Cannon Fodder is King [Quick Transmigration]

Small World Mission No. 3042 settlement:

Client: Duan Guyan

Main task 3000: Revenge ([-] points of merit reward, the completion of the task depends on Duan Guyan's satisfaction)

Mission Completion: 100%

Reward: 3000 points of merit

Main task 3000: Revitalize the Duan Clan ([-] points of merit reward, the completion of the task depends on Duan Guyan's satisfaction)

Mission Completion: 100%

Reward: 3000 points of merit

After the mission is completed, the host will stay in the small world No. 3042 for 33 years and deduct 660 points of merit.

Additional rewards for the examination merit division:

The host stayed in the small world of No. 3042 for 33 years, surrendered or eliminated 10 ghosts in total, and rewarded [-] points of merit.

The host stayed in the small world of No. 3042 for 33 years, and used the escaping technique 40 times in total, deducting [-] points of merit.

Help Duan develop diabetes drugs, anti-cancer drugs... save tens of millions of people from suffering, and reward 12 points of merit.

Interfering with the progress of Small World No. 3042 will deduct 11 points of merit.

Total: 11140 points of merit.

Immediately afterwards, the screen interface changed.

Name: Meng Zezhi

Age: 477+33

Charisma: 123

Soul Strength: 1695

IQ: 290

Merit: 109265+11140

Skills: Physics (introduction), mathematics (introduction), chemistry (introduction to the door), biology (introduction to the door), Taoism (introduction to the door), medicine (introduction to the door)

成就：6323号小世界十大杰出物理学家、4762号小世界十大著名数学家、284号小世界千古一帝、7528号中世界救世土地神（伪）、1530号小世界中医泰斗、323号小世界一代明君

I just heard the system say: "Congratulations to the host, you have successfully completed the assessment task."

"Thank you." Meng Zezhi said sincerely. He clenched his fists tightly, and he couldn't restrain the excitement in his heart, because he had finally turned positive, especially for the person he was about to meet.

"Since the host has completed the assessment task, it's time for the system to retire."

Meng Zezhi was slightly taken aback, after counting, the system has been with him for more than 400 years, and he felt a little hot: "Thank you."

"It should." The system said.

"Please host, get ready—"

Meng Zezhi's breathing slowed down.

"Reclaiming system space—"

Meng Zezhi's eyes went dark, and the surroundings were quiet.

The mechanical sound of the system came from the darkness: "Unbinding the system..."

"The transmission link is being established, the destination, Fengdu City, Cao Lisi Yamen."

"goodbye!"

Meng Zezhi only felt his body lighten, and his whole body fell rapidly. Time stood still in the darkness, and he subconsciously held his breath.

After an unknown amount of time, the speed of the fall suddenly slowed down, and the moment his feet hit the ground, he opened his eyes.

The world regained its voice, and the distracted sight began to focus.

"This is--"

Meng Zezhi looked around, he was clearly in an elevator now.

There was a ding, and the elevator door opened.

He stabilized his mind a little, lifted his foot and walked out.

A young woman in hippocampus came up to her, and she asked, "Hello, is this Meng Zezhi?"

"Hello." Meng Zezhi nodded, "I am."

The young woman said, "I'm Song Wanmiao, Chief Ninth-rank Secretary of the Department of Civil Affairs, and I'm in charge of your induction work."

"Then I will trouble you." Meng Zezhi said politely.

"No trouble." Song Wanmiao said with a smile, "Please follow me."

She led Meng Zezhi through a corridor.

The blue sky and white clouds are above the head, the sky is clear, there are almost no high-rise buildings nearby, and the architectural style tends to be Ming and Qing official buildings. For a moment, Meng Zezhi thought that he was not in the underworld, but in ancient times.

Just as Meng Zezhi was looking around, Song Wanmiao had already introduced: "The residents of our Fengdu are mainly divided into three types, one is the officials of the local government and their families, and the other is due to premature death and the unexpired lifespan. After the Yinshou, the ghosts who have to wait until the Yinshou is exhausted can be reincarnated, and the other is the ghosts who have a positive business in Feng, so they are not willing to reincarnate."

"Feng has its own currency system. New ghosts can take the offerings burned by relatives in the yang world to pawnshops to buy, or they can exchange their merits at the Finance Department. A little merit can be exchanged for one hundred ghost coins."

"Fengdu is overcrowded all the year round, so the price of goods is not usually high. The average house price is 1 yuan. If you rent a house, the monthly rent in a slightly better location is at least [-] yuan."

Song Wanmiao obviously looked through Meng Zezhi's information specifically: "You are new here, and you have no relatives in Fengdu, so I suggest that you apply for an official residence after you start the job. one……"

Merit is a good thing, so it is natural to save as much as you can.

Just as I was talking, the anthology hall arrived.

In the antique hall of Baishilaiping, there is a row of counters in the innermost part, and the words "newcomer", "ninth rank" and "seventh rank" are written on the top of the counter.

It happened that there was no one in front of the newcomer's counter, so Song Wanmiao led Meng Zezhi over.

The working clerk asked, "Name?"

