technology king

Chapter 2 Match Stickers

Before Zhao Pingan was about to reflux a few mouthfuls of carbon dioxide to suppress the shock, there was another change on the blue interface, and a row of information suddenly appeared.

[Host: Zhao Ping'an]

【Age: 23】

【Strength: 6】

[Agility: 8]

[Endurance: 5]

【Life: 7】

【Reputation: 20013】

[Level: Has not yet obtained the craftsman level]

[Remaining items in the warehouse: 'cosmic low-level chemistry skill book']

"What the hell? Why does it feel like an attribute panel in a game?"

Zhao Ping'an has always felt that he has the most basic quality to be a great designer - a big nerve, and after confirming that this inexplicable gadget is not a threat to him, he readily accepts it. Come to the black technology game.

Hmm... It's kind of interesting, it's actually a void projection. Could this be the legendary holographic imaging technology?Just where is its transmitter?Also, how are those few single-digit attributes calculated?What is prestige?Why is it so tall?And what is the craftsman level?Wait, warehouse...

Thinking that there were still things in the warehouse, Zhao Pingan tried to swipe his finger gently on the blue panel, and unexpectedly... he could really swipe!

In the warehouse interface composed of nine grids, Zhao Pingan saw a thick book in the first grid, and there were even two options next to it—learn or discard.

Zhao Pingan was undoubtedly attracted by this unheard-of high-tech product at this time. He subconsciously wanted to "eat" the low-level chemistry skill book in the universe, but thinking about the interview soon, he finally endured it. What if after eating it, you have to kill monsters to practice or double your experience?There is no time to spare right now, so wouldn't this be a waste of a skill book?

As a hardcore professional player, he would never make such a low-level strategic mistake.

The car stopped suddenly, and Zhao Pingan knew that he had reached the place. He clicked on the upper right corner, and the blue interface disappeared as expected. Then, with the driver's idiot-like expression, he reached out and wiped the non-existent hair on his forehead. Fluttering bangs, waved his sleeves, and left gracefully.

CQ City in June is the hottest time of the year. The sun is scorching the earth, and the roiling heat waves distort the air, which is full of the sense of sight of a science fiction world.

From the curb to the automatic door of the building, Zhao Pingan, who was wearing a black suit, looked like a human-shaped solar panel. If a light bulb was installed on his head, it would probably be able to generate electricity directly.

When the spotless automatic door was slowly opened and the cool air rushed in, Zhao Pingan groaned hopelessly.

The hall was crowded with people, and there was a long line of applicants. The scene of enthusiasm was completely expected by Zhao Pingan. After all, this is Yunchuang, a first-class enterprise with hundreds of design patents. Even if a designer walks out, he may become a millionaire, envying the dead is not worth the life!

"Senior sister, where did you come from?" Holding an electronic ticket numbered 75 in his hand, Zhao Ping'an lined up at the end of the line, and suddenly found that the girl in front of him could score 80 points. rise.

Shen Mengyu turned around in astonishment, and found a tall and thin boy with an innocent face standing behind him, and said with a smile: "Peking University, how about you?"

"Me? Hehe... I'm almost the same, from Tsinghua University." Zhao Ping'an said with a calm face, but he couldn't tell the pain in his heart. Isn't this bloody competition too fierce?

"It turned out to be an alumnus of Tsinghua University. I'm sorry." Peking University and Tsinghua University have always been good friends, and it is also a kind of fate to meet in this foreign place. Shen Mengyu stretched out her small white hand generously.

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Zhao Ping'an wiped the oil without leaving any traces, while pretending to be sanctimonious and skilled.

The two chatted without saying a word, and the time passed quickly. Following the arrangement of the staff, Shen Mengyu walked into the interview room with a delicate leather suitcase in his hand.Zhao Pingan gave her a cheering gesture, but after his eyes swept over the suitcase with two rows of combination locks, he felt a stronger sense of crisis in his heart.

"No. 75, Zhao Ping'an."

The interviews were conducted separately. Zhao Pingan straightened his collar, closed and opened his eyes, strode forward, and walked into another room, leaving everyone with a desolate back.

The layout of the room is simple, with three interviewers sitting beside an oval conference table with nameplates on the table.

Zhao Pingan smiled and was about to say hello, but he didn't want the female interviewer named Jiang Yaqi in the middle to look at the information in her hand and frowned and said, "Southwest Polytechnic University? Why is this kind of school also recruiting?"

Hey!My buddy is so violent, what is this kind of school?Southwestern Polytechnical University is also an undergraduate institution, alright, although there are only three books, but it is my buddy's alma mater after all, how can you slander it like this?
Of course, Zhao Pingan only dared to think about these thoughts in his heart at most, and the smile on his face remained undiminished: "Hello leaders, Zhao Pingan of Southwest Polytechnic University, please take care of me."

"Okay, let's take a look at the interview works. There are more than a dozen top students from first-class colleges waiting." Jiang Yaqi waved her hands impatiently, as if she wanted to finish the scene quickly.

The other two male interviewers didn't say a word, and put on an undeniable expression, guessing in their hearts that there should be negligence in the administrative department, otherwise it would be impossible to include the three graduates in the recruitment scope.

Although Zhao Ping'an was a little angry, he still endured it for the sake of his future, and then solemnly took out a pack of dragon and phoenix from his arms. This was what he saved after several days of tight clothing and food. The big front door that costs two yuan a pack is indeed a bit out of place.

"Stop! Don't you know that smoking is prohibited here? Get out of here immediately!" Jiang Yaqi glanced at the cigarette in his hand, and suddenly became furious. The forest is so big that there are all kinds of birds. I really think I am a smoker boy?
To say that today's college students don't usually know how to study hard, but they are better than the other at dealing with these crooked ways!
Apparently, in Jiang Yaqi's view, Zhao Ping'an was going to send them cigarettes in order to 'good' the relationship.

What surprised her was that the young man in front of him didn't seem to mean to 'share' after taking out the cigarette, but used a familiar technique - stretching out two fingers and gently tapping the side of the cigarette case, and after popping out a cigarette , said with a harmless expression: "Leader, you misunderstood, this is my work."

After all, under the puzzled eyes of the three, Zhao Ping'an turned the cigarette case slightly sideways, revealing a dark brown sticker on the side.

"Its name is Match Sticker. It is a perfect combination of matches and cigarettes. With it, you can completely abandon lighters. After all, it is a pain to smoke without a fire."

Looking at his confident appearance, Jiang Yaqi felt that she couldn't get out of her breath. After standing up suddenly, she said mercilessly: "This is what you call design? It is convenient and better to smoke? To let the air Worse pollution? Make people die faster?"

"Leader, I think that smoking depends on the individual. If you are addicted to smoking, you can make fire by drilling a log. How can I change it with a small match post? It's just for some benefits." Zhao Pingan said somewhat dissatisfied.

"Absurd words, nonsense! The original intention of the design is to improve the quality of life, not to let you speed up people's death!"

"Leader, I can only say that you don't understand if you don't smoke."

(End of this chapter)