Then all my cultivation as an immortal has been for nothing?

Chapter 2: How much is your salary?

Wang Yi stared at the girl's lifelike ears and subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch them, but the ears dodged away with amazing sensitivity and flexibility.

This level of flexibility is truly unlike that of a machine.

Elsa: "What, are you interested in my ears? Oh well, I can't refuse, but I'll reluctantly let you touch them! After you touch them, you'll be able to accept that I'm a wolf-beastman!"

As she spoke, the girl leaned closer to Wang Yi and put her ear right in front of him.

Wang Yi hesitated.

He recalled the interns who had collapsed all over the elevator floor earlier. According to Manager Hao, these people would be sent to the Department of Resurrection—in other words, they were all dead.

Just one test caused a large number of people to die; this company is definitely not as harmless as it seems on the surface.

Before venturing further into this world, Wang Yi decided to clarify that he was there to find a job, not to die.

"Um, are those new people who came in with me dead?" he tried to ask.

This needs to be clarified! If that's the case, then we need to find a way to escape.

Elsa: "No, the company has deployed a Resurrection Bureau's magic array underground. Ordinary people who come into contact with this array will be severely injured, and those with mediocre talent will die. But they are all inside the Resurrection Bureau's magic array, so they can be resurrected very easily!"

Although Wang Yi was mentally prepared for the dangers of this world, she seemed to be saying that the Resurrection Bureau had set up a magic array to facilitate resurrection, and that this magic array had killed the newcomers who came with me for the internship.
Doesn't this seem like putting the cart before the horse?

Seeing Wang Yi's expression, Elsa suddenly realized what was going on and waved her hands repeatedly: "No, no! What killed them was the supernatural. When ordinary people come into contact with the supernatural, the least they do is go crazy. Even without the Resurrection Division's magic array, they would feel unwell after going down to the depths of the earth's veins via the elevator, and eventually go crazy or die."

Wang Yi: "So working here is very dangerous?"

Elsa: "Well, how should I put it? You see, you haven't felt any discomfort yet, which means your spiritual root is very excellent. Another piece of evidence is that you noticed I was a wolf beastman before you came down."

“No, I thought you were a catgirl cosplaying,” Wang Yi said.

"I am a wolf!" Elsa suddenly bristled, her tail straightening like a feather duster with static electricity. "I am a wolf-beastman!"

Wang Yi didn't care about any of that. He continued to press, "If I work here, will I suddenly die every few days and then be rescued by the Resurrection Bureau?"

Elsa waved her hand: "No, no, you can only be rescued in time within the Resurrection Division's formation. Most of the time, you can't be rescued during field missions; if you die, you die."

Wang Yi frowned and stared at Elsa, who kept blinking, and the two fell into a temporary silence.

That's really dangerous!

Wang Yi nodded: "Understood. So how can I withdraw?"

Elsa was stunned: "Huh? Quit? This is a chance to cultivate immortality! Shouldn't you be excited to join? Why do you want to leave?"

Wang Yi said with a serious expression, "There's an old Chinese saying..."

"Yeah, I know, Xixi is covering Wei Junjie," the girl interrupted.

Wang Yi: "I'd rather be a dog in times of peace than a human in times of chaos! I'm quitting!"

Although Wang Yi only has 100 yuan in his pocket right now and hasn't even paid his rent for next month, he's not going to starve to death. At worst, he can just apologize to his parents and still get some food!
He didn't want to risk dying at any moment!
His goal is to find an ordinary job and become a 9-to-5 office worker—5 to 9 is fine too; it's completely understandable to be tough on yourself to keep your job during a downturn.

"However, I'd rather not do any work that involves risking my life!" Wang Yi couldn't help but voice his thoughts.

Elsa's eyes widened: "But, in this world, you can fly on a sword!"

"So what?" Wang Yi retorted.

Elsa was taken aback by the question: "Huh? What... isn't flying on a sword cool? Isn't that a dream that boys around here have had since they were little?"

Wang Yi: "I'm sorry, I don't have that kind of dream."

University counselors who grew up watching "Blue Cat and Red Rabbit Seven Heroes" might want to fly on a sword or become Ultraman.

