After I became an ancient god

After washing up, Ke Su set off for the company. He sat in the subway, tidied his briefcase, and made sure that all the documents were brought before he started playing with his mobile phone with confidence.

The news headlines on the mobile phone come and go with a few entertainment news, as well as the presidential election.

Scrolling down, Ke Su found that the rumor that the presidential election was manipulated by aliens actually intensified, and people posted it everywhere, it was like being in a navy.

[Recently, aliens are going to distribute holographic helmets for brainwashing to every household!Don't use them all!It's all a conspiracy!It's sugar-coated cannonballs! ]

[Also, aliens are about to pretend to be humans, be careful that it is right beside you!

They will use masks with virtual effects to make people invisible. Ordinary people will think that they are human beings, but in fact they are aliens with flat heads! ! ! ]

These rumor-like comments were copied to the comment section of major news headlines, with a high number of likes.

Ke Su closed the page silently, giving up the idea of ​​socializing in this era.

Perhaps he is old and unable to integrate into the times.

Still think about how to run the business next.

Ke Su put his mind back on work. Yesterday, Xin Yun led the business. Now that he is familiar with the process, it is time to run the business independently. I don’t know which area the company will allocate, but I hope it will not be too far away.

Ke Su thought so, got off the car at the station, and walked towards the company.

At the same time, in front of a single-family house whose walls are covered with vines, the courier quietly placed a box containing a holographic helmet. There were various exaggerated slogans written on the box, which seemed to confuse people who saw it. Can use it as soon as possible.

The same box was placed in front of the door of almost someone nearby who was far away.

The invisible gray mist attached to the house, like the guards of the house, floated all the time, and soon found the box in front of the door, dutifully covered the box, and changed a few lines on it.

【Special holographic helmet for ancient god simulator game】

[Praise Your Majesty Forever!We will serve you wholeheartedly! 】

Just when Ke Su rushed to the company, Xin Yun, who had just come out of the special incident handling department building, had already arrived at the door of the company. When he was about to step into the company, he was inexplicably palpitated, so he looked up at the company.

The towering one-hundred-story building was as calm as before, but today it was a little more peaceful, and even the holographic projections were no longer broadcast on the square in front of the gate.

It should be that the sequelae of last night have not been cured yet.

Thinking like this, Xin Yun overcame the uneasiness in his heart, and walked into this company that was covered with flesh and blood like spider silk from the perspective of ghosts and monsters.

The sun shines on the glass curtain wall of the building through the sky where the dark clouds have dispersed, reflecting the soft halo unique to blood and flesh.

This is a silkworm chrysalis-like company that has turned into a cocoon, and is showing its beautiful appearance to the world.

Every employee stays at his own post, working hard without complaint, and there is no such phenomenon as in the past, and there is no smoky incident of bullying colleagues.

Everywhere is full of the truth, goodness and beauty of human nature, everyone's kind side is infinitely magnified, all the beauty is like a fairy tale, it is a perfect utopian world.

This should have been a beautiful scene, but Xin Yun broke out in a cold sweat on a peaceful morning.

With growing uneasiness in his heart, he walked into the work area.

Then, watching the smiling colleagues fill up the originally empty workstations, and the sound of typing on the keyboard sounded from time to time, Xin Yun only felt a chill rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of the sky.

Although he has only been in this company for less than a month, but when he usually comes here, the seats in the company are never full.

And very few people would come so early, even if it was working hours, there were still only a few people, so for Xin Yun, the current scene was really abnormal.

It's almost like the whole company is bewitched.

Thinking of this, Xin Yun couldn't help but wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. He didn't know why he felt a growing sense of danger, as if he had stepped into a hell from which he could not turn back. The further he went, the more he touched the truth. , is the moment of his own death.

no no no!Don't think so!

Xin Yun shook his head, dispelling the delusions of being persecuted in his head, he was indeed terminally ill, it was fine to go to the theater yesterday to see everyone looked like a ghost, but now he thinks so when he returns to the company.

