313. "The Only Possibility (Now Turning to Spoof)" Part 1

——The episode is set to Hyundai EG——

I thought I was playing a multi-role love development game that could be explored, but I didn't expect that this game could only have one ending forever.

——Selected from "A Failed Mission Report" by Xue Meng

Xue Meng was eating the penultimate piece of coconut milk red bean cake on the plate.

He had to be careful. He used a plastic spoon to cut a slice along the edge of the red bean cake, making a precise estimate and a steady hand. He wanted to preserve as much integrity of the cake as possible, but unfortunately half of it had been tainted by the mango mousse served in the same dish.

He hated Mango as much as he hated his job at the Protection Bureau of the Cultivation World.

It's a pity that he has to do it, this is the 21st century, and the stupid son of the Taoist family has to go out to work to support himself.

"Mission report, Mr. Xue." A dry mechanical female voice came from the headset.

Xue Meng rolled his eyes. Since the Time and Space Protection Bureau transferred a new director surnamed Jiang, task reporting has become a must-do every day.

"Cough, I arrived at the office at 8:20 today, and I was not late. I packed a piece of Master Li's fried rice in the morning. It tastes good. I suggest all my colleagues to try it when you have time. The key is that the old man who sells the fried rice is kind and nice. He can praise people. A 60-year-old aunt can call people a little sister with a shameless face. After eating the raw fried, I will start stamping—"

This is why Xue Meng hates his job.

Yes, stamp.

It's a long story, and it's his father who is to blame. Xue Meng's father, Xue Zhengyi, is the chairman of the International Cultivation Bureau. As the chairman's only precious son, Xue Meng has lived as a star since he was a child, and no one dares to offend him. Even the diapers are woven by the deep-sea sharks to ensure that they are silky and breathable without causing prickly heat.

Such a young master in the cultivation world naturally had a smooth life. After graduating, he went directly to work in the Protection Bureau of the cultivation world. On the first day of work, he was personally received by the director.

The director at that time was called Nangong Liu, a white, plump middle-aged man who could sweat profusely when he climbed two floors.

Nangong Liu kindly held Comrade Xiao Xue's hand, shaking his pork belly cheeks and greeting him: "Oh, Xue Meng? He looks exactly like your father. At first glance, he looks like his own son, handsome!"

Xue Meng said: "Thank you for your praise."

Nangong Liu cheerfully said, "Your dad and I have known each other for a long time. Let's not talk about gossip. Come on, uncle will explain to you the work you need to do first."

The fresh graduate student Xue Meng was still full of ambitions at that time, determined to contribute to the construction of a harmonious new world of self-cultivation and contribute his modest power, so he readily said: "Just say it, I will seriously complete the task you explained."

Look, don't even have a second-generation pedigree, what a good boy!

Director Nangong took a deep look at him, restrained his smile, and said solemnly: "Xiao Xue, considering that you are from a family of cultivation, your conditions are outstanding. Therefore, even though you are Chairman Xue's jewel, we still Decided to give you the hardest, hardest jobs."

When Xue Meng heard it, he suddenly came to the spirit: "I like all kinds of adventurous things since I was a child. In the past, everyone always hindered my dad's face, and I didn't let me do this, and I didn't let me touch that." His eyes flashed. Lighting up, "Finally, it's over."

Director Nangong patted him on the shoulder and gave a thumbs up: "Ambition."

Xue Meng asked: "Then what should I do?"

"Cough cough." Nangong Liu cleared his throat, "Generally speaking, this is a difficult task that no one in this bureau is capable of. It requires the person in charge to have extraordinary patience, precise judgment, and decisive decision-making ability. . Because every decision you make controls thousands of lives - there are a lot of lives that will be saved because of you, but there will also be many lives that will bleed because of you."

He looked serious and his eyes were burning, as if a round of holy light was rising behind him.

"This is a chore on the front line. When you were going to work at the Time and Space Agency, your father urged me to find a comfortable and safe position for you, but after I read your resume, I felt that you were a good person. A good boy full of ambition, I can't be sorry for the enthusiasm of young people, so after careful consideration, I handed this errand to you."

The director said, stretched out a hand and poked at Xue Meng's chest.