But Wang Yi watched shows like Fruit Warriors when he was a child, so he wasn't really familiar with flying on a sword.

Elsa racked her brains: "Wait a minute! We can still...we can still..."

Wang Yi sighed: "Forget it, you don't need to rack your brains anymore. In short, I'm leaving and going back to being an ordinary person. Since you can bring the dead back to life, you must also have a way to modify my memories and make me forget all of this."

“No.” Elsa answered immediately. “Although I don’t know what your spiritual root is, your resistance is obviously very good. You might be able to resist memory-modifying spells. Forcibly modifying them is possible, but the consequence would be that you become an idiot.”

Elsa took out her phone, operated it a few times, and then showed the screen to Wang Yi: "If you think I'm lying to you, then sign this agreement and go to the Memory Modification Department."

"After you become an idiot, we'll pretend you had an accident."

"The insurance company that we partner with will give your parents a large sum of money."

Wang Yi took the phone and began to carefully read the terms and conditions.

"You're really something!" Elsa exclaimed in surprise. "While those who pass the test are generally people with common sense, you're way too common-sense!"

Wang Yi frowned slightly: "What do you mean? Are all those who passed the test like me?"

"Yes, they are realistic, conservative, seek stability, and there are even extreme materialists who come here and try to explain the world here using mathematics and physics."

Wang Yi: "Those that passed the test, none of them had that 'Haha, I've finally arrived in the world of cultivation! My story begins! System, add points!' style?"

Elsa shook her head: "No, these usually die as soon as they enter the magic circle, and their physical form will also disintegrate, causing a lot of trouble for the Soul Returning Division. It seems that people with high spiritual roots are more stable, which is also reflected in their personality... How should I put it..."

The wolf girl looked troubled.

Wang Yi tried to help her put it in her mouth: "Pragmatism?"

"Oh yeah, that seems to be the word," Elsa said in a very unreliable voice.

Wang Yi thought for a moment and asked, "Then, can you let me leave without erasing my memories?"

Elsa frowned deeply, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Wait a minute, let me ask for permission."

She snatched the phone back from Wang Yi and dialed a number: "Hello, Manager Hao! The one assigned to me is leaving! What? You're going to tell him? Oh, okay, just a moment."

As she spoke, she shoved the phone in front of Wang Yi.

Through the screen, it was clear that Manager Hao had used a picture of Labubu as his profile picture, and Elsa had saved Manager Hao's contact as "Old Lady Hao." Wang Yi couldn't help but take another look at Elsa, who was unaware that her contact name for her boss had been exposed.

"Why don't you just pick up the phone!" she urged.

Wang Yi answered the phone: "This is Wang Yi, hello Hao Laotai—Manager Hao. Considering the huge risks involved in working for your company, I have decided to withdraw."

In order not to be led by the nose, Wang Yi spoke first.

Manager Hao: "There will be no huge risks."

Wang Yi frowned.

I just came to the conclusion that the world is dangerous after careful research, analysis and summarization, but Manager Hao actually wants to negate it with a single sentence.

How can it be!

Besides, you guys just slaughtered a whole bunch of newbies right in front of me; I almost died too.

Manager Hao seemed to have guessed Wang Yi's thoughts and said directly, "First of all, your spiritual root test results are out. The overall strength is only 22, which means that even if you train to the extreme, it is unlikely that you can participate in B-level or higher field missions."

Field missions are divided into levels... But there's a trap here. Manager Hao only said that Wang Yi wouldn't participate in missions of level B or above, but he didn't say how dangerous level C missions actually are.

Perhaps a Class C mission is already as dangerous as Tom Cruise's "Mission: Impossible," involving things like clinging to a plane and intense gunfights.

Manager Hao seemed to be able to read minds: "The survival rate of C-level missions is as high as 90%, and with your spiritual root, your cultivation speed may be very slow. You might not be able to take on C-level field missions until you are forty or fifty years old."

Does that mean he can retire as soon as he's ready to take on a C-level job?

Wang Yi waited for a while, but Manager Hao didn't say anything. He deliberately kept silent to test whether Manager Hao could read minds.

At least for now, Manager Hao hasn't revealed any flaws.

