After you pass the game

Chapter 64 What exactly am I going to work for? (Ask for a monthly ticket!!!)
At the moment, it is located in the Religious Inspection Bureau of the Black Eye Consortium.

Manjusri is the deputy director of the Religious Inspection Bureau... Although he is the deputy director, he actually does not have any real power in his hands.

The reason is also very simple, that is, all his powers have been sealed.

Manjushri was also a powerful mimic more than ten years ago. He fought in the nightmare space and was dubbed the title of the dragon of destruction that devours civilization.

But he was defeated in a fight more than ten years ago, to a powerful night watchman... and suffered heavy injuries.

After that, his shadow sickness extended from 24 hours to [-] hours in one go, which meant that he would be trapped in that nightmare space for the rest of his life.

Fortunately, in the face of this desperate situation, there is another extreme coping method, which is the 'shadow disease limiter'.

This limiter allows Mimic to remove all shadow sickness effects at the cost of losing all power in the real world.

But if he enters the nightmare space again and dies again, both body and soul will be swallowed by the nightmare.

Thus retired the mighty Dragon of Destruction.

Fortunately, the retirement position arranged for him by the Black Eye Company is quite good enough. The deputy director of the Religious Inspection Bureau, just by looking at this position, it is not an ordinary mimic.

But Manjushri realized after working for a period of time... the black-eyed chaebol just used him as a humanoid computer!

Mimic high-level has been strictly prohibiting all products related to information technology.

For example, the Internet, smartphones, and computers in the human world are prohibited from being used by civilians in the Mimic Empire.

Therefore, the Religious Inspection Bureau handles a large amount of document data every day, all of which are calculated and processed by the "brain" of a legendary mimic creature like Manjusri.

Even if the power is sealed, the brains of legendary creatures are still much stronger than ordinary mimics.

So this is equivalent to draining Manjusri's last remaining value.

But this retired legendary dragon didn't dare to have the slightest thought of rebellion, because he still had to support his family...

The position of the deputy director of the Religious Inspection Bureau is already much better than many shadow colleagues who are terminally ill and can only die completely in nightmares.

Today, Manjushri, as usual, was reviewing the various applications submitted by the major religions under the Black-Eyed Plutocrat, as well as the various reports written by the reviewers about the new churches in the Black-Eyed area...

The director of the Religious Inspection Bureau suddenly took a stack of documents and put them in front of Wenshu.

"Xiaowen, please help me work overtime on this document project today, and the results will probably be out at noon tomorrow." The director said.

"Tomorrow...tomorrow? But...the director will... I will rest tomorrow."

Manjushri glanced at the title of the document, judging from his rich experience that this is definitely not a project that can be completed in a day or two, and tomorrow is his rest day.

"I can't do anything about the project suddenly requested by the superior... You are the only one who can do this project in the entire inspection bureau, so you can work hard and contribute to the bureau."

Speaking of this, the director remembered that tomorrow is Manjusri's rest day, so he said.

"Also, I've moved your rest day from tomorrow to next week, so how about a weekend for you?"

What is a double break? How about I transfer the meal you ate today to next week? What do you think?
Manjusri opened his mouth and wanted to say a lot of civilized language, but because of the pressure of real life, all the words he wanted to say became one sentence.

"Thank you, Chief."

"Work hard, and the year-end bonus is indispensable for you."

The director drew another big cake for Manjusri and then left. Manjusri worked overtime until ten o'clock, hoping for the moment when he got off work.

Because his strength was sealed, his physical fitness was no different from that of an ordinary person at this time, and only the speed of his brain could vaguely glimpse him as a legendary dragon.

Manjusri drove back to his home with a tired body. When he got home, he saw his daughter collapsed on the sofa watching TV with a bag of potato chips in her hand.

"Xiaoyun, didn't you go to the church school today?"

As soon as Manjusri entered the door and saw his daughter's decadent appearance, he couldn't stop feeling angry.

"Anyway, my current strength is already at level ten, so it doesn't matter if I go to a church school or not?"

