She didn't throw in the towel so easily.

The next day, she returned to her residence from the street with a pile of leaflets and flipped through them one by one, all of which were either in line with her major or not in need of her profession at all.

From plant cultivation, gene cultivation, to moving bricks on the construction site, every information has been reviewed by her several times.

First, the requirement of a minimum salary for survival, most of these job postings are met, and even if they are not, it is because of the very few hours of daily work.

Second, it is required to be able to provide relevant certificates for oneself in order to apply for a formal resident permit, which can be met in this pile of recruitment notices, which is rare, but not none.

The main difference is that the labor-intensive industries are basically allocated to the residences of several people, while the high-tech industries, or industries that have the ability to fundamentally change the environment of the last days, are mostly engaged in places with relatively good environments.

After half a day of screening, she finally selected four with relatively good conditions.

The first is the R&D center of commercial plants, which is undoubtedly chosen because it is in line with her major, and its level of treatment is also the highest in this pile of flyers.

The second is the recruitment information of the wasteland expedition, first of all, in this city, these expedition members are all warriors, and the treatment is at a high level in the city, in addition to the government subsidies, there are also materials brought back from the wasteland, technological blueprints, lost cultures, etc., which can be converted into bonuses.

As a child who grew up in the wasteland, she undoubtedly has a lot of advantages in this industry, and she has already witnessed the cruelty of the wasteland, and her knowledge of the outside world has long exceeded the level of knowledge that most conservatives in this city already have.

The wasteland, which seemed like hell to the people of the city, was just a home for her.

The third is what she thinks is the best choice in the worst case, the technical guidance of an agricultural team, although the level of treatment is not as good as the first two, but it can at least ensure that her living standard is on the basic line, and there are independent three bedrooms and two living rooms during the work period.

The fourth is the customer service position of the city-wide network company, there is no professional demand, although the company is a package of three meals, but the extra cost, there is almost no surplus, fortunately, the company also includes a residence, but it is a person's own single room, not an independent house.

After sending several resumes on a microcomputer on her wrist, she fell into simple thought before making a decision.

This decision continued for a long time in the following days.

She systematically exchanged the food and tokens distributed for easy-to-store canned food and stored them, maintaining a life of two meals a day or even one a day.

Only eat a little more before applying to make sure you are refreshed.

…… However, I had a hunch that this was the end of the day.

Not long after her resume was sent, the second and third were separated by a short period of time, and she directly sent her "I'm sorry".

The second article implicitly suggested that she should not take risks as a woman, and introduced her captain as a gentleman, thinking that if she could, she could consider him as the next "mating" target.

The third directly states that she has no experience in farm work.

A few days later, the company in charge of the city-wide network of Article 4 told her in a slightly mocking letter that she was a wasteland girl who did not even have an urban network and still used old pre-war antiques, and they thought she was not up to the task.

A few days later, as her temporary resident status deadline approached, the first interview notice was finally belated, giving the girl who had opened her mailbox at the door in desperation.

She hurried to the interview venue.

A pure white tall building, the shape of this building is not a strict quadrangle, its irregular shape is like a plant full of endless growth possibilities, some cultivation rooms, research rooms extend from this building like leaves, they are the green leaves of this aspen.

The interview room is an auditorium-style building, and on the fourteenth floor of this building, the interior is flooded with light, not only in the interior lights, but also in a small beam of light in the sky that has been leaked through by dark clouds.

In front of the podium was a gray-eyed scholar wearing reading glasses, still sitting in front of the podium and deducing a small ecosystem on the blackboard while waiting for the original owner.

The arrival of the original owner gave him a pause on the issue of atmospheric circulation.

He then turned around, stretched out his other hand and pointed to the seat in front of him, and said to her, "Sit!" ”

In his kind eyes, the original owner sat in the first row of seats.

It seems that she is not here to apply for a job today, but to return to the academy and listen to a class from a respected old-timer.

It should have been overcrowded, and now I'm alone in this spacious lobby.

"I noticed your resume." He turned around and continued his previous deference: "He repeatedly won the first place in his grade, paid off his student loan with a scholarship in four years of study, and creatively proposed the theory of dual environmental cycles." ”

"What surprises me even more is that you are a stranger who has lived in the wasteland for ten years."

"It's not scientific," he said. ”

Then he placed the electronic pen on the podium, shifted one position sideways, and leaked the two pictures on the blackboard.

Then he pushed his leopard-print black-rimmed glasses, "If it's a man sitting in front of me, I can be sure of it, no doubt about you: you've been hired, and you're going to work right away." ”

"But ......," the original owner said with almost indignation, knowing what he meant, "but I was born a woman, is that also wrong?" ”

"You're not wrong." The professor's tone was still calm, and he sorted out the resentment of the original owner: "It's this era that is wrong." ”

"You were born at the wrong time." He succinctly drew his conclusions.

"Born long before the war, you will be a great woman, foreseeing a possible solution to the problem of this wasteland, and perhaps there will be a monument to you in the history of human civilization."

"Later in life, after the re-establishment of civilization, you will be a great pioneer, and on the basis of the mastery of your predecessors, you will create your own glory."

"But now, even if I want to meet you at this 'interview' and send you this interview notice, I need to be very controversial and even carry a great risk."

His words undoubtedly mean that the outcome of this interview meeting was decided long before the interview.

"But why?" After the anger of the original owner was evacuated, there was only one word left for himself that could be summed up: all thoughts were lost.

She then looked up again and looked directly at the professor, calmly looking at her, "Am I the only one?" ”

"You're not the only one who can't." The professor shook his head in response, "It's not even a single woman." ”

Once there is the first, there is a collective beginning.

So how can you ......

"Look out the window." After a long silence, the professor tilted his head out the window and said to her, "We have spent seventy years for this sunshine." ”

"Until then, we had been considered to have no meaning to exist, and there was only agricultural crops and other crops."

"This phenomenon is only after we have lifted the dark clouds, and our position has been raised."

After that, the professor left the original owner a little time to think, and finally said to her, "Your interview is over." ”