If you become a monster, you will succeed.

Chapter 6 Onboarding
Walking out of the employment agency, Feng Xue still felt that the matter was so unreal. It was inexplicable for her to be rejected before, but it was also inexplicable for her to be accepted this time.

What's even more inexplicable is that as a proof of entry, there is only a metal badge the size of a palm - he doesn't even know how to work!

"So at least tell me how to use this thing!" Feng Xue was playing with the metal plate in his hand, and he was a little confused. It's not that he didn't ask the staff of the employment agency, but the other party was just like an NPC. Yes, other than work, I don't even bother to say a word.

Open the golden finger panel, align the crosshairs of the identification function with the metal plate, and a line of text appears as expected——

Name: Corpse collection artificial card
Elements: [Communication], [Records], [Authentication], @#￥%E^U^%$&*^&%*%...

"Good guy, is this still a smart phone?" Feng Xue looked at several elements, her brows raised slightly, but he fiddled with this thing for a while, but he didn't find out how to start it.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized a problem——

I am missing a very important cognition.

It's not that he lost his memory or something, but that he lacks the common sense that this world should have.

For example, in modern society, if you don't know where the ATM machine is or what a smart phone is, then the company has issued a salary card for you, and you don't know how to use it.

The same is true for this work card. Even if it is a salary card, Feng Xue doesn't know where to get the money.

"Who should I ask?"

The name of Lao Li immediately appeared in Feng Xue's mind, because this person was the only person who had spoken more than ten sentences since he traveled.

Moreover, the other party seemed to have insights that did not match those of ordinary civilians. Although she didn't know why such a person lived in a slum, Feng Xue felt that the other party should be able to answer her own question.

The only trouble is-

He has no money.

"Tsk... I thought I had no money because I didn't find a job. Who would have thought that I would have no money after I found a job... I hope Lao Li is willing to credit me for the sake of my job."

Feng Xue shook her head helplessly, and walked straight towards her own house. Although she didn't know exactly where Old Li's house was, judging from yesterday's situation, it should be near her dilapidated house.

With this in mind, Feng Xue took a step forward, but before she had gone far, the badge in her pocket suddenly vibrated.

Feng Xue immediately took out the silver-white metal plate. To his surprise, a map appeared on the original metal plate, and on the map, two light spots were continuously flickering.

At the same time, a series of messages flooded into Feng Xue's mind——

"There is a corpse in the material warehouse in the south of the city, please go there immediately."

Feng Xue compared the map and confirmed that one of the light spots should correspond to him. He tried to slide a few times on the screen, and found that he could zoom in and out freely, so he couldn't help grinning:
"Good guy, what is this? Wicked navigation?"

But that being said, he still followed the map and walked towards the light spot in the south of the city.

After all, the landfill is only the size of a small urban area. Even if Feng Xue's physical strength is not too exaggerated, it only took 10 to [-] minutes to reach the destination.

However, when he saw the scene in front of him, the corners of his brows twitched. The blood all over the ground made him doubt again whether people in this world could be refreshed like ordinary people in a difficult situation.

He has been in this world for less than a week, but the number of corpses he has seen has already exceeded three digits. Feng Xue thinks that in his previous life, this frequency can only be achieved by forensic doctors and funeral home workers.

At this time, there were hardly many civilians on the street. Except for three or four guys who were carrying the corpses tremblingly, there was only a table with bran bricks and a few strong men with weapons.

Seeing the same scene as last night, Feng Xue took out the badge and took a look, only to find that the thing had returned to an ordinary state again.

He was a little hesitant to explain his occupation, but suddenly someone patted his shoulder. Feng Xue turned around abruptly, her ring finger slightly curled up, obviously ready to activate the sleeve arrow.

But when he saw the person coming, his expression froze slightly, and then he heard the cynical voice of this middle-aged man who was quite artistic but dressed in a brown suit:
"Don't be dazed, work work!"

"..." Feng Xue hesitated for a moment, didn't talk nonsense, but pulled the cart prepared by the side of the road, and started to work as a corpse collector.

Probably due to the large number of dead people this time, Feng Xue collected a total of six corpses this time, and holding the six bran bricks given to him by those gang members, Feng Xue dragged the cart towards the city wall go.

But he didn't go far, when he saw Lao Li, who was also dragging a carload of dead bodies, standing at the intersection bored. Seeing him approaching, he immediately waved his hand and said:

"Hey! Xiao Feng! Are you too slow?"

"..." Feng Xue looked at the familiar Lao Li, and frowned again. He always felt that this "encounter" was too coincidental.

Not to mention the first time he was cheated, after all, when the garbage dump was open, people from the entire landfill would go there, but these two chance encounters, one in the west of the city and the other in the south of the city, inevitably made him feel a little bit " Watch out for the audience”—he’s a mystery fan, after all.

Seemingly seeing his vigilance, Lao Li waved his hands, deliberately made a defenseless posture, pulled the cart, turned his back to him, and said:

"Don't worry, haven't you already joined the job? We are now considered colleagues."

As he said that, Lao Li seemed worried that he would not believe it, so he took out a metal plate and shook it at him.

Feng Xue immediately opened the golden finger, and immediately, a line of information also appeared——

Name: Lao Li's artificial card for collecting corpses
Elements: [Communication], [Records], [Authentication], @#￥%E^U^%$&*^&%*%...

Balance: Tower 1784

……

"It has a name? And what does the balance mean? Can this thing be used as a salary card to save money?" Feng Xue's vigilance faded away, followed by strong doubts, but compared to these, what he cared about the most but it is--

"How did you know I was employed?"

Old Li didn't stop when he heard the words, but responded casually: "You will know this when you officially join the job and gather the labels."

"Official entry? Am I not considered an official entry now?"

"Eh..." Lao Li paused slightly, and then said with some emotion:
"By the way, you probably collected a few corpses, and then ran to the job agency to choose a job on a whim, right?"

(End of this chapter)