I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 625 Is this author crazy? (26)

Puzzled, Ji Quan picked up his phone and saw his roommate skillfully create a new dream for him, then nervously stared at his own phone.

After confirming the invitation was successful, he excitedly clenched his fist, hurriedly thanked everyone, and took his phone back to his lower bunk. Soon after, his exclamation rang out.

Scratching his head, Ji Quan sat up, puzzled, and said to his roommate below, "What did you just download for me? It wasn't some kind of loan, was it?"

My roommate, staring at his phone without looking up, said, "This time it's not 'This Incredible World.' One external display can be activated ten times, and each activation gives everyone else thirty notification opportunities. Otherwise, you'll have to wait for the daily free attempts. But don't worry, you have attempts now, so you won't be shortchanged."

"Oh……"

Ji Quan didn't go back immediately. Instead, he lay on the bed, staring intently at his roommate below.

The other person was completely oblivious to the half-head peeking out from the upper bunk, still engrossed in "This Incredible World," laughing like a complete idiot.

After confirming that the other party had no ulterior motives, Ji Quan slowly pulled his head back and began to look at the new dream that had just appeared on his phone.

"Since it's a benefit given by the temple keeper, he shouldn't be trying to cheat me, right?"

With this thought in mind, Ji Quan sank into the dream, and then saw a bunch of user notifications.

[1. This dream scenario is not suitable for people who are not very bright.]

[2. This dream scenario is still in the testing phase. If you encounter any problems, please contact the Dream Makers Association in Wenchang City, Changsheng Prefecture. We have dedicated customer service representatives to assist you.]

[3. This dream world may contain some elements of profanity and disrespect; therefore, it is not recommended for minors or players who lack a certain level of moral judgment to play.]

【4...】

……

After carefully reading the user instructions, Ji Quan did not see any forced microloans or other paid services. He also carefully identified the marks of Contract Star Lord and Hidden Star Lord, and continued reading after confirming that everything was correct.

Following the 32-page user guide are several requests for user permissions:
[1. This dream requests access to external display devices and simulation of the surrounding environment.]

[2. This dream world requests access to the user's physical characteristics and guarantees that they will not be used for third-party purposes.]

【3...】

After reading through all the instructions and applications, Ji Quan realized that this was definitely not a dream created by a small workshop.

"To actually list out all the possible scenarios, this person is a master. The author is anonymous, but they must be the dream weaver of Changsheng Prefecture."

After reviewing the contents, Ji Quan found no problems and agreed to them all.

After agreeing, he finally entered the dream.

He closed his eyes and opened them again, only to find himself still in his dormitory.

The walls were covered with images of Buddha, and each of the eight beds had its own robe, wooden fish, and ritual implements. On the square table in the middle of the room, there was still uneaten vegetarian food, a mixture of white and green ingredients that looked unappetizing.

Except for the fact that my roommate on the lower bunk isn't here, everything here is almost exactly the same as in real life.

"Are the acquisition capabilities of external display devices this powerful? Just how advanced has the craftsmanship of magical artifacts in Changsheng Prefecture reached?"

With a sigh, Ji Quan jumped out of bed and found a money icon in his field of vision, indicating that he could make money in this dream.

Although he didn't know what money was for, he still wrote it down.

Next to the money is a symbol that looks like a question mark. Focusing your attention on it reveals a line of text: [Hint: Remaining attempts: 90/30. Thirty attempts will automatically replenish each day.]

"This is probably what my roommate wanted."

What used to be a window has been turned into a wall, with a large number of pictures pasted on the left side of the wall, but only three pictures are currently lit up.

[Series Story 1: The Eighteen Levels of Hell]

[Series Story 2: My Role as a Talented Individual at the Company]

[Series Story 3: My Eldest Brother Has a Hole in His Brain] After watching for a while, Ji Quan felt he didn't really want to go to the 18th level of hell, and he also didn't really want to play the game because his eldest brother really did have a hole in his brain.

Dealing with idiots in real life is infuriating enough, let alone in dreams.

So he chose Series 2.

I've heard that Changshengzhou Company is quite large, and some of its subsidiaries can even grow into conglomerates, rivaling Xingjun.

In their realm of rebirth, there were no such bizarre organizations; instead, there were organizational structures led and built by the incarnations of the Star Lords.

It's said that the company is ruthless and merciless, and the cultivators there live in a living hell, which makes him quite interested in going to see for himself.

After making his selection, Ji Quan heard a knock on the door.

He opened the door with a puzzled look in his eyes and found that behind the dormitory door was not a corridor, but another scene.

This place looks like an office, with five burly men sitting behind desks, each with their own resume in front of them.

The office was filled with all sorts of things; the floor was covered with crumpled paper, the water dispenser next to it had only four teacups, and there seemed to be a strange sound coming from the cabinet in the corner, which made people feel a little uneasy.

In addition, there are various strange items stored inside, such as fishing rods of unknown purpose and mirrors.

However, what was most unsettling was the countdown above his head. The 180-second countdown felt like a death knell, making Ji Quan feel a sense of foreboding.

After quickly looking around the room, Ji Quan soon realized where he was.

I'm being interviewed!
Judging from the expressions of the five people, he was not their ideal choice. One of them even started picking his nose, clearly wondering how to get rid of him.

"I see, so you need to have an interview to get into the company? Interesting, I accept this challenge!"

Taking large strides forward, Ji Quan said earnestly, "I am a graduate of Fengdu University, and I have now reached the peak of Qi Refining with excellent grades..."

"Unqualified, get out." The interviewer said sternly.

"Why! I'm so perfect, I could even be a temple keeper, what makes you... "

"Those who are not properly dressed are not allowed to enter!"

Ji Quan then realized that he was still wearing his pajamas, which had several holes in them.

Embarrassed, he left the interview room and returned to his dorm room, only to find that the dream was more elaborate than he had imagined.

"I can't go to an interview if I'm not dressed properly, but where am I supposed to find clothes?"

There are no clothes to wear in the dormitory, and the dormitory should be part of the scene outside of it, so it can't be brought in.

After recalling the events, Ji Quan realized that he hadn't seen what the clothes looked like.

"Do I need to find my own clothes?"

Back in the interview room, Ji Quan first walked to the cabinet in the corner and suddenly pulled the cabinet door open.

There were no clothes inside, only a disheveled interviewer tied up in a rather flamboyant manner.

"Hey, there's an interviewer here, and what about that one outside..."

"Now that you've found out, I guess I'll have to kill you!"

One of the interviewers suddenly sprang into action and devoured Ji Quan in one gulp.

When he came to his senses, he found himself back in his dormitory, lying on his bed.

Recalling what had just happened, he couldn't help but say, "Is this author crazy?"

(End of this chapter)