This should be the scene that a normal company should have. The previous lazy scene was abnormal. He really thought too much.

Xin Yun took a deep breath, and continued to walk forward tremblingly.

When passing by one of his colleagues' workstations, Xin Yun glanced inadvertently, and saw that the screen where the colleague was typing on the keyboard was densely packed with various red "kill" characters.

Xin Yun rubbed his eyes, and when he peeked at the screens of his colleagues, he found that everything seemed to be normal. It was the page where the company communicated with customers and sorted out the contract documents.

Did he see it wrong?

Xin Yun swallowed, feeling inexplicably terrified, and sat in his seat for a long time without daring to move.

"Get the water first!"

"No! You go first!"

"No, you first..."

Xin Yun stared blankly at the few seniors who had bossed him around before standing in front of the water dispenser and bowed to each other, his face almost wrinkled from laughter.

Among them, Yu Yan, the gold medal salesman in the company, the senior who always had a cold face was actually smiling all over his face. The wrinkles on his face made him look like a cloth bag that hadn't been sewn properly.

With a weird sense of disobedience and terror.

And... the few people who bowed to each other seemed to be holding a gleaming sharp knife with their hands behind their backs.

Would a normal person... carry a knife while talking to a co-worker?

"Senior? You have been discharged from the hospital, are you in good health?"

A familiar voice suddenly appeared behind Xin Yun, jumping up from his seat in fright, his face turned pale, and only when he turned around did he realize that it was his junior, Ke Su.

"Ah, ah, it's Ke Su, it's okay, I'm already..." Xin Yun laughed dryly incoherently, sweating profusely.

Ke Su saw that Xin Yun was sweating like he had washed his face, and found that there was nothing wrong with him except for the cold sweat, so he walked to his seat and sat down without saying anything.

The contract he signed before needs to be uploaded to the Internet through a scanning device, and then sent to the boss, so that the salary can be settled.

Ke Su quietly handled his work, the steps were very simple, and he quickly sent it to the boss, waiting for the salary to be settled.

While he was waiting, he found his senior Xin Yun sneaking over suddenly, his eyes were trembling and he said, "Ke, Ke Su, do you think there is something wrong?"

Something is wrong?

Ke Su raised his head in confusion, followed Xin Yun's gaze to look around, and saw that his colleagues were all quietly working in their workstations, and the sound of typing on the keyboard was heard from time to time, and he didn't see anything wrong.

So Ke Su honestly shook his head.

"No, no? For example, the others are a little too quiet, barely speaking, and the expressions on their faces are very stiff?"

Ke Su silently looked at the stiff smile on Xin Yun's face, and replied tactfully, it seemed that everyone at work would be so stiff.

Hearing this, Xin Yun's eyes were dumbfounded, he smiled dryly, looked at his colleague who was smiling like a zombie, and apologized to Ke Su: "Is that so, that, that should be because I was thinking too much..."

With that said, Xin Yun staggered back to his seat.

Then, after a while, Xin Yun came running over again.

"Uh...I, I just went to the toilet and found that...someone seems to be playing a prank, holding a knife, and there seems to be... blood on the knife!"

Xin Yun flinched, stretched out her hand, and pointed in the direction of the toilet.

The colleague with the knife just happened to walk out of the toilet, holding a chopped tomato in his hand, and smiled obsequiously at the two of them.

Xin Yun stopped his hands in a daze, and Ke Su looked away without any surprise.

He felt that things like eating tomatoes in the toilet were normal in this world. Compared with yesterday's smoky company, today's company has a really good atmosphere.

After Ke Su withdrew his gaze, the colleague holding the knife seemed to feel that the skin on his body was a little loose. He tugged and accidentally pulled the eyeball off, and quickly filled it back.

"...He! He he he!"

Xin Yun's eyes widened in shock, Ke Su looked over curiously, saw the colleague rubbed his eyes, and sat back at his desk.

