Chapter 65
The people in front wrote so quickly without discussing the positions at all. I'm afraid it's not because they have already reached a consensus, but because they know there is a problem with this, so they didn't write anything on the job application card, waiting to trick the people behind them.
Lu Jiamu took the pen and pretended to write for a while, then turned around, held the pen in both hands, and carefully handed it to Kouman who was sitting behind him. A big smile appeared on his face, and then he turned back without saying a word.
Seeing that he was smiling so happily, Coleman took it with some suspicion. Two seconds later, he realized something was wrong: when he filled out the application form, he did not discuss it with them at all, nor did he say what he filled out.
Filling in the blanks randomly like this would most likely result in the five of them filling in overlapping positions and being eliminated. He shouldn't do such a thing.
Unless he actually wrote nothing. He thinks there is something wrong with this step?
Kouman pretended to write for a while and then handed the pen to Wei Xiaoyan.
Wei Xiaoyan was also wondering in her heart.
The first two people didn't say a word, which is abnormal. Shouldn't this job application card be filled out?
She also imitated the two people in front of her and pretended to fill out the form, then handed it to Yu Leng behind her.
Yu Leng not only noticed something unusual from the behavior of the previous few people, but also guessed that Lu Jiamu thought there was something wrong with the pen.
Is it that the 2B pencil series is required to fill in the machine-readable card?
He didn't ask any more questions, pretended to write, and then passed the pen to Wang Biao behind him.
Although Wang Biao was not as quick-witted as them, he knew what was going on tacitly as he saw that they all didn't say a word. He simply filled out the form and passed the pen to the next person.
But the job seeker behind Wang Biao didn't know the inside story. Seeing that the people in front of him had filled out the application form properly, he carefully wrote down the position he hoped to interview for on the job application card without any worries.
The ink flowing out of the signature pen is black. Although it flows smoothly, it is a different color from the blood-red lettering in front, and the contrast is very eye-catching.
The housekeeper suddenly announced excitedly: "If you deface your job application card, you will be disqualified from applying!"
There was unspeakable joy in his tone, as if a carefully laid trap had finally been stepped on.
The job seeker behind Wang Biao hadn't figured out what was going on yet. He looked at his own neat handwriting and felt very confused: "Ah?"
But he had been lifted up by a force that appeared out of nowhere.
Everyone looked at him, and the applicant was still shouting unwillingly: "Why! Why me! What did I do wrong?!"
As he was being carried to the podium, he saw the job application cards of the people in front of him. They were all empty, and none of them had written anything on them.
It turns out...it turns out that the pen was wrong! Writing on a job application card with the wrong pen is considered a defacement.
By the time he figured it all out, it was too late. The job seeker was slammed against the blackboard, and was swallowed whole by the blackboard while screaming.
Seeing that another applicant had been eliminated, after a moment of silence, the applicant sitting in the first position asked in a deep voice: "So, what pen should we use to fill out the application card?"
The butler put away his excitement and replied politely, "Write it in the same handwriting as your name and application number. You can move around the classroom freely to find it."
It's almost the same as not saying anything.
Although it appears to have no malicious features and its body movements and usual tone are very gentle and polite, it is actually not a good thing.
The butler raised his wrist to reveal his watch: "There are still three minutes left to fill in your personal information. We don't have much time left, so please hurry up, applicants."
The first thing that appeared on the job application card was red, a bit like blood, but it was hard to say because there was a red pen for marking homework on the podium.
The first candidate immediately took back the red pen. Even though he had the upper hand, he didn't dare to write on his application card. He only had one chance. If he didn't have this pen, he would die immediately.
But he had to write it down. If it took more than three minutes, all of them would die, and he didn't want to give up this opportunity.
The candidate in front of him scratched his head and looked back at Lu Jiamu anxiously: "What do you think that is?"
Lu Jiamu picked up the job application card and sniffed it gently, smelling a very light iron smell, and felt that the red handwriting was most likely blood. But perhaps the smell came from the card itself.
Lu Jiamu smiled and replied, "It is whatever you look like."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and discussed with a few people behind him about applying for positions.
If this butler has become such a monster, then its little master Batty must not be a normal person either.
The principle that the closer you are, the faster you die should still apply here. It seems that it is better not to apply for the positions of those three personal servants.
In comparison, teachers of three subjects seem to be the safest.
Although the position of bodyguard sounds dangerous, in this world of monsters, the most monstrous one might be the little girl Batty, so what dangers can she face? This one should be relatively safe.
As for the chefs, none of the five of them were good at cooking, and they didn't know what the monsters would eat specifically or whether they would eat humans. They were afraid that they would not be able to take on this important task, so they decided not to consider it.
After discussing for a while, it was finally decided that Kou Man would apply for the deputy butler position, which seemed to be the most dangerous, Lu Jiamu, Yu Leng and Wei Xiaoyan would apply for the three teacher positions, and Wang Biao would be the bodyguard.
After the discussion here, the applicant holding the pen was constantly urged by others to write quickly and not to waste time, and he was already sweating profusely.
Finally, he found a short applicant who came in later and seemed to have the least support, and said, "You, fill in the card with this pen."
The little guy who was asked was of course not happy. He would rather stay overtime than fill out the application card with the wrong handwriting and be punished by the housekeeper, facing certain death on the spot.
The candidate sitting at the front of the line shouted compulsively: "Write now!"
As he said this, he tried to pry the little man's hand open and put the red pen in.
The butler ignored the dispute between them. Apparently, in his opinion, this level of conflict did not amount to the use of violence.
