Chapter 437 The Opportunity to Become a Corporate Slave

Headache.

Zheng Xun slept all night, but his fatigue was not relieved at all, and he felt even more uncomfortable.

Ms. Zheng slept next to his pillow all night, and when Zheng Xun woke up, it also opened its eyes.

It saw Zheng Xun holding his head with both hands, and seemed to be in pain.

It meowed, stuffed itself into Zheng Xun's arms, and rubbed him with its furry head, trying to give him some comfort.

"Thank you."

Zheng Xun hugged his cat, endured the sharp headache, and recalled what he dreamed about last night.

What he dreamed about last night was very mixed.

He suddenly landed in a community, where the residential buildings in the community were all red and gray.

He looked at the open door in front of him, thought about it, and decided to go in and take a look.

After going up a few floors, suddenly, a long-haired female ghost rushed out and wanted to bite him to death. Zheng Xun was shocked and accidentally fell from the window in the corridor.

When he fell, a damp mattress caught him. He raised his head and found that he had landed in a hospital ward.

In the corridor outside the room, there was a sound of iron chains dragging the floor, as if some monster was patrolling non-stop.

Zheng Xun thought that he couldn't stay here for long, so he immediately looked for an exit.

On the ceiling of the ward, he found a vent. With his feet on the bed, his arms could just reach it.

Zheng Xun used his arms to prop up his body and entered the vent. He didn't know how long he had been climbing, and found that there was light in front of him again.

He was delighted and sped up. The exit in front of him was movable and could go out.

Zheng Xun took down the block, jumped lightly, and landed on the floor.

The floor creaked twice, unbearable. This sound attracted some existence in the darkness.

Zheng Xun looked around. At this time, he was inside an old building, and the hardcover books on the bookshelf were covered with thick dust and cobwebs.

He couldn't open the window of the room, so he could only push the door and run desperately.

Behind him, a figure in a suit was chasing him. The man's pace was not fast or slow, but the distance between them was constantly shortening.

Zheng Xun looked back and saw that the body of the "man" in a suit suddenly deformed and turned into a black, indescribable thing, as if it could swallow everything.

The floor under his feet suddenly broke, forming a huge hole.

Zheng Xun accidentally fell into this deep hole, and his body fell rapidly until he landed heavily on the ground.

The floor tiles were cold and hard, and this shock made Zheng Xun's internal organs shatter.

He looked up with a head full of stars, and there were pure white wax figures all around him, with twisted postures, painful expressions, and silent screams and wails.

Zheng Xun was attracted by these strange wax figures, and an inexplicable sadness swept through his heart.

There was a crisp sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor tiles behind him. Zheng Xun turned around suddenly and saw the black muzzle of a gun pointed at him.

Bang——

At the same time as the gunshot, Zheng Xun opened his eyes and woke up from the nightmare.

…

It was the dream of being shot again.

Zheng Xun's memory was extremely chaotic, just like a pot of overcooked eight-treasure porridge, with everything and it was sticky.

He was afraid that if he continued like this, he would not be able to distinguish the boundary between reality and dreams.

If one day he thought that everything in the dream was true, the first thing he would do would definitely be to find the murderer who fired the gun.

...

No, no.

Zheng Xun shook his head.

The things in this dream should have been true.

It was from here that he traveled to the White Tower world, and after experiencing many things, he traveled back to the original world from the White Tower world.

No, no——

Zheng Lin said that he just fainted due to working overtime too late, and he was sent to the hospital for rescue and has been recuperating at home. Those White Tower copies and guild players were just his fantasies, which were the mental side effects caused by the damage to his body functions.

Zheng Xun wavered between the two ideas, and his body seemed to be split in half, and both sides were fighting for the incomplete him.

When Zheng Lin knocked on the door and came in, the scene he saw was that Zheng Xun was like a caterpillar, wrapped in a quilt and hitting the head of the bed with his head.

"..."

Zheng Lin held the breakfast and watched silently for a moment before speaking to him.

"If you don't want to go to school, don't force yourself. You don't have to use self-harm to arouse sympathy."

"..."

Zheng Xun finally let himself go. In fact, as the time he woke up got longer, the impact of the dream was fading, and his headache was relieved a lot.

Zheng Lin made breakfast. As long as he had time, Zheng Lin preferred to cook by himself.

While biting a piece of egg pancake, Zheng Xun was thinking that he should find something to do as soon as possible, otherwise he would really become a parasite without a brain.

"By the way, brother," Zheng Xun lowered his head to drink porridge, "are you going to see Teacher Li today?"

"Huh? Did you hear our conversation last night?"

"No, did you call?" Zheng Xun was at a loss, "I just saw the message she sent me."

Although Zheng Xun didn't remember Li Siqi's contact information, he left her his mobile phone number at the time.

At seven in the morning, Li Siqi sent him a text message, asking him to try not to exercise vigorously today, maintain good physical strength and energy, and look forward to meeting him again in the afternoon.

When Zheng Lin heard that Li Siqi took the initiative to contact Zheng Xun, he frowned slightly, but did not say anything excessive.

Just——

"I won't go this afternoon. Some students asked me to show them their papers. We will go another day. I will tell Siqi later."

"Oh."

Zheng Xun had no objection to the temporary change of schedule.

But he and Zheng Lin made another request.

"Brother, didn't you say you had a good company to recommend to me?"

"What, have you forgotten the pain after the wound healed? You haven't rested well yet, and you want to work like a slave for the capitalists?"

"Uh... not really, I mainly want to show my value. If I stay up all day and night, I feel like I'm going to become a fool."

"I'm not very smart..."

"I'm going to take the postgraduate entrance examination this year, and I'm sure I won't pass it in such a short time. It's better to find a job first. Brother..."

Zheng Lin finished breakfast first and pushed the plate of pastries in the direction of Zheng Xun.

"If you must rush to squeeze out your surplus value, then I can find a company for you, and you can go for an interview in the afternoon."

"Huh? So soon?"

"Yes. It happens to be a company opened by a friend, and they need people with your expertise. But let me be frank, their company's screening conditions are very strict, so you should prepare your resume first."

"Okay, anyway, even if I don't succeed, I'll just go home and continue to lie down."

Zheng Xun has a good mentality.

In fact, he concealed one thing from Zheng Lin.

In the morning, Li Siqi sent him more than one message.

She first mentioned the meeting in the afternoon and told Zheng Xun what she would do.

Then she asked indirectly whether he had any inconvenience in living with Zheng Lin recently.

Zheng Xun understood what she meant. She was worried that Zheng Lin would not be sensible and would completely restrict Zheng Xun's actions.

The contact book incident also made Zheng Xun feel uneasy. But he mentioned looking for a job to Zheng Lin this morning, and Zheng Lin did not stop him.

Maybe his brother's illness was not very serious?

Zheng Xun's ten fingers were pounding on the keyboard, typing his resume.

Originally, he was just testing Zheng Lin, but he really wanted to find a job.