Fist of Imagination

After Li Zhixian confirmed that Liang De had gone out, she jumped up from the ground like a big cat and opened the office system interface of Fantasy Note in her consciousness.

"Amount of reserve funds that can be applied for: 14,000 crystal clusters."

She clicked on a company called Kukai Zoken Winery on the white list of Thunder Bluff hospitality supplies suppliers, and lingered over the hundreds of pages of product catalogs, her mouth watering.

"Wonderful, wonderful, meow...oooooooooo, meow, meow, meow!"

Li Zhixian closed the product catalog of Zhuoxian Winery, rubbed his hands with a thief-cat expression on his face, and returned to the reserve fund application interface.

"Anyway, I'll borrow two thousand to buy wine."

She used her consciousness to call up the selection cursor on the system interface, and was about to click on the "Confirm Application" button when a cartoon old lady with two heads suddenly appeared in the center of the system interface, reaching out to grasp the cursor controlled by Li Zhixian's consciousness. The arrow pinched hard, and Li Zhixian immediately squatted on the ground holding his head.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

Li Zhixian rolled around on the floor, and it took several seconds for the severe headache to completely disappear.

She returned to the interface of the Utopia Office Management System. The cartoon old lady crossed her arms and looked at her with a fierce look on her face.

"Auntie? Didn't you ascend to heaven?"

The cartoon old lady who appeared on the system interface turned out to be Li Zhixian's great-aunt who passed away a few days ago, and was the original owner of the two parchment books "Junzong Ritual".

“It’s not ascension, it’s promotion.

I am now the deputy director of the Ceremony and Culture Department of Thunder Pure Sect, and I preside over the work as the blood of devotion. Otherwise, how could you, a dead girl like you, get such a big discount on your first sacrifice?

It’s been so long since you got the Book of Inheritance that you made your first sacrifice. What have you been doing these days? "

"Drink, sleep, go to the supermarket, and then help some middle-aged social workers solve their hair loss problem..."

Li Zhixian rubbed his forehead and sat obediently in front of his aunt.

When she was a child, because her mother was too busy at work, she often ate and slept at her aunt's house after school. She was strictly disciplined by this stern and upright old lady since she was a child.

Although more than ten or twenty years have passed, Brother Xian has become highly socialized, but he still dare not show off his wine-soaked salted fish attitude in front of the old lady.

"Auntie, then my dad has also been promoted..."

The old lady sighed: "Your dad has really ascended to heaven, and his reincarnated body is already in high school. He skips class every day to flirt with girls, and he is as in need of sex as he was when he was a child."

Li Zhixian nodded and asked: "Auntie, what's going on with the blood of piety in our family? Why did I suddenly become the second generation of Xinxin?"

The old lady took out a cushion from behind and sat down, saying:

"I thought I would tell you in a few years, but this transfer was too hasty. I received the notice after lunch and died in the evening.

The Department of Ceremony and Culture is short of people, and we happened to be on inspection at the headquarters. As soon as I took office, I was busy making inspection materials. Thousands of boxes couldn't fit in them, so I never had time to entrust you with a dream.

Ah Xian, our Li family has been serving Master Du Gongtai since the Neolithic Age. It has been passed down from generation to generation. It was included in the True Blood Genealogy 2,300 years ago. Talents have emerged in large numbers and are prosperous to this day.

Among the ten surnames of Sunzong, our Li family is firmly in the top five.

The Lie Ancestor Ji Yegong is now the executive vice chairman of the Qinggeng Peak Evil God's Familiar Federation of Trade Unions. The Li family has had the final say over Thunder Bluff's ritual culture and trade unions for the past five hundred years. "

"oh--"

Li Zhixian suddenly realized: "Auntie, I understand. You are here to tell me today that there is someone above us. Let's go and touch him!"

The old lady pinched the cursor arrow in her hand with a straight face, and Li Zhixian rolled her head on the ground a few times.

"childish!

It’s because there are too many people above, and it doesn’t matter whether you are there or not. As long as you reach out and get caught, you will immediately be the stepping stone for promotion by killing your relatives and stepping on the promotion. No one can save you!