Lu Jiamu took a look at the battle situation over there, silently and carefully picked up his job application card, and then searched around the classroom.
Soon, he dug out a pen from the corner of the multimedia podium, which had fallen in at some point.
Lu Jiamu came out with a pen and sat back in his original seat.
In the back row of the classroom, the applicant had already stuffed the red pen into the little man's hand, held his hand, and forced him to write on the card.
The little guy was so anxious that his face turned green, but he was too weak to beat the other person. He used so much force that veins appeared on his hands and face.
Once this word is written, he will most likely die.
The little man was forced into a desperate situation. He suddenly restrained his strength, pulled out his hand, grabbed his job application card, and stuffed it into the hand of the applicant who forced him to write.
The housekeeper suddenly spoke happily: "Snatching other people's job application cards shows a lack of professionalism and will be eliminated automatically!"
As soon as it finished speaking, the confused applicant was lifted up vigorously.
When the other applicants saw this scene, their eyes lit up, as if they had found a new way to engage in vicious competition and harm others in this scenario where violence was not allowed.
The job application card had been creased and stained with red ink during the dispute. The housekeeper pointed at the little man and said, "You have defaced the job application card and you will be disqualified from applying!"
The little man suddenly burst into a crazy and insane laugh. He had known for a long time that he would not be able to escape this time, and he was sincerely happy to be able to take the person who hurt him with him.
Anyway, their scramble seemed to have cleared another mine. The red handwriting was not the signature pen.
After dealing with the two applicants, the housekeeper paused, as if he still felt it wasn't lively enough, and added another rule: "I forgot to tell you that our positions are on a first-come, first-served basis, and will close when they are full. Hurry up, there is only one and a half minutes left."
Lu Jiamu turned his attention back to the pen in his hand.
He had already unscrewed the cap on the pen, exposing the ink-absorbing part inside. It was filled with blue ink.
He immediately squeezed the ink from his pen onto the ground, then took the plastic tray used to hold chalk from the podium.
The red handwriting now looked like blood.
Without any hesitation, Lu Jiamu quickly rolled up his sleeves, held the pen high in one hand, and stabbed his arm hard.
Blood suddenly flowed out and he used a small tray to catch it with an expressionless face.
However, if you just write directly like this, there is a high probability that the handwriting will be the wrong color because of the blue ink remaining in the pen.
He didn't want to make a mistake in such a small matter, but there was really no water in the room.
Even though Yu Leng, who was sitting two seats behind him, had gone through three worlds, he was still very afraid of needles and other things. When he saw Lu Jiamuzha himself, his scalp instantly went numb and his body was covered with goose bumps.
He immediately took off his clothes and rushed over to help Lu Jiamu press the wound.
Lu Jiamu waved his hand, indicating that he should not press it yet: "Wash the brush."
Yu Leng understood, threw away the clothes in his hand, took the pen and sucked it in the blood several times.
Lu Jiamu poured out the blood that had already stained blue, caught some more blood on a tray, filled his pen with the blood, and began to write on his job application card.
Yu Leng helped him press the wound. While his scalp was tingling, he was also a little confused: At this time, how come he is not afraid at all?
Lu Jiamu had already written half of the job application, but the housekeeper just stood there quietly and did not say that he had defaced the job application card.
It seems that words really need to be written in blood.
As soon as Lu Jiamu finished writing, he handed the pen to Kouman who was sitting behind him.
Other applicants also noticed Lu Jiamu's success, like a group of wolves seeing a sheep.
They immediately left their seats with their job application cards and tried to snatch the pen that was filled with blood.
Wang Biao slammed the table and stood up, scales appeared on his body one by one. He stood beside Kou Man and asked her to write quickly.
Most of the other applicants were afraid of the "civilized" rules mentioned by the housekeeper and did not dare to snatch the things directly. Instead, they tried to use other people to influence and disrupt their writing process. Only a few people were bold enough to take action directly.
Seeing that they were in chaos, the butler happily announced: "Those who use violence lack professional ethics and are automatically eliminated!"
"If you damage your job application card, you will be disqualified from applying."
Several applicants were eliminated at once.
The five people covered each other and quickly and simply wrote their job application cards.
Wang Biao, who was sitting at the back, did not hand the pen directly to others after he finished writing.
What a joke! Everyone is engaged in vicious competition at this time, and no one is a kind person. If you help a stranger finish his writing, and it conflicts with your own work, you will lose your life!
His eyes turned red, and in order to avoid being harassed by others, he swung his arm hard and threw the pen as far away as possible.
As expected, the group of applicants stopped playing tricks on them and immediately rushed over to fight for this life-saving straw.
The butler did not comment on the scramble over there, but just raised his wrist to reveal his watch, and after a moment announced: "Okay, time's up."
After it finished speaking, it waved its hand, and the filled-in job application card flew into its hand.
The butler looked through the cards for a moment, then raised his featureless face and turned to the group of people scrambling for pens. Time was limited, and most people had not had time to fill in their cards, but some people's cards were bent or stained during the scramble.
It began to happily pick out those who had behaved inappropriately, were considered to have used violence, had touched other people's job application cards, were considered to have snatched other people's job application cards, or had their own cards dirty or broken.
Amid the screams, there were only a few survivors left in the house.
The butler seemed to look around and sighed: "Although I am not satisfied with your professional qualities, I need to recruit nine people for this recruitment. If we exclude those who have not filled in the positions due to overtime, the number of people is not enough, so I can only give you who are still qualified to apply one more chance. Now, please follow me for the interview."
It pointed at Lu Jiamu, who had completed the form first, and said, "This gentleman, please go first."
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