Three-wheeled rickshaw puller, white.
"ah?"
Xu Shang was stunned.
What the hell kind of job is this!
It was not until he looked up and saw a rickshaw passing by on the non-motorized vehicle lane outside the door that Xu Shang revealed a somewhat subtle expression.
The options drawn by this system seem to be related to the environment you are in?
If you think positively, doesn't it mean that the professions selected by the system lottery are often what you need?
But this profession of three-wheeled rickshaw puller... is really useless!
It’s not that Xu Shang looked down on this profession. Xu Shang felt that there was no distinction between high and low among the working people. However, as he was familiar with the historical trends, he knew that the profession of rickshaw puller was destined to be eliminated by history.
But fortunately, you can choose one of the three, so this system is quite humane.
You can't have three rubbish professions in a row!
The second profession also stopped, and Xu Shang's expression became subtle again.
Waiter, blue.
Is it because I eat in a restaurant that you picked a waiter as a profession for me?
And why can the profession of waiter be a blue profession?
Xu Shang suddenly had an indescribable feeling.
But on second thought, in many foreign countries where there is a 15% tip, waiters do seem to be a high-paying job, especially those waiters with high skills who can easily get tips, who are indeed worthy of the blue level.
But the problem is that it is still of no use to Xu Shang.
"The last one, the last one..."
Xu Shang muttered to himself, praying that the last one wasn't garbage.
The last career finally came to a halt.
Snack Chef, Blue!
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