Alas, if it hadn't been for this sudden transfer, I could still have stayed in this world for thirty years. Who would have thought... Ah Xian, you are the only priest in our world now, and you must take the lead in being the main priest of the branch family. "

Li Zhixian, who had been rolling for a while, lay on the ground with an uninterested expression on his face:

"We promised that there will be many talented people, why am I the only one left?"

"Our ancestors of the Li family have produced several World Walkers. They have spread out over the past ten thousand years and have branches in various worlds on both sides of the sky and the sea. There are also several other branch families on other planets in World 415 on this shore of ours.

Our team is unlucky. Many of our ancestors were single, widowed, and childless when they were forcibly promoted to high priests. In your lifetime, there will only be a single seedling left, so you have been left to your own devices. Come on, let me do whatever you want.

Today is different from the past. Ah Xian, I asked for this dream position for you with all my heart. You must seize this opportunity. Do you know how many aliens came to you for this opportunity? Are the brothers and cousins ​​taking the express starship to Blue Star? "

“They’re all here, let them do what they want to do.

What's so good about this job? I won't even be allowed to buy wine. "

Li Zhixian looked at her aunt pitifully, fearing that she would pinch the cursor arrow in her hand again.

Seeing her useless look, the old lady was so angry that she threw the cursor arrow in her hand on the ground. Li Zhixian felt as if he had been hit in the head by a pan, and he became dizzy.

"You still have the nerve to say it!

Our team has worked hard to accumulate credit for generations, increasing the credit limit one by one, and finally raised the reserve limit to 15,000 credit points.

Have you never thought about how many great things this money can accomplish and how many times it can help you accumulate performance faster than others? He even thought of embezzling public funds to buy alcohol!

It’s really a shame that I don’t feel sorry for myself! How much is your monthly salary? Can you afford crystal cluster consumption? "

Li Zhixian was scolded by the old lady with two heads and shrank into a ball.

"Okay, aunt, don't be angry. I will try my best to work hard from now on."

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to work hard. I have signed the Striver Agreement on your behalf as a guardian. If your performance evaluation this year is below B+, prepare to accept the punishment of the God of Transformation."

"Transform into God's Punishment?"

The old lady sneered and said, "You must already know which areas of authority the evil gods of Thunder Bluff hold."

Li Zhixian was not sure: "Alopecia?"

"It's a mid-life crisis."

Li Zhixian: "???"

The old lady said in a deep voice: "Hair loss is just a symptom.

What the evil gods of Thunder Bluff control is the power of endogenous disease that becomes extremely active after all sentient beings decline. If you fail to meet the requirements of the Struggler Agreement, you will be transformed into your most hated target by the power of divine punishment. The appearance of the opposite sex in old age cannot be restored until you achieve your goals. "

Li Zhixian's cheeks turned pale as if he had been struck by lightning.

If I don’t work hard, I will become Bi〇Jian? !

I don’t want it! ! !

"Anyway, you work hard first, and I'll come see you in a few days."

The cartoon old lady in the center of the system interface stood up, walked to the upper right corner and disappeared.

…

Liang De returned to Hongye Building Apartment after visiting dozens of unmanned adult products stores. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Li Zhixian standing in front of the window with a resolute face.

The breeze was blowing her long hair, and her firm eyes looking into the distance looked extremely tough.

"Work hard!"

Li Zhixian suddenly shouted out the window at the top of his lungs. His fighting voice scared several children riding bicycles on the sidewalk.

what happened? Did this salted fish drink fake wine?

Just as Liang De was about to speak, Li Zhixian turned around and patted the window sill. His voice was at least an octave higher than usual:

"Lao Liang, your current working status is too leisurely! I really can't stand my partner!

When will we be able to get promotions, raises and get to the top if this continues?

Bring your work schedule over, let me see what things can be done in advance, and I'll help you do it together!

quick! hurry up! time does not wait!

Give me the tablet! Ouch! "