifferently, pausing for a long moment, with a strong sense of oppression.
Just when the palace maids were about to sweat, they suddenly heard the Immortal Venerable speak in a calm tone: "Bring some birds."
Palace maid: “!” Oh no, oh no, the Immortal Master is really going to kill the bird!
Ming Fengque had a blank expression on his face: "Help me cut Bing Xixi's red envelope."
Palace maid: “…”
Palace attendant: “?”
The three hosts of Chu Qingkong are all working diligently to complete the system's tasks.
In the infinite flow world, Shi Weizhi was still broadcasting a live battle against the bronze BOSS, in the fantasy world, Pei Ci was reading melodramatic advertisements, and in the cultivation world, Ming Fengque was inviting all birds to cut red envelopes.
They all have bright futures.
——From the Xinhua Dictionary.
Fortunately, the bug was resolved quickly. The Internet is all about efficiency. Although 2G can be used, the network in the main god space is still faster.
The system disorder that had troubled him finally returned to normal.
But after recovering, Chu Qingkong retained the memory of the previous period.
The palace fighting plot is saved and secretly placed in the core database for you to savor. Whenever you have time, you can take it out and have fun with it.
He suddenly felt that each of these features was very interesting, so he kept them all and even created new main quests.
Common to all three hosts.
When a system doesn't want its host to kiss it, it has ten thousand ways and ten thousand traps for its host to jump into.
Meow hahahahahahaha!
Chu Qingkong began to write the work report for this period. The hosts gave him a lot of points, so he was ranked 1 again this quarter.
He just glossed over the points-related matters.
He began to write sentimental reflections:
"Even though the data is messed up, I'm very happy. The work is so hard, and I feel like I haven't been this happy in a long time."
"In that case, the resignation plan..."
Chu Qingkong typed quickly, then stopped halfway and pressed the delete key, deleting the last line one by one.
He had originally intended to postpone his resignation plan.
Haha, he figured it out.
No.
He now has a system that is rich enough to rival the points of the main god space by fleecing the three hosts. If he doesn't enjoy life now, when will he?
Quit your job and become an NPC, and avoid forty years of detours!
"When I'm in the best mood—"
"I thought about it and realized it's almost time. When can I resign? ovo"
He has always been very proactive. In just half an hour, he wrote a fresh letter of resignation and submitted it together with his work report.
One day later.
The main system received the report and the resignation letter, and its eyes went dark: "..."
I'll give you triple points!
Don't go!
*****
Chu Qingkong was halfway through packing up his belongings and still had to go back to hand over his work before he could resign.
I had already submitted my resignation letter, and with the mentality that I could quit at any time, my work attitude plummeted, and even my working hours were much less than before.
Monday, nine in the morning.
Pei Ci finally finished watching the advertisement and felt dizzy. He forced himself to call the system, but heard a calm mechanical voice.
【Sorry, the system you called is out of service area. 】
Pei Ci paused slightly and glanced at the time. He was not at work at 9:30, and he was not at work at 10:00, so he was late at 10:30.
...was it his illusion?
His system is working later and later.
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