Necromancer Farming Notes Figure Master

Some people are lucky enough to reach the top through their own efforts. After reaching the top, when they look down at the people below, they have an illusion of being superior.

When he saw that the people below him couldn't climb up, he thought that they were not working hard enough. And the people below him also believed his lies and thought that their failure was because they didn't work hard enough.

Of course, there are some people at the top who know the logic of this world. The reason they can still say such words is just to gain more benefits.

After a long period of propaganda, everyone believed in a so-called truth: God rewards hard work. But this is the biggest lie in the world.

Even many of the practitioners who promoted this theory have been brainwashed. Until now, this practitioner still believes that he can live a good life through his own efforts.

After being treated to a good meal by a warm-hearted colleague, the practitioner returned to his workstation with a big belly. He ate a lot so that he would not have to eat tomorrow.

"Maybe I can write a small program to help me adjust those parameters."

In order to improve his life, the practitioner decided to use his unique skills. The small program he mentioned could not be written by ordinary people, because it was difficult for ordinary people to perceive the rules behind those parameters.

But after working for a month, the practitioner had figured out some of the rules with his strong memory and comprehension. So he quickly started working and spent two hours to complete his own small program. He then performed actual calculations on the computer, and this small program directly increased his work efficiency by 200%.

"Haha! It's not that difficult! This way I can earn 6000 a month! Living in the company for a long time is not a good idea. I must have my own space." The practitioner's eyes flashed with excitement.

Designing this small program is just the first step, and he has more ideas in his mind.

I can only say that they are truly cultivators, and these people are indeed much stronger than ordinary people.

The practitioner smiled and glanced at his balance, then his expression froze. Because his balance was only 2500. The 500 was directly deducted by the system as the internet fee.

"Hmph! Do you think you can disgust me with this? It's just a little bit of wind and frost!" The cultivator smiled coldly.

In the following week, he started to develop more small programs to help him work. He even had the leisure to understand other people's work. After his understanding, he found that many of the work within the company actually had a lot of room for improvement. If all of these were improved, he would get a lot of money.

The practitioner could not help but get excited. But soon, he felt uncomfortable again. Because he didn't care about money before, but he didn't expect that one day he would work so hard for such a small amount of money! It was really ironic!

Everyone in the company was on vacation, and he was the only one working overtime to edit the program.

A week later, a practitioner who was sleeping at his workstation was woken up by the shaking.

"You come so early! If I didn't know, I would think you were living in the company!" A colleague gave him a sausage with a smile.

"Thank you..." The cultivator smiled slightly, took the sausage and ate it in two or three bites. Although he was tired at this time, he was in a very good mood.

He only ate one meal a day this week, but even if he tried his best to save money, his balance was less than 2300.

"Sniff~" The enthusiastic colleague returned to her workstation and smelled a strange smell. She didn't notice it before, but now she found that the strange smell seemed to come from the person next to her. The enthusiastic colleague's smile was a little stiff, but she was too embarrassed to say it.

The practitioner's observation ability was so sharp that he also noticed the strange expression on his colleague's face. His face immediately turned red.

"Sorry." The practitioner opened a window nearby, then stood up and went to find his supervisor. He wanted to hand over the programs he had recently developed to his supervisor, which would greatly improve everyone's work efficiency. He should be able to get some bonuses.

The supervisor was also amazed after receiving these programs.

"Brother! You are such a genius! It's really a waste of your talent for you to come to our company! How about this! I'll write you a letter of recommendation and you can go to the head office! The treatment there is much better than here!"

"Thank you!" The cultivator finally became excited. His chance to change his fate was coming!

"Where is the head office?" asked the practitioner.

"That place is indeed a bit far. But if you take an airship, you should be able to get there in half a day. They should be able to arrange food and accommodation for you there."

"Okay!" The practitioner nodded.

"By the way, these mini-programs of yours are very valuable. We will make a reasonable valuation, and then we will transfer the production costs of these mini-programs to you." said the supervisor.

"..."

After the two had a pleasant exchange, the practitioner excitedly returned to his workstation.

In the following time, he seemed a little absent-minded. Although he was still working, his efficiency dropped a lot. He was waiting for his bonus and looking forward to a better life.

A network notification sounded, and the practitioner subconsciously clicked on his balance to check. Then he was shocked by the number on it. It was not because he gave too much, but because it was too little!

"One hundred thousand..."

Just when he frowned, the dean actually called him.

"Good boy! You are really a talent! In terms of earning ability, you are among the best among all practitioners! It only took you a week to earn me a villa! Thank you! You can keep this bonus, it is enough for you to improve your life. By the way, those people recommended you to the head office. But I rejected it. I think you still need experience."

"Why!!" The cultivator's eyes were wide open with anger. He felt that if the dean was in front of him now, he would definitely fight with him to the death.