"You have to live up to those millions of lives."

Xue Meng suddenly burst into tears in awe: "Director, thank you for disregarding my father's obstacles and giving me such an important responsibility! I will work hard to live up to your expectations!"

Director Nangong Liu gave him an approving look and encouraged, "Do well!" He fled away, hiding his merits and fame.

When Xiao Xue came home that day, she couldn't contain her excitement. Without telling his parents, he quietly ordered a batch of goods from Taobao.com's Night Cat Cultivation Mall, including:

Violent DPS Crispy Fried Chicken (produced by Hanlin Pharmaceutical Factory): After eating it, you can get ten times the mana for one hour, and it cannot be used in battle.

Ergou Longevity Pill (produced by Yuheng Pharmaceutical Factory): It is useless to eat it after death.

Yaotou Pills (produced by the Buddhist Medicine Factory of Wubei Temple): It can make one's own head shine brightly, and guide the way for the companions in the dark.

Promise White Crazy Pills (produced by Taxianjun Pharmaceutical Factory): Eliminate the state of confusion.

Ancestral Millennium Jujube Pill (produced by Greedy Wolf Pharmaceutical Factory): It can only be used on the enemy.

In this way, Xue Meng's children made perfect preparations, and even dreamed at night that they had traveled to the Second World Cultivation War, and sacrificed heroically to resist the black magic that swept across the European battlefield. With a sharp "Ah" Vadasom!", he collapsed in a mysterious green light...

But the next day, when Xue Meng hesitantly came to the office, he was stunned.

"This is...my job???!!!"

The sweet long-legged and big-breasted secretary poured him a cup of fragrant tea and said gently, "Yes, Mr. Xue, this is your job."

Xue Meng came to his desk in disbelief, looking at the pile of comprehension world project approval reports, his mouth gradually became O-shaped.

Tremblingly, he stretched out his hand and picked up the top stack of newspapers for a quick look. A line of bright red headlines came into view. The headlines were so confusing that ordinary people couldn't understand them: "Illegal Use of Guyueye in Linyi Mortal Pig Farm, Shandong" "Fairy Pig Feed Accountability Measures"

What can do?

Xue Meng couldn't help but feel dizzy.

But he still gritted his teeth and continued to look.

"Recently, the drug monitoring team received a report that a monk sold the expired fairy pig feed produced by Guyueye to mortal merchants through illegal channels, resulting in more than 8,000 bags of expired feed entering the market. At present, there are three pig farms. Having eaten the feed, the number of pigs involved in the case has reached 400 by the time of writing, and the situation is critical."

Xue Meng: "..."

Another page turned back.

Cultivation Realm Livestock Drugs Committee's opinion: Send someone to buy back the contaminated pork and destroy it all.

Comprehension World Mortal Committee's opinion on handling: second opinion, and arrest and interrogate the monks involved.

Cultivation World Propaganda Committee's handling comments: Seconded, and asked the "News Network" column team to conduct follow-up public relations processing.

Opinions of the Chairman of the Comprehensive Case Committee of the Cultivation Realm Protection Bureau: (empty)

Xue Meng raised his head for unknown reasons. He poked the word "empty" in one hand and asked the smiling lady next to him: "Why is there no one here to write an opinion?"

The young lady smiled and explained patiently, "I'm waiting for your seal."

"But I'm not..." He looked down at the report and read, "Chairman of the Comprehensive Case Committee of the Cultivation Protection Bureau."

But when he looked up again and looked at Miss Secretary's loving eyes, he couldn't help hesitating and bewildered: "...Am I?"

The little sister pulled out a small brooch card from behind like a conjuration. The sign was printed with "Xue Meng, Chairman of the Comprehensive Case Committee", and even a photo of Xue Meng's most dissatisfied photo was attached.

She put it on Xue Meng and smiled: "Now you are the glorious chairman, congratulations!"

And handed over two chapters, one with a circle and one with a fork.

"Agree to cover the case, deny the case to cover the fork." Miss Sister smiled, "Please start working."

Xue Meng's mouth opened and closed and opened. He had a lot to say and a lot of scolding mothers to squirt out, but in the end he swallowed and asked with difficulty: "Can I not choose?"