His daughter, Que Yun, was lying on the sofa and responded impatiently to her father.

"Tenth level is nothing in the Mimic Empire! Do you know how hard those people who live at the bottom need to work hard if they want to have extraordinary power like you?! I gave you such generous promotion conditions not to let you hide in the Eat snacks at home!" Manjushri shouted.

"Dad, you are very annoying... Even if you really reach your level of strength, you still have to work hard every day!"

At this moment, Que Yun diverted her father's attention and said.

"And my mother hasn't come back all night tonight, why don't you call her and ask her?"

"Didn't come back again?"

Manjusri took out his mobile phone with a sinking heart when he heard it. Although the Mimic Empire forbids the use of smart devices by civilians, mobile phones with pure calling functions are still allowed to be used by civilians.

He quickly dialed his wife's phone number, and after the call was made.

"Where are you now?" Manjusri asked straight to the point.

"Where else can it be, of course it's outside." The wife's voice sounded a little drunk.

"Have you been drinking?" Manjusri felt dizzy when he realized this.

"Just a little."

"Which bar are you at? I'm going to pick you up now..."

Manjusri put on the work clothes he had just taken off again, opened the door and drove to the bar where his wife was, and then brought her drunk wife back.

After helping his wife onto the sofa, he asked her sharply.

"Didn't I tell you not to go to that romantic place again? Why don't you listen?"

Who knew that his drunken wife was not only not afraid, but also asked Manjusri confidently...

"Then take me to some places where people can meet people! I heard from the wife of your bureau chief's family that their family went to the Paradise of Paradise again last month! I have been married to you for so many years and I just stay at home doing housework all day Weren’t you very imposing before?!”

A lot of complaints from his wife were poured out with the strength of alcohol, which made Manjusri fall into a state of anger again, just when he raised his arm and was about to slap his wife...

He still held back, because Manjusri was a very sensible, self-abuse mimic, so he knew very well that even if he did this, it would be meaningless, and it would also leave a psychological shadow on his daughter.

So he put down his hand and turned around to walk towards his studio, behind him he could vaguely hear his wife's yelling like "If you can't get promoted, you will beat your wife at home!"Really promising words like that'.

Manjushri closed the door of his studio and locked it behind him. Without thinking too much, he fell on the floor of the studio and fell asleep without even bothering to change his clothes.

Because her daughter has not had normal family education for a long time, she has become a bad girl who plays truant, and her wife seems to have a tendency to cheat because she has been dissatisfied with her current life.

Whenever Manjusri thinks of this, he would ask himself...'What am I working for?Is this what life is like in exchange for working overtime every day? '

Whenever he thought of this, the urge to simply go to the Nightmare Dimension as the Calamity Dragon's last glory emerged in his heart.

But Manjusri quickly thought of various reasons to convince himself.

For example, although the current job is tiring, at least the salary is enough.

At least there is no need to worry about eating and drinking... If you really want to return to a mimic living at the bottom of the mimic empire, it may be that you don't even know how to die.

But how long will such a desolate and difficult life last?a year?ten years?Or forever?If that's the case, it's better...

Alas... Let's go to bed early, I have to go to work tomorrow.

Just when Manjusri was thinking this...he didn't know how long he had slept, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that the surrounding light became much brighter.

His chaotic studio didn't know when it turned into a room like a child's life.

Manjusri was slightly taken aback, wondering if he was dreaming, a golden mouse with two long pointed ears and two lovely blushes on its cheeks suddenly stood by his bedside.

"Pikapi?" The yellow-skinned mouse made a suspicious cry.

Manjusri can be sure that he is definitely not dreaming, so... he immediately felt that he should be kidnapped by someone, but what do these kidnappers want?
And most importantly...

Manjushri glanced through the window and saw the sunny flowers blooming outside, and gardens with all kinds of strange creatures like this yellow mouse could be seen everywhere.

What the hell did these kidnappers kidnap him to? !
　PS: The update tonight is a little earlier_(:з」∠)_
　　
　
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