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In a spacious and bright conference room, a young man was sitting upright in front of a group of people across a table.

The young man was not very old. He was wearing a clean shirt, black pants and leather shoes, which made him look neat and handsome.

"Interviewee No. 16, please introduce yourself!"

A pot-bellied man in a suit in the middle looked at the young man and said casually.

My name is Wang Ping'an, I'm 22 years old, graduated from Sichuan University with a degree in Computer Science, and once interned at...

Before Wang Ping'an could finish speaking, the man in the suit interrupted him in a stern voice.

'Excuse me, please stop for a moment. These are all in my resume. Now, I have a question for you to answer!'

Hearing this, Wang Pingan sighed inwardly. He had looked for many jobs since graduation, but the result was always the same. Large companies basically had internal appointments, and applying for a job was just a formality. It was a pity that he was not the one who was internally appointed.

Usually, when the interviewer says this, it basically means that the interview is over.

Of course, unless the next answer exceeds the interviewer's expectations.

"Linghuan Technology is the largest technology company in China and is ranked among the top ten in the world. As a recent college graduate, what do you think of your Beichuan University? Sorry, I haven't heard of this university. What advantages do you think would allow you to enter Linghuan?"

Hearing this, Wang Pingan sighed inwardly again. He certainly understood that in interviews at such large companies, there were almost no questions about ability. Of course, he had not expected that the questions would be so embarrassing.

After all, the university that Wang Ping'an graduated from was more like a technical school than a university, a third-rate college. If anyone told others about it, there would be no face at all. However, the only advantage was that Wang Ping'an's skills were quite good, and Wang Ping'an had made sufficient preparations for this interview.

Thinking of this, Wang Pingan sorted out his inner thoughts and replied.

"Ability. People with higher education may not necessarily have stronger abilities, and people with lower education may not necessarily have poor abilities. I believe that my ability is my advantage in joining your company!"

"If I follow your meaning, can I understand that people with high abilities can definitely go to a top university?"

Hearing this, Wang Pingan felt unhappy in his heart and spoke hurriedly.

'Of course not...'

"Okay, Wang, um, Wang Ping'an, your interview is over. We will send the interview results to your email within three days. Xiao Sun, next one, please!"

"Fuck you, fat bastard!"

After cursing inwardly, Wang Ping'an had no choice but to stand up, bow slightly, and walk out of the meeting room.

Wang Ping'an knew that this kind of response meant that the application was 100% failed, and the other party didn't even want to continue the conversation with him!

You know, Wang Pingan had prepared for this interview for a whole week, but unfortunately, nothing was done and it was over. The reason for the end was also ridiculous. It was because of the academic qualifications. His university was not even in the other party's eyes!

However, Wang Ping'an had no choice. Wang Ping'an grew up in an orphanage. Because his mother, who took care of him, had the surname Wang, he took his mother's surname and was named Ping'an, which means peace and safety. The fact that Wang Ping'an did not do well in university did not mean that Wang Ping'an was really not a good student. On the contrary, Wang Ping'an's college entrance examination results were extremely good. But precisely because they were too good, and he had no money, he was admitted to a university that could give him more scholarships and allow him to go to school for free.

The result is what is happening now. Since Wang Ping'an's internship, he has not found a decent company at all. Now, the only job he does is delivering takeout.

"You fat bastard, you're the one who gave birth to a son without an asshole. You're the one who's still being recruited. If Linghuan is full of people like you, it will eventually fail. No, it's bankrupt. Ugh!"

After walking out of the building, Wang Ping'an muttered to himself as he walked towards his electric scooter. He originally wanted to take a business directly, but when he looked at the new clothes on his body, he felt helpless again and rode the electric scooter straight to his rental house.

There's no other way. This is the only piece of clothing I have that I can wear to a job interview.

It has to be said that as long as you are not afraid of hard work, you can still make some money by delivering food. However, every month, Wang Pingan gives the rest of the living expenses to the orphanage except for himself.

In today's society, there are almost no good people, and the orphanage is naturally becoming more and more dilapidated. The subsidies and welfare issued by the higher authorities are almost gone when the orphanage reaches its hands. The orphanage can still operate today, basically relying on children like Wang Ping'an who have entered society early to help support it.

'I rode on my beloved electric donkey. Although I failed the interview, I...'

The unpleasant singing had not yet ended when an unlicensed truck carrying soil ran through the red light.

Accompanied by a sharp brake sound, Wang Pingan didn't even feel any pain, but experienced the feeling of flying, and then he completely lost consciousness.

. . .

In the darkness, Wang Ping'an was like a fallen leaf swaying in the wind, unable to move on his own.

At this moment, in the distance, a white light suddenly flashed out from the darkness. Before Wang Ping'an could take a closer look, the white light had already penetrated into Wang Ping'an's forehead from far away.

The next moment, Wang Ping'an's eyes blurred and he completely lost consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Pingan slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a forest.

'What's going on? What was that? Where am I? Was I in a car accident?'

Recalling the last bit of memory, Wang Pingan slowly stood up. He saw that he was in a lush forest. In Wang Pingan's impression, this kind of forest would not be found near ordinary urban areas except in some remote areas.

"Hiss, damn it, they knocked me unconscious, are they trying to destroy the body?"

Wang Ping'an raised his hands and carefully felt the injuries on his body, his face full of panic.

"Ding, the Wanjie system is at your service, starting to detect the host's identity. Detection completed, fusion started, fusion successful..."

Listening to the voice in his head, Wang Pingan was stunned.

"System, what system? I was chosen by the system. The Myriad Worlds System. What kind of system is this? No, system. I have a system. Doesn't that mean I'm invincible?"

'Host, please confirm that the system has received it and start accepting the task!'

Just when Wang Ping'an was fantasizing, the voice in his mind inexplicably became louder, interrupting Wang Ping'an's fantasy.

"Accept, accept the system, tasks, what tasks, no, I accept any tasks, system, I want money, a lot of money, I can give my younger brothers and sisters extra meals, with the system, they don't have to eat meat only once a week, I let them eat meat every day, no, eat seafood every day!"

'Ding, the system has confirmed that the Wanjie System is serving the host and has issued a novice task: The farewell song has finally faded, leaving only a lingering feeling in my heart. This feeling is so hard to accept, so hard to accept. Please, host, change Lu Su's life, help Lu Su escape from the chessboard of heaven, and cut off the future feeling of unrest!'