Miss Sister smiled and rolled her eyes: "Of course you can, then cover both."

"..." Xue Meng felt so angry, "What will I do if I don't choose both?"

"Leave it to the secretary to the director."

Xue Meng is even weaker: "Then what do I need to do?"

The little sister said kindly: "So, I personally suggest that you better only stamp one seal at a time."

Xue Meng: "..."

In this way, after a long time, Xue Meng really realized the art of Nangong Liu's speech at that time. This goddamn, goddamn job made him live like a pile driver every day, circling or fiddling on different reports. It does require inhuman patience.

Of course, this patience is not just about facing the boring work without rebelling. The greater patience is that he has to restrain himself every day, so as to convince himself not to rush to Nangong Liu's office and cut off the director's reproductive organs! !

Although Director Nangong didn't lie to him, he did decide the fate of thousands of lives.

Just look at these reports...

"Report on Approval of Construction of Exclusive Chicken Farm for Violent DPS Crispy Chicken"

"Report on the Perfection of Gourd Baby Specially Approved after the Founding of the People's Republic of China"

"Report on the Black Cat Sheriff Chengjing Specially Approved After the Founding of the People's Republic of China"

"Guyueye Retirement Veteran Leader Application: I Really Want to Live Another Five Hundred Years"

"Sphenoid Beauty Seat Research Group: Calling on the cultivators who carry the beauty seat gene to donate sperm for the human-devil genetic engineering"

Isn't it a job that takes hundreds of millions of lives every minute?

Xue Meng raised his small fork with a sullen face and slammed it on the "Sperm Donation Proposal". He felt a sense of justice that saved countless small lives, and remarked grimly: "No one wants to be shot in a cup and frozen. No."

He admitted that he was venting his grievances, but he hoped that this kind of nonsense would be intolerable to the director, and it was best to transfer him to the front line and let him go to the mortal world to slay demons or something.

It's a pity that the director is as stable as a rock, and he did not blame Chairman Xue for this. On the contrary, at a party, Xue Meng heard that the secretary of the director, Miss Ye Wangxi, had to work overtime until the early morning because of these pranks. .

"If you let your daughter-in-law work overtime again, I will quit tomorrow!!"

Halfway across the corridor, the director's son Nangong Si could be heard slapping the table and jumping.

Xue Meng shrank his neck guiltily, and after a while, he decided to face these reports seriously.

After a few months like this, just as he was getting faster and faster in stamping and almost forgetting his original aspirations when he first graduated, Nangong Liu was suspended for taking bribes from demons, and he lost his iron job.

A new chief is here.

Director Jiang Xi is resolute and takes over any stall very quickly. Only in the position of Xue Meng, it took him an hour to understand what it was used for.

This really can't blame Director Jiang's brain for not being smart, but because Nangong Liu's packaging for Xue Meng is too bluffing. Director Jiang removed the wrapping paper for a long time, layer by layer, and finally found the inside. is a fart.

All in all, Xue Meng's position is useless, and even the work done by Xiao Lizi, who is lazy in the cafeteria, is more meaningful than him.

Director Jiang couldn't stand this kind of rice worm position. He decided to cancel the official position of the "general chairman" and find other work for Xue Meng.

He spent about a week observing the idea, and finally made a decision, so the opening scene appeared——

"Mission report, Mr. Xue."

"Cough, I arrived at the office at 8:20 today, and I was not late. I packed a piece of Master Li's fried rice in the morning. It's delicious. I suggest you all try it when you have time. The key is that the old man who sells the fried rice is kind and nice. He will praise people. A 60-year-old aunt can call people a little sister with a shameless face. After eating the raw fried, I will start to stamp..."

There was a sudden hissing current in the headset.

Then, Jiang Xi's channel was cut in, and the cold AI sound effect disappeared, replaced by the voice of Director Jiang, who was more inhumane than AI.

"From today on, you don't need to stamp your seal. Get off work early today, come to my office tomorrow, I have an important job for you." Jiang Xi paused and said without any disturbance, "Remember to bring me a copy of Master Li's life. Fry, add vinegar."

Xue Meng: "………………"