After Mu He hung up the phone, he suddenly lost interest in playing games.

He called up the system and checked the time. It was now 20:55, and it would be 9 o'clock in 5 minutes.

"Log out."

As soon as he said these four words, everything in front of him turned dark.

System: [Player Mu He, you have exited the "Yu Ling" world.]

Following the system's words, Mu He felt like he was back in the real world.

He opened his eyes, took off his helmet, and pressed a button.

The door of the holographic cabin opened, and fresh air rushed in, but it still made him feel dizzy.

Having gotten used to the physical sensations in the game world, Mu He felt his body become unusually heavy as soon as he returned to the real world.

It took him a long time to stand up from the holographic chair with the help of the armrest, leave the holographic cabin, step into the hall, walk to the refrigerator, open the refrigerator, take out a bottle of drink, unscrew the lid and take a big gulp.

The laptop in the hall was still on, and the chat icon kept flashing.

Mu He walked to the computer with a half-drunk drink, clicked on the messages and took a look, only to find that they were all sent by the same person.

Yuan Yitong: Mu Tou, have you ever played Yuling before? A new server opened today, and I bought a holographic cabin for Yuling. Tell me, which class is the most fun?

Yuan Yitong: Wood, call Wood!

Yuan Yitong: Why aren't you responding? Did you sneak into the new area to play?

Yuan Yitong: If you really come to the new area to play, take me with you to level up!

Yuan Yitong: Tsk, it’s better to rely on yourself than on others. I won’t count on you anymore. I’ll study on my own!

After Mu He finished reading the chat history, he sat down in front of the computer, holding a drink in one hand and slowly typed a line with the other hand and sent it.

Mu He: Hey, you guessed it right! I'm in the new zone. So what's your ID? I'll add you online tomorrow!

I thought I wouldn't receive a reply immediately, but I didn't expect the other party to reply almost instantly.

Yuan Yitong: This game doesn’t allow you to use the body of the opposite sex. Bad review!

Mu He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Yuan Yitong was his college roommate. After graduation, they lived in the same city, so they have always been in contact with each other.

Yuan Yitong is a good person in every way: enthusiastic, righteous, and willing to go through fire and water for his friends. However, he has one small flaw - he has a cross-dressing fetish.

When she is not going out, she likes to wear a wig and a lolita skirt, and calls everyone "little brother". At one point, she was disliked by her roommates.

After graduation, it became even worse and she started growing her hair long.

Mu He didn't mind this at all. Perhaps it was because he was a person who did whatever he wanted, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with Yuan Yitong wearing women's clothes. Instead, he thought he was quite unique.

Mu He: So what did you play in the end?

Yuan Yitong: Elf wizard.

Yuan Yitong: The one with the least clothes.

Mu He: 2333

Mu He: Okay, let’s form a team at level 20 and go for the dungeon.

Different races have different territories, but each race's territory has an entrance to the same copy.

Therefore, even if you are in different maps, you can team up to clear the dungeon together.

It’s just that the wizard profession... is more of a support role and not very suitable for solo.

Mu He: You need someone to guide you in this profession.

Yuan Yitong: Why?

Mu He: Wizards rely on various negative buffs to fight, and their support role in team battles is far greater than the damage they cause. Or you can practice in the direction of necromancy and become a solo wizard.

Yuan Yitong: Tsk, don’t give me these things that I can’t understand. Just play games and have fun.

Mu He: hhhhh that’s right too.

Yes, it’s just playing games, just have fun, why think so much and make yourself so tired?

At this moment, Mu He vaguely realized that perhaps he still wanted to return to the competitive circle and could not indulge in games as a pure entertainment activity.

I'm still a little unwilling...

Yuan Yitong: By the way, you haven’t told me your ID yet?

Mu He: Mu He.

Yuan Yitong: ...I guessed it, you are so bad at naming!

Yuan Yitong: Guess what my name is?

Mu He: One tube?

Yuan Yitong: Hahaha, I don’t play mahjong!

Yuan Yitong: It’s a cylinder!

Mu He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

As expected, birds of a feather flock together. Even the good friend of the guy who is bad at naming is also bad at naming.

Considering that he had to go for an interview at Qingjiu Game Co., Ltd. the next day, Mu He chatted with Yuan Yitong for a few more words before logging off and turning off the computer.

He took a shower, checked the route, set the alarm, charged his phone, and got into bed early.

*

The next morning, Mu He was awakened by the alarm clock at 8 o'clock. After washing up, he put on some clothes and went out.

To be honest, he hasn't gotten up at this time for a long time. You can imagine how much he has wasted in the past six months.

After getting off the subway, Mu He bought a bun for breakfast, then finished his breakfast and chewed a piece of gum before stepping into the gate of Qingjiu Game Co., Ltd.

In fact, he had no hope for the outcome of this interview. Repeated setbacks had made him realize that it was not easy to find an easy and lucrative job.

