My Book of Ten Thousand Jobs in the Godly World

Chapter 1 Work
  Ji Yuan opened his eyes, and his blurred vision gradually became clear.

Shrouded in gray fog, there are rows of scattered tombs in the haze.

Raise your hand slightly.

The sticky blood was brought up with adhesion.

Leaning around him were broken corpses.

There are fresh ones, but most of them are pale, stiff, and starting to smell.

Ji Yuan glanced at the scenery of mass graves in front of him as if nothing had happened.

In his previous life, he went hiking and rescued a child who fell halfway up the mountain. The man was saved, but he slipped and fell to the bottom of the mountain.

Come to this world.

"Fortune makes people."

Ji Yuan casually picked up a piece of wood wrapped in soil. He didn't know whether it was a thin tree or a broken bone.

Written on the ground.

Traveling through January, he compiled the information he had recently obtained.

Keep a journal.

"The original owner is exactly the same as me, with the same name, but it's me who was seventeen years old."

Ji Yuan's writing style is extremely fast and his font size is also small.

Blue Star's writing is completely different from the writing here, so he doesn't have to worry about being seen or discovered.

"Same as an orphan since childhood, he grew up eating food from hundreds of families. In the ninth year of Pingxi, there was a severe drought, and several cities and counties around him had no harvest. Since then, he fled and traveled hundreds of miles to Heishi County, which was under the rule of the Daqian Dynasty. "

"Becoming a widower under the Mortuary Department of Blackstone County."

"There are Shilu Wuzuo and Wuzuo Xingren in the division."

"The former, as the name suggests, receive a salary from the imperial court. Although they do not enter the rank, they are officials."

"The latter is similar to the non-staff temporary workers in the previous life."

"I only have one set of spring and winter clothes all year round. Although I still have two meals a day, I have meat for every meal."

"As for a schoolboy like me, who is separated from the rest of the world by a fellow apprentice..."

Ji Yuan's writing paused and he sighed.

Footsteps were heard in the distance.

Ji Yuan stood up and erased the diary he wrote on the ground with a sweep of his feet.

"Ji Yuan, it's time to eat."

A young man with a bright smile walked from a distance.

This is Zhang Miao, one of the few people he can call an acquaintance in the Mortuary Department.

This man was wearing new clothes when he first arrived, and his behavior was somewhat frivolous.

Not like refugees, civilians.

Ji Yuan had always been curious about why such a person would come to the Mortuary Department to do funeral work, but he was too sensible to ask.

"If we last another two months, we can become apprentices."

Zhang Miao rubbed his hands.

Ji Yuan stood side by side and chatted casually, "The mass grave has a strong negative energy, and it is easy to cause problems if you stay there for a long time."

"Those Li Sans next door have been coughing all day long these days. I don't think it's good."

Zhang Miao curled her lips and said, "You're not eating well."

"Young dogs feed us soaked bark and thick porridge mixed with sand all day long. Even if they are not in the mass graves, we will still have problems."

Ji Yuan was helpless.

Although I was poor in my previous life, it had nothing to do with lack of food and clothing and hunger.

Three meals a day, including meat for lunch.

These are all things that are taken for granted.

Who knew that in this world, even seeing some meat in a meal would be a luxury.

I don't know how to be blessed when I am in the blessing.

"Fortunately, things will be different in two months. Their apprentices can eat pork stewed vermicelli once every ten days."

"I'm so greedy!"

Zhang Miao was cursing a second ago, but this second Zhang Miao became excited again.

"It can't be done, it can't be done. The more I think about it, the more hungry I am. Let's carry another one and eat!"

Ji Yuan bent down and put one hand around the waist of a body that was as thin as a boy.

Then he gritted his teeth and used force to pull the person up.

Suddenly.

His face turned red, and even his pupils began to become bloodshot.

boom!
  When the body landed heavily on his shoulders, Ji Yuan let out a breath.

Although this action has been repeated many times.

But Ji Yuan would secretly curse the weight of these corpses every time.

As the ancients said, life is full of life.

It's true. It is more difficult to pick up a half-grown boy's corpse than a living adult.

Digging holes and burying people.

"You work so hard all day long, and after two months you are asked to lift a big stone as a test."

"I don't know who had the bad idea."

"If you let people eat grass and milk them, I think 90% of them will not be able to survive in two months."

"Three months of free yin energy, three months of hard labor for the undertaker."

Zhang Miao started to complain again.

"there's always a solution to any problem."

Ji Yuan replied calmly.

"There's always a way."

Zhang Miao chuckled, "You are still calm, I really want to learn more from you."

Ji Yuan wiped the unnecessary sweat from his forehead.

suddenly.

The dark blood gathered into words in the pit of the dead.

"Working proficiency +1"

"The current proficiency of [仵aku (None)] is 100/100, and can be advanced to [仵aku (White)]."

"Advanced?"

"Advanced!"

Ji Yuan whispered in his heart.

The reason why I rely on him so calmly is naturally because he has the golden finger that is essential for time travellers.

clap la la...

Suddenly there was the sound of turning books in my ears.

Ji Yuan's dark eyes were like the beginning of chaos and the dawn of stars.

Wrapped in the sudden golden light.

It is an ancient book made of black animal skin of unknown material.

Three big characters are what catch the eye.

Ji Yuan didn't recognize the complicated and unfamiliar style of writing, but he somehow learned its reading in his heart.

Ten Thousand Jobs Book.

The leather of the ancient book in front of me is like scales, as if dragon patterns spread across the entire book.

The sharp marks left by the swords and axes are clustered together, like a chasm in the sky. There is a dark light dormant in it, as dark as a prison.

The title page opens, and the ink flows wildly.

"It is dedicated to serving heaven and earth and obeying the five elements. However, although the heaven is dead, the Tao will change everything, and a new heaven can be established..."

Turn another page in the scripture.

Ji Yuan's name is revealed.

[Sutra Master: Ji Yuan]

[Position: Wu Zuo (White)]

[Power: revolving lantern]

(Operation evaluation: The person closest to death in the world may be able to obtain the power of Fengdu.)
  "[Revolving Lantern]: It can be released automatically when it comes into contact with the corpse. It can gather the remaining souls of the deceased and randomly see a memory."

(Note: The higher the level of the master, the smaller the consumption.)
  (Note: Meditating on the picture you want to see when using it can increase the probability of the picture appearing. This power only consumes a small amount of mental energy, but frequent use may still cause shock or death. Please confirm your status before using it. )
  Ji Yuan looked at the contents in the scripture and began to think about it.

"The ability of this revolving lantern seems mediocre and cannot bring me any substantial improvement."

“But if you think about it carefully, there is a lot of room for development.”

"If I find a dead squire and find some of the things the squire left for future generations, such as a few gold bars hidden somewhere..."

"I can get rich overnight."

"Or you can find a martial arts practitioner, watch the whole process of his martial arts training, and learn martial arts secretly. It's also a good way."

This kind of thinking will naturally not work in Blue Star.

It would be difficult for an ordinary person to find a dead body.

But now...

Ji Yuan looked around.

This mass grave, this pile of dead people.

It still smells bad, but it is my own treasure.

"Good guy!"

Next to him, Zhang Miao exclaimed excitedly.

"Ji Yuan, come and see, Wang Sanbao, a wealthy man in Sanxi Township, is also dead."

"What a good death, what a wonderful death!"

　Newcomers and new books, please collect

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)