Necromancer: Becoming a God from a Lord

With full of hope and joy, Dave spent the first month of coming to the north in the canning workshop diligently.

When he took the envelope containing his salary from the supervisor, his eyes still couldn't help but turn red... Over the past month, his life has changed drastically, and he no longer has to shrink into the old capital downstairs like he did in the past. The poor man lives in the slum, and lives a life where he has to worry about filling his stomach when he opens his eyes.

Although I don’t know the text symbols on the thin banknotes, the quantity is always right... I got a total of six gold yuan banknotes for a salary of 60 gold yuan. I did not openly exploit, secretly deduct, or maliciously owed it, and even distributed it. The salary time is exactly the same as what you promised when you signed a work contract.

He also truly took the first step towards the better life he imagined.

The free shelter apartment has only one month to live. After all, more migrant civilians will continue to pour into Xinghuo City. Not only the East Gate shelter area, but also the new shelter area at the Southwest Gate is currently in short supply. situation.

Next... he will take the formal transfer note signed by the supervisor and go to the city hall to apply for a residence permit in the city. At the same time, under the arrangement of the Housing Rental Management Department, he can rent a slightly smaller room for about 150 yuan. Move in a single apartment.

The monthly salary is 60 yuan. If you encounter overtime work, there will be additional salary subsidies. In addition to renting a house and buying food, you can save at least 30 yuan a month. If everything goes well, he will be able to Save the down payment for the cheapest one-bedroom purchase.

This installment housing purchase policy for formal residents was informed by local workers who had been taking good care of him. From the moment he knew, Dave was eager to be eagerly longing in his heart.

He really longed to own a house of his own...

With a nervous and excited mood, Dave knocked on the workshop supervisor's office and carefully asked him for a half-day holiday tomorrow so that he could go to the city hall to apply for an entry permit.

The supervisor is a slightly fat local middle-aged man. He smiled and took out the prepared copy from under the desk, attached a page of paper with a few short lines of words and stuffed them into the envelope, and handed them over. In Dave's hands.

"Tomorrow, hand over this letter of recommendation and the official who will be promoted to the city hall official who will receive you." The supervisor handed the envelope to him and told him additionally, "After the entry permit and house rental are completed, don't forget to apply for the night of the school. Literacy school matter! Dave, literacy reading and writing in Spark City is a must-have skill that everyone should learn.”

Dave subconsciously took the envelope, nodded in confusion and said, "Thank you, supervisor! I will definitely go to the literacy school on time, but... what is the recommendation letter?"

The supervisor blinked mysteriously and chuckled: "Of course, it's an evaluation of your performance in this month's internship!"

Nympho

Because he rarely strolls in the city, the illiterate Dave got up early the next day and asked all the way, being guided by kind local residents to the gate of the city hall.

When he walked into the hall, he found that the two-story cement stone brick building that looked ordinary from the outside was so open and spacious inside. The reception hall of hundreds of square meters was crowded with people, and countless people coming and going were busy holding documents and materials. The residents who came to consult and handle various affairs lined up in an orderly manner, standing in front of the window with different signs hanging.

Seeing him standing at the door with a cramped look, the receptionist who came to ask for it quickly led him to the window of the Population Management Department. Just as Dave was also honestly queuing at the end of the long line, the sharp-eyed receptionist was aiming It was the envelope he held tightly in his hand... and the red seal stamped on the envelope.

Talent recommendation application? The receptionist murmured in a low voice, reached out to stop Dave and said in a warm voice: "Sir, please come with me to the office. Your entry permit and identity review procedures are handled here..."

Chengpi, the deputy director of the Municipal Department, who is in charge of population management, hurriedly opened the door and walked in, "Talents recommended by the canned food processing factory? What special skills? A nobleman from the southern border? Why didn't I receive the news in advance?"

He asked a long list of questions in one breath, which scared the receptionist and the affairs officer sitting in the office, and hurriedly said, "The poor people who moved to the old capital have special skills... said yes Good memory...it's comparable to never forgetting..."

Orange Pi curled her lips and looked a little unhappy, "Since we issued the national talent recommendation policy, we have received so many exaggerated recommendation applications. Wouldn't you verify it in advance?"

After saying that, he turned to look at Dave who was tremblingly huddled by the side, raised his hand and pointed to the thick document on the desk, "Is there a quarter of an hour to memorize all the data on this document?"

Dave had no idea what talent recommendation application was applied for, nor did he know why so many unexpected situations occurred after being pulled into this room for no reason. Didn’t he come to apply for a permit to enter the city? Why did you suddenly get into trouble with these officials?

He swallowed and said with difficulty: "My dear masters, I... I can't read."

Orange peel took a deep breath and was about to take off, the affairs officer immediately interrupted and explained: "The factory manager said in the letter that he only spent half a day remembering the corresponding canned positions of dozens of different labels... Types, You can remember the product name, weight, and delivery date."

The work of labeling canned food is indeed a simple and boring task. The reason why alchemy beasts do not use alternatives to human power is entirely because alchemy beasts cannot distinguish the differences in canned varieties corresponding to different labels.

With the rapid development of the territory's food industry, there are many types of canned food delivered from processing plants every day. In order to facilitate sales and transportation and storage, even the same food will be divided into cans of different sizes according to different portions... More Not to mention the part of canned food that is "exported and sold", the production batch and date need to be strictly marked to avoid corruption in canned food.

Skilled workers who have been engaged in this work for a long time are naturally not unfamiliar with this... Even if they are forgotten occasionally, they can quickly check through the tag directory, but Dave is completely illiterate and only relies on forcibly memorizing the patterns, colors and text shapes on each tag. , he was able to get started quickly in a very short time, and he had no mistakes in the entire internship month.

This has to be said to be a talent far beyond ordinary people.

After listening to the story, Orange Pi was skeptical and asked someone to bring a thick stack of professional information registration cards, spread them out and put them in front of Dave... I found that he could indeed rely solely on memory text shapes and The seal pattern on the card is put back in the file box in order in order - there is no error in even the numbering.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

The affairs officer leaned over to Orange Pie's ear and whispered: "Isn't the newly established Archives Management Department missing such talents who are unforgettable and have super memory?"

"But he is illiterate at all!" The receptionist who was the first to discover the talent muttered, making Dave's face turn red in an instant.

Orange Pi slapped his forehead and said decisively: "If you can't read, learn it! His brain is so good, it shouldn't take much effort to read..."

After saying that, he put down his posture and asked Dave with a confused look on his face, "If you were transferred from the canning factory to the Archives Department of the City Hall to work, would you like? Of course, before that, we will send you to the territory public The college…conducts a one-month literacy and literacy education.”

Dave had no idea what archive management is for, but it seemed to have something to do with his good memory... Otherwise, he would definitely not be qualified to get the job.

He mustered up the courage and asked carefully, "Then... what is the monthly salary for file management?"