But he was not born to be a compromiser. He would not settle for any job just because it was hard to find an ideal job.

Maybe one day in the future, when he has squandered all his savings, he will realize how urgent it is.

Mu He laughed at himself, then put on a meek and well-behaved expression and walked towards the young lady at the front desk: "Hello, I'm here for an interview."

Mu He was very confident about his looks. When he was in college, many girls from other majors would squat in front of the classroom he was going to, just to get a glimpse of him.

Sure enough, when the young lady at the front desk saw him, her whole face relaxed instantly, and her eyes were filled with the word "amazing".

It took her a while to find her voice again, and she spoke cautiously, "What's your name? Who asked you out? Can you tell me your last name?"

"My name is Mu He." Mu He answered while recalling the phone call, "The person who asked me out was named Fang."

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll call him." The receptionist said, picking up the phone and dialing a number. "Brother Fang, someone wants to see you. They say they're here for an interview...Okay, okay."

After the young lady hung up the phone, she looked at Mu He and smiled slightly: "Come with me."

"good."

Mu He entered a room under the guidance of the young lady.

There were two men sitting in the room, seemingly talking about something.

After Mu He entered, before he had time to say hello, one of the men in a white shirt stood up.

Mu He looked at him subconsciously, and at just one glance, he felt his soul was shocked.

The man had a very handsome face, with a very faint mole under his left eye. Instead of being out of place, it added an indescribable charm to him.

He was wearing a white shirt so clean that it almost burned one's eyes.

He stood up and walked to the door. After nodding to Mu He, he passed him by.

At that moment, Mu He was sure that he smelled a very pleasant scent on him. It didn't sound like perfume, nor like the smell of clothes, but more like... body odor?

"Hello?"

Hearing the sound, Mu He suddenly came to his senses and looked at the only man left in the room.

Realizing that he had been distracted, Mu He felt a little embarrassed and coughed before finding his voice: "Hello..."

"Please sit down." The man smiled gently and motioned Mu He to sit opposite him, which was the seat where the man had just sat.

Mu He sat down in that position and felt his throat was a little dry for some reason.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Fang Cheng. The man who just left is our company's vice president. You can call him Master Feng." Fang Cheng always had a friendly smile on his face, and his voice made people feel very comfortable. "Don't be nervous, let's just chat casually. Let me introduce our company first."

Mu He nodded, finally diverting his attention from the lingering fragrance and listening carefully to Fang Cheng.

Fang Cheng briefly introduced Qingjiu Game Co., Ltd., and then asked Mu He to introduce himself.

Mu He's self-introduction was simple: "My name is Mu He, I'm 24 years old, from S City, I don't have much work experience, but I can do anything."

This kind of introduction is actually very unpleasant.

However, Fang Cheng was in a good mood today and was willing to chat with him more: "You submitted six different resumes to our company?"

"Uh, yes." Mu He blinked.

Fang Cheng: "Can you really do everything?"

Mu He: "Well, you can try either."

Fang Cheng: "Your university major was computer science. When did you learn concept art and modeling?"

Mu He: "I taught myself graphic design in my freshman year, signed up for concept art classes during the winter and summer vacations, and studied animation during the summer vacation of my sophomore year, which included modeling, rigging, motion design, and special effects production. I tried making a game in my junior year, but because it was a keyboard-based game, not many people played it."

Fang Cheng's eyes widened in disbelief. "Wow, this isn't some rookie! It's clearly a genius!"

However, these skills are not enough for six positions.

Fang Cheng looked down at the six resumes in his hand. "Copywriting planning and numerical planning?"

Mu He: "Well, I write a little when I'm free. I think my language organization skills are pretty good. As for numerical planning, mainly, I'm quite sensitive to this aspect. I can roughly know the actual combat effect by looking at the numbers, and it shouldn't be difficult to work backwards."

"There's also an action director?" Fang Cheng thought he was seeing things.

Mu He: "Yes. I can also be a thug. Are you short of thugs here?"

Fang Cheng: “…”

Mu He coughed: "...I was just kidding."

Fang Cheng: "Okay."

As the project manager of Qingjiu Game Co., Ltd., Fang Cheng, who has always been eloquent, would certainly not be intimidated by Mu He's few words, but he was really surprised.

Putting aside Mu He's professional abilities, the fact that he's willing to spend his downtime learning so much speaks volumes about his talent and perseverance. Even if he's a rookie in the workplace, I believe he'll quickly soar to new heights.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng put down the resume in his hand, looked at Mu He and smiled slightly: "Tell me your requirements."

Mu He nodded, then took a deep breath and repeated what he had repeated countless times in previous interviews: "I have only one request, which is that I only work half a day, that is, four hours. During these four hours, the company can let me do anything. Once it exceeds this time, even if everyone in the company is working overtime, I will not join in."