A hunting adventure [unlimited]

Yu Zhen tore up the recruitment notice, intending to ask and search according to the above contact address.As he turned, he bumped into the porters unloading the tavern.

The porter was a man with a solid build, gray skin, and a dilapidated, dead look all over his body. Yu Zhen was shocked by his dark eyes and dark circles.

He stumbled and said: "That, that, let me ask, you know this address..."

The porter glanced at him blankly, turned his back without seeing him, and continued loading and unloading the barrels on the wooden cart.

Yu Zhen who was ignored: "I can't find my way, can you do me a favor?"

The porter is still busy with work, completely treating him as air.

Yu Zhen: "..."

Holding a small bottle of beer, the tavern owner leaned gracefully on the door frame, and said, "It's hard to get along in this world with such a lack of common sense."

"Then tell me how to get there." Yu Zhen handed over the recruitment notice, "It's my first time in the capital, and I don't know the way."

"Hmm." The boss snorted with a smile, "You don't know the way."

Yu Zhen felt that she had been seen through, and a sense of crisis emerged spontaneously, she remained silent, as quiet as a mushroom.

"Okay, I won't make it difficult for you." The boss smiled, took the paper he handed over, glanced down, and raised his eyebrows, "Wow, you picked a good job."

After being instructed by the tavern owner, Yu Zhen came to a small church, temple or other similar white marble buildings.

Let's call it a church because of the towering steeples and columns.

The church is located at the corner of the street, and a dim yellow street lamp is shining under the spire, breaking away the hazy night.

-- Creative, valet interviews take place in church.

There were many men applying for the same job as Yu Zhen standing on the side of the street. They were yelled at by the irascible female guards who shouted, "Line up here for the interview! You idiots!" They lined up in a vertical row, leaning against the wall; Yu Zhen joined in quietly The formation, it is worth mentioning that everyone is basically younger than him, but fortunately he has a tender face, so it is not awkward to be at the end of the line.

There was no one behind him, and standing in front of him was a young man in his early twenties, his hair was dyed silver-white, and there were a few snowflake sequins in the corners of his eyes, which shone under the light and were very eye-catching; Understand the grooming, but he respects aesthetic diversity.

"How old are you?" The young man Snow Flower turned to talk to him.

Yu Zhen kept an eye out and asked, "What do you think?"

The other party pointed his chin with his index finger and guessed, "18?"

Yu Zhen nodded shamelessly, "Yes, I just came of age."

"You look like an outsider." The Snow Flower youth held out a hand to him, "Cyril."

"Yu Zhen." He shook that hand back, "I'm indeed new here, but how did you know?"

"You don't dye your hair, don't wear jewelry, don't wear make-up, you don't look like a man in the empire at all." Cyril's silver earrings were exposed in the pure white hair, shining like stars, and he blinked his eyes curiously, "Can you tell me what it looks like in a foreign country?" ?"

Yu Zhen thought about it for a while; he didn't pay attention to social topics such as gender relations before, so he had no opinion on this, so he had to state it truthfully: "In my hometown, dyeing hair, wearing jewelry, and makeup are all personal preferences, regardless of gender. ...but men generally don't dress themselves up fancy."

Cyril said: "Then everyone is not as beautiful as you are."

Yu Zhen was a little choked, he had nothing to say, and changed the subject: "What about the empire? I don't know enough about this place yet."

A pair of father and son walked hurriedly in the dark alley. They stepped into the circle of light illuminated by street lamps, and they were indifferent to what happened outside the church around them. The father grabbed his son's ear and whispered viciously in the child's ear: " No matter how naughty you are, beware of your mother sending you into a pig cage!"

Yu Zhen smiled and thought: It seems that adults in every world like to scare children like this.

However, Cyril showed unusual indifference, and said lightly: "This is the man of the empire. If you are too fat, too tall, too short, have an ugly face, or are proven by your family to have character defects or violent tendencies, you will be forced Send it to the pigpen."

Yu Zhen's smile froze, "Where is the pig cage?"

"No one knows what that place is." Cyril rolled his eyes and looked at him, "Because...the people who were sent in never came out again."

Yu Zhen: "It sounds cruel."

Cyril brushed his hair, "It's just the fate of being a man of the empire."

***

The church is an orthodox church, but what is enshrined is not the Father and the Virgin, but a plump, full-bodied goddess statue with a variety of styles. Her curly hair like seaweed grows to her ankles, her body is healthy, and she holds a trident and wears waves, standing proudly on the reef The pinnacle - the god of the sea, Sihanna.

A group of petite and exquisite male mermaids surrendered at her feet, frolicking with their fish tails.

The interviewer was the oldest man Yu Zhen had ever met in this country. He had a few innocuous wrinkles on his face, his short hair was combed meticulously, and he was sitting upright. The gray eyes under the lens looked at him calmly.

Yu Zhen came to the applicant's chair and sat down, ready to be questioned.

"Name."

"Yu Zhen."

"age."

"……eighteen."

"What was your last job?"

Yu Zhen picked his face and said, "I haven't worked before."

"Any recommendation letters?"

"No."

"Take off your clothes." The interviewer said bluntly.

Yu Zhen: "...?"

Who would have thought that an Imperial valet interview would require stripping.

After some ideological struggle in his mind, Yu Zhen began to unbutton his buttons in a dignified manner.

Just take it off!Anyway, he thought about asking the employer for a large amount of mental damage after the task was over, and it was in a dream, no matter how exaggerated it was, Du Yu could see it himself...

Du Yu, pervert!

The interviewer inspected every inch of his skin unselfishly, asked him to put on his clothes, and continued to ask: "Have you ever undergone reproductive surgery? How is your physical condition?"

What is reproductive surgery? He only knows about sterilization.

Yu Zhen shook her head: "No, I am in very good health and have never been to a hospital."

"If you need to undergo cloaca reconstruction and artificial uterus transplantation in the future, would you be willing?"

What, what?Yu Zhen's mouth widened when he heard that.

The interviewer knocked on the table, "Are you willing?"

It's a dream anyway, it's a dream anyway, it's a dream anyway... Yu Zhen recited silently a hundred times to comfort himself, and then agreed, "Yes."

"Okay." The interviewer gave him a stamped bronzing card, "Go to the back door and wait for Lenny."

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Du Yu: I seem to hear someone scolding me.

Yu Zhen: Abnormal, abnormal, abnormal...