So Wang Yi asked, "In other words, by the time I can take on C-level field missions, I'll be close to retirement."

"That's not the case," Manager Hao decisively denied. "If your strength grows to the point where you can take on C-level field missions, your lifespan will generally exceed 150 years, which is one of the benefits of cultivating immortality. Another benefit is that your body will be healthier than you can imagine, and you will basically say goodbye to chronic diseases and sub-health."

These words caused Wang Yi to experience phantom pain in his wrist. During his university years, he had suffered from severe tenosynovitis because he played too many games and never used anything to support his wrist.

Manager Hao: "In addition, as a monk, your attraction to mortals will be unprecedented. You should have noticed it in the elevator just now. Although the newcomers couldn't see Elsa's ears and tail like you could, they still stared at her intently."

"Becoming a cultivator will instantly make you incredibly charming in the eyes of ordinary people."

After Manager Hao finished speaking, Elsa raised her hand: "There's a new recruit in his batch with a really big chest, I want to see her again!"

For a moment, Wang Yi's attention was drawn to Elsa's words, but he quickly pulled it back—big breasts were nothing compared to his own life and death.

Elsa's ears twitched, and she immediately chuckled, "Huh, someone just spaced out. What could it be? Let me sniff around!"

As she spoke, she leaned closer to Wang Yi and sniffed hard: "Mmm, this is the smell of hormones. Someone must be feeling really repressed."

Wang Yi pushed Elsa away and continued to say to Manager Hao, "No matter how good the benefits are, I have to be alive to enjoy them."

"Don't say that. The company has already decided to offer you a new contract. Wouldn't it be better to take a look at the contents of the contract before making a decision? If you are not satisfied with the contract after reading it, you can turn around and leave. I will use my authority to waive your memory erasure procedure."

"You can live out the rest of your life safely in the humanitarian dimension."

Wang Yi: "Humanitarian dimension?"

"This is the world we live in now. This world is protected by the Nine Cauldrons created by Nuwa when she mended the sky. Most people can live a peaceful life without having any contact with the world of cultivation."

"Turn around, press the 'star' button on the control panel of the elevator that represents the ground floor, and you can return to your daily life."

In other words, one can actually choose to withdraw safely and without any cost.

What else is there to doubt?

Wang Yi decided to turn around and leave.

When he turned around, he could clearly see the star button on the elevator control panel.

Whether it was Manager Hao or not, the button emitted a bright light, and the five-pointed star pattern was deeply imprinted on Wang Yi's retina.

However, Wang Yi's shoes seemed to be glued to the ground.

He didn't know what he was hesitating about. Logically speaking, he should have given up those unrealistic fantasies long ago, and those immature thoughts should have been worn down long ago.

Just then, Elsa said, "Every gift from fate comes with a price. You have already crossed the threshold of immortality under the guidance of fate. No matter how you try to hide, you will have to pay the price one day."

"Although I really don't want to embarrass Manager Hao, the barrier of the Nine Cauldrons is not always so effective. From time to time, demonic cultivators will cross the boundary from the Hungry Ghost Path or the Animal Path. People with spiritual roots are much more dangerous than ordinary people."

“There are also many weak demonic cultivators who are not strong enough to survive in the other five realms, so they also lurk here. You are a delicious meal for them.”

As she spoke, the werewolf girl bared her fangs, releasing a terrifying killing intent: "But if you join us, you can beat up all the demonic cultivators who have committed unforgivable crimes and uphold justice on behalf of heaven."

At that moment, Wang Yi felt something inside him throb.

A kind of palpitation, which he himself did not quite understand, was coursing through his veins.

However, this excitement quickly gave way to practical considerations.

He was hungry. Before getting on the subway this morning, he had anticipated that the onboarding activities would be relatively easy, so he didn't eat.

Although Wang Yi tried his best to suppress it, his stomach still started to rumble.

Elsa suddenly grinned mischievously: "How much money do you have left for food?"

Wang Yi did not answer.

The girl pulled out a tablet: "Manager Hao has already sent over the contract. Do you want to take a look? Although it's a C-level contract, it still pays 15,000 RMB a month!"

Wang Yi turned around abruptly: "How much did you say?"

　I'm eagerly reading the new book!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)