"What's so strange about that? How long have you been here? To be promoted to the head office, you must have worked for five years! Your qualifications are not enough!"

"Bullshit! There's no such thing in the company's terms and conditions!"

"Kid, have you forgotten your identity again? Your rules are different from those of normal people. So work hard! I have my eyes on a nice yacht, and I hope you won't let me down." After saying that, the dean hung up the phone.

The cultivator was so angry that he was shaking all over. His good mood after getting 10 yuan was gone. After all, he wanted to get at least 1,000 million yuan...

A sharp heartache came over him, and the practitioner fell to the ground, holding his chest.

"Ah!! Someone fainted!"

Everyone was instantly shocked and quickly called the emergency number to send the practitioner to the hospital.

After some rescue efforts, the practitioner was finally saved.

He was already in a sub-healthy state due to long-term high-intensity work and irregular diet and rest. He was too excited at the time, which led to a heart attack and he almost died.

When the practitioner woke up, he found someone waiting by his bed.

"Are you okay? You work so hard! The company checked the surveillance footage and found that you had been working overtime... There's no need for this!" An enthusiastic colleague sat in front of the bed and looked at the practitioner worriedly.

The practitioner's eyes were dull and it was unclear whether he heard what his enthusiastic colleague said.

After a long time, the practitioner smiled sadly. He looked at the balance on his card and saw that it was less than 2 yuan. A lot of money was deducted from him because of the rescue.

If a normal person goes to the hospital for medical treatment, it is basically free, but he is different.

"Why are you slacking off again? You've been absent from work for 5 consecutive days! Without even saying hello! Don't you want to live?" The dean's hateful voice sounded again.

The cultivator's face showed a kind of fear at this time. "I know, there is something wrong with my body..."

"Aren't you still alive? You must be at work this afternoon, otherwise your salary for this month will be deducted!" The dean hung up the phone.

The practitioner's heartbeat quickened again, which frightened the enthusiastic colleague standing beside him.

"Don't get excited! You need to rest now..."

The practitioner held back his tears and finally calmed down.

"Won't your coming here to see me interfere with my work?" the practitioner asked worriedly.

The enthusiastic colleague was slightly stunned when he heard this. "It's okay. I used my paid leave in advance. The hospital tried to contact your family, but couldn't get through... We can't just leave you here alone, right?"

"I'm sorry... paid vacation time must be precious, right?"

"If it was in the past, it would have been precious, but now I only have three months of paid vacation a year, which is too long. Instead of wasting time at home, I might as well do something meaningful. Don't worry."

"That's good!" The practitioner finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he struggled to get up and wanted to go back to work.

"Eh? Don't move! You need to rest now!"

"No. If I continue to rest, I will lose this month's salary..." The practitioner let the cat out of the bag in a trance.

"Huh? How is that possible! Who dares to deduct your salary? I'll tell Dio directly and let him handle it!" The colleague was horrified. She thought some guy in the company had come back to life.

Now, whenever there is such a sign, people will be very alert. And now the executives dare not exploit people. Because now people can directly hear from the heaven. And Dior's processing efficiency is very high. Many people who do not believe in evil have been directly imprisoned. Even worse people have been directly sentenced to death. So when colleagues heard what the practitioners said, they were shocked.

She always felt that practitioners were weird, like the kind of office workers living in the old times. Especially after watching the video of the desperate overtime work, the executives of the entire company almost ran away overnight. They really didn't expect that someone would dare to work overtime! But later, after receiving the notice, these people became quiet again.

However, the specific content of the notice is not clear to these employees. Now the enthusiastic colleagues are afraid that someone is deceiving their superiors and subordinates and is restoring the social animal work system.

"No, we must report it to Dior!" said the colleague and started typing on the Internet.

"Don't do that! It's useless!"

"How can it be useless! Dio is the real king now! He cares about everyone!"

"It's not Dio's problem, it's my problem. I deserve all the suffering I'm going through now." The cultivator sighed. He had deeply experienced the miserable life of the lower class people. His arrogance had quietly shattered.

In the past, he thought he could get everything through hard work, but now he just feels like there is a blood-sucking worm growing on his back, and there is no point in trying any harder.

"You're talking nonsense again... Even if you committed a crime, you should stay in jail instead of being forced to work overtime!" said a colleague with a frown.

"I am actually a cultivator, and even a member of the parliament at that time. Most of the suffering you have experienced before came from us." The cultivator revealed his cards.

After hearing this, the enthusiastic colleague's face changed rapidly, and deep hatred flashed in her eyes.

After seeing that look, the practitioner felt his heart ache even more.

"Feel sorry……"

“……” The colleague didn’t say anything, just turned around and left without looking back.

The cultivator was the only one left in the ward, and he could no longer hold back the tears in his eyes. He couldn't help crying out loud.

In the afternoon, the practitioner ignored the hospital's objections and forcibly checked out and returned to his workstation.