Ke Su looked at Xin Yun in puzzlement, Xin Yun shook his hands, speechless, and said blankly: "No, it's all right, I seem to be hallucinating, maybe it's the aftermath of last night..."

Just like that, Xin Yun sat back on his seat, dealt with his work, drank cup after cup of coffee, finally exhausted himself from drinking, and applied to leave work early.

He wanted to see a psychiatrist. He just saw a colleague dismantling his own leg, and after tearing off a few rotten tendons inside, he glued it back bloody.

But when the junior Ke Su was called, the leg became intact again, and everything seemed to be his hallucination.

No... It should be his hallucination.

He was really sick, very sick.

Xin Yun trembled, tears rolled in his eyes.

Ke Su bid farewell to Xin Yun, the senior who left work early, and looked away from Xin Yun's desolate back, feeling that the company atmosphere today is very good.

Colleagues are very friendly and courteous to each other, there is no gag, no laziness and workplace bullying, which makes Ke Su, a sociophobic patient, very comfortable.

I only hope that the senior's illness can be cured soon.

Ke Su actually saw that something was wrong with Xin Yun, and guessed that he hadn't rested well and was not in shape, so it would be better to go back to rest earlier.

Thinking of this, Ke Su continued to get busy.

He has obtained a lot of customer addresses from the boss, and has also checked the relevant information, and is going to run business in the afternoon.

When it was time to get off work, Ke Su clocked out on time and left the company. Behind him, the colleagues who lined up to clock out all showed expressions as if they had just woken up from a dream, as if they didn't remember everything that happened during work.

They walked out of the company and looked around blankly, seemingly in disbelief that they were free.

[Please return to the company on time during working hours. 】

The voice in their minds made them suddenly realize that they had become full-time employees of this company, enjoying five social insurances and one housing fund. The only requirement was to maintain a state of truth, kindness and beauty until the crown was satisfied.

Who is Your Majesty?

no one knows.

The employees returned to their respective residences, and everything was normal except that their bodies had become inhuman, and they were extremely easily moved by trivial things, their emotions were magnified, and they couldn't appeal to others about the changes in themselves.

They have been struggling on the verge of life and death since signing the contract with the ghost trading company, and now they have finally returned to their normal lives.

All but a few employees are grateful for the change.

This world is so abnormal.

On the top floor of the company, the boss was crying uncontrollably while sorting out various customer information, smoking a cigar in his hand, thinking so.

At this time, Ke Su, who had returned home, lowered his head and saw the box at his feet. After opening the box, he found the holographic helmet inside.

Freebie?

Ke Su fiddled with the helmet and entered the room, a little surprised.

In fact, he had wanted to play holographic games for a long time, but he chose computer games because of insufficient deposits and was too cash-strapped. Now that he finally had the opportunity to try something new, Ke Su felt a rare sense of anticipation.

Looking at the name on the box, Ke Su found that it seemed to be an official gift from the Ancient Gods Simulator game to advanced players, for a better experience of the game.

The official game is too kind.

If you can give them a good review, Ke Su really wants to give them a five-star review.

However, because he had to run business in the afternoon, Ke Su didn't start playing games now, but put away his helmet and started preparing lunch.

After eating, Ke Su lay down on the bed and took a nap.

He didn't have the habit of taking a nap before, but since he had already started working, he had to welcome the afternoon with a full spirit, and taking a nap was the best choice.

When it was close to two o'clock in the afternoon, Ke Su set off to run business.

He made thousands of dollars in one order yesterday, and if he runs a few more orders today, he will be able to catch fish in a few days. After all, his requirements are not high, as long as he can spend enough every month.

Maybe I can save some money to replace my computer.

He has long wanted to buy a better computer, but now that he has this new holographic helmet, this plan can be postponed a little.

Ke Su went out with the expectation of returning to play games after finishing his business.

Looking at the business order in his hand, Ke Su circled the customers who were close to him, and planned to run for a few hours and go home early.