"Meng Zezhi."

The staff picked up the scanner at hand and scanned Meng Zezhi's face, and then the manipulator clicked the mouse on the screen, as if to confirm Meng Zezhi's identity: "The official position assigned to you is to be in charge of the Land Secretary. If you accept the official appointment, please go to the Land Secretary to report within three days."

As she spoke, she handed Meng Zezhi an entry form stamped with the official seal of Cao Lisi.

As the name suggests, the land division is the department in charge of the land gods of the three thousand worlds.

Then she took out another card: "This is your identification."

Meng Zezhi took it over and took a look. There was a string of numbers printed on the card, as well as several large characters of Fengdu One Card.

Not to mention, it's quite advanced.

Coming out of the anthology hall, Song Wanmiao had a look of envy on his face: "Sure enough, he was selected by the meritorious service department, and the first official is the seventh-rank one."

"Ok?"

Song Wanmiao explained: "You probably don't know that there are three methods of recruiting officials in the Fengdu Difu. One is the Great World Ascension, the second is the recruitment of the Cao Lisi, and the third is the selection and delivery of the meritorious department."

"Cao Lisi recruits exams every 50 years, and if you pass the exam, you can be awarded an eighth-rank official position. Those like us who have ascended from the big world can only start from the lowest level."

Who told them to practice against the sky, and most of them have their lives on their hands. The underworld can only use harsh conditions to force most of the arrogant immortals to retreat.

"I see."

"By the way," Song Wanmiao asked, "Are you going directly to report to the Land Registrar?"

"Go directly to the Landlord."

With that said, the two left the gate of Cao Lisi.

As if aware of something, Meng Zezhi raised his head and looked forward.

Standing under the screen wall was a young man with a white shirt and black slacks. His fair skin set off his pink lips, and he was indescribably beautiful.

Meng Zezhi was short of breath. He turned to Song Wanmiao and said, "I don't need to bother you anymore. I will treat you to dinner another day. My friend came to see me."

After speaking, he strode towards the young man.

Song Wanmiao was taken aback for a moment. She came back to her senses and was about to speak when she saw the young man's face clearly and lost her voice in an instant.

Meng Zezhi stood still in front of the young man, his eyes burning.

"Cough cough." Jian Zichen felt a little uncomfortable, he looked away from Meng Zezhi's gaze, and said softly, "I'll accompany you to report to the Land Registrar first."

Meng Zezhi said, "Good."

All the way in silence, when they arrived at the place, the official in charge of receiving Meng Zezhi saw Jian Zichen following him, immediately stood up and called out Jian Zuoling.

Zuo Ling is the third in command of a division, the top three ranks, there are 72 divisions in the Fengdu Difu, and each division has no fewer than a thousand officials. Zuo Ling is a high-ranking official in the actual sense.

Meng Zezhi knew it in his heart.

With Jian Zichen watching, the entry procedures will be completed soon.

The official in charge of the reception handed him an iron plate: "This is your identity plate. You have five days to deal with chores, and you will officially go to work after five days."

Officials of the seventh grade are paid single leave, with a monthly salary of 50 points of merit, double salary at the end of the year, and a term of [-] years.

Calculated, it is actually not much different from the merits earned by Meng Zezhi when he did the task.

"By the way, do you need to apply for an official residence?" the official in charge of reception asked kindly.

Jian Zichen pursed her lips.

Meng Zezhi withdrew the corner of his eye: "No need."

Jian Zichen felt a little relieved.

Coming out of the land chief, Meng Zezhi lowered his eyebrows slightly: "I still have to find a place to live."

While the Adam's apple was rolling up and down, Jian Zichen said, "My house is quite spacious, and it's not far from the land chief."

"En." Meng Zezhi replied.

Then Jian Zichen took Meng Zezhi home.

He lived in a small courtyard with two entrances, just beside the governor.

Jian Zichen lives alone, and there are many empty rooms in his house, but he doesn't know how to speak.

Meng Zezhi sighed slightly in his heart. He walked over, hugged him, and said, "I should be the one who should be worried. Why are you more worried than me?"

Jian Zichen looked up at him.

"It's too late for me to be taken care of by Shangguan." Meng Zezhi said with a light smile.

He knew what Jian Zichen was worried about, it was just that there was a big gap in their identities, and he was afraid that he might have a grudge.

Just follow Jian Zichen to so many worlds foolishly, Meng Zezhi can't do all these things, otherwise it will be a disappointment.

He's not Zuo Bowen, he doesn't know the blessing in the blessing.

Jian Zichen's heart was slightly hot, and he aimed at Meng Zezhi's lips, and pressed his head upwards.

As he breathed and breathed, he had a feeling that the void in his heart had finally been filled.

It was probably the happiest day of his life.

The author has something to say:

Meng Zezhi: My wife is so cute, how can she be willing to let her down.

Even if this article is over here, thank you all for your support in the past seven months, bow and hug me!

The new article has not yet decided what to write, let the stupid author think about it first.

ps: For the first [-] comments in this chapter, the stupid author will send a small red envelope to pay homage to the early years.