Zhou Yan felt that he had a dream, a long, long, very tired, very tired dream, so long and tired that he was already snoring loudly in his position.

However, when a deafening sound sounded in his ears, he felt that his dream seemed to have come true.

In his dream, he became the owner of a technology company that cultivated the world.

Playing with technology in the world of cultivation is, of course, a thing that must be played with the remnants and must be leftover, but, as he thought in his dream, a world will definitely not be perfect, even if it is a world that can be cultivated, then there must be those who cannot cultivate, or who have not yet stepped into the world of cultivation in the early stage.

The business that his technology company does is to help these people who can't cultivate, or who have stepped into the cultivation world relatively late, catch up with the progress, so that they can use the power of their physical bodies or the power of science and technology to help them catch up with the pace of this cultivation world.

However, just as he was about to go on to develop the business of the second continent, he himself suddenly seemed to be stuck in a swamp, with a bottomless black abyss under his feet, and in front of him was an endless fog with no road ahead.

Once again, he fell into a dream.

This time, the male protagonist of his dream was a student, a student who had reached the age of nineteen but still couldn't become a cultivator.

It stands to reason that such a person should be his customer.

However, when he became such a person himself in this dream, he was a little distressed.

How can I help myself become a cultivator?

Zhou Yan was puzzled.

Is there any connection between these two dreams of mine?

Is it God who wants me to put myself in the shoes of those who can't cultivate, think about them, and develop a special medicine that can quickly help them cultivate? Or do I hope that I can become an ordinary person, not go against the sky, do those things that change the lives of others?

Zhou Yan didn't know.

When he fell into darkness again, he was confused again.

Because, this time, even his identity has changed, and he has become a young man from a technological planet.

After experiencing a series of twists and turns such as failing the college entrance examination, college chaos, and social livestock, he has completely become the lowest person in life.

Every day, he runs on the same path.

Every day, in order to eat a mouthful of food, he will bend himself, let himself not move forward, work hard, and desperately find a way to stay in the current company, as if, only by staying in the current company, with a salary of 4,500 yuan a month, can he not be eliminated by this society, and can he be worthy of his parents' hard work, and even in order to use this salary, he wants to buy a house in Ningcheng and make himself a member of Ningcheng.

However, he never imagined what kind of person he would be if he left the company, the city, or even the planet.

He was completely imprisoned by his own habitual thinking, and he didn't allow the slightest bit of "cheating" behavior to happen.

To this end, he should serve his leaders kindly and treat each of his colleagues with kindness, so that they will not dislike themselves and will treat themselves well.

However, he was disappointed.

In the first round of layoffs launched by the company, he was the first person to be laid off.

The company's human resources department believes that his performance completion rate is too poor, and the annual completion rate is only less than 102%, which is completely lower than the 107% completion rate of other employees in the same position in the company.

When he talked about this issue with the employees of the HR department, Zhou Yan developed his defense: "I have to complete all kinds of chores arranged by the company's leaders and colleagues every day, and I do 90% of the chores in the company.

Even if I didn't keep up with the average KPI of the department, I didn't have credit and I worked hard."

It's a pity that his personnel department is the same

Even a few days ago, he asked him to carry several buckets of bottled water to the "good brothers" of various departments of the company, and directly said to him: "Zhou Yan, you came to the company to create benefits and make money for the boss.

If you don't even know what your job is, please don't waste any more time here."

「。。。。。。。」

Zhou Yan was speechless.

In the face of such a greeting, he was really speechless.

Because, he found that his long-term experience is indeed not moving towards this goal.

In the company, he pleases the leader and his colleagues, but he forgets that the person who should please the most is actually his boss, and the most important tool to please is actually to keep making money for the company and the boss, and the more you earn, the better.

But what is the use of such an awakening?

He woke up too late.

Yes.....

A long scream made Zhou Yan, who kept cutting off between the three dreams, lose his voice loudly.

When the flowers standing on the podium were really unbearable and unbearable, they said, "Zhou Yan, you get out of the old lady."

The stern voice suddenly sobered Zhou Yan up.

He looked left and right, then lowered his head and muttered, "It turns out that I am in the cultivation class."

"Where do you think it is?"

The lecturer standing on the podium was a sophomore at the First Seminary in Yunshan City, and at the same time, he was also a cultivator with second-order cultivation.

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Strong physical fitness, far beyond the hearing and ear power of ordinary people, coupled with the lip reading technique specially learned for the needs of the enemy, let her read Zhou Yan's voice for the first time, she directly flew a chalk head, the short, white, chalk head composed of all kinds of impurities and dust, flew straight to Zhou Yan's forehead, just listen to a crisp sound, Zhou Yan's whole head seemed to be hit hard, and he fell to the ground directly.

"Zhou Yan, you stinky boy, don't touch porcelain for me."

Hua Congrong, who was standing on the podium, was originally relatively normal, but when she waited for Zhou Yan for a long time and didn't see this kid get up, her face was a little surprised.

"Zhou Yan 。。。。。"

Hua calmly strode down from the podium and quickly walked to Zhou Yan's side to check.

His eyes were already somersaulting, and his pulse and breathing were visibly weakened.

Hua Congrong gritted his teeth with a secret hatred, why was he so unlucky, and with a random blow, this guy was concussed?

"The others continued to study, and I took him to the medical room."

Zhou Yan, who is more than one meter eight tall in her arms, does not seem to have any weight at all, Hua calmly and directly is a princess hug, and with Zhou Yan he ran briskly towards the school medical room.

At half past five in the afternoon, Zhou Yan woke up in the school's medical room.

As soon as he woke up, he looked around and asked, "Where am I? How did I end up here?"

"You kid, it's really a good fate."

The school doctor of the First Seminary held a syringe and slowly walked to Zhou Yan's side and said, "Did you make the teacher angry in the morning? Young man, if you don't study well at a young age, why don't you think about studying and stepping into the door of the cultivation world as soon as possible?

You know what?

In order for you to become a cultivator, you have to work so hard as a teacher."

Zhou Yan: "。。。。。。。"

Big brother, what the hell are you talking about?

In order for us to step into the cultivation world, how hard did we Hua Shi work?

How hard she works, and what does it have to do with me?

Am I still the animal of that society?

At this time, Zhou Yan had already woken up, and the three dreams that had been haunting him were all of them

The disappearance is gone.

At this time, he is still the social animal Zhou Yan who goes out early and returns late every day, flatters the leaders, and unites his colleagues.

It's a pity that across from him, the school doctor just rolled his eyes, and after listening to Zhou Yan's "rebellious" remarks, he didn't say a word, and just stuck a needle into Zhou Yan's arm: "Okay, young man, after you finish this injection, you can go back to sleep."

I'm going to get off work too.

If you have any discomfort tonight, come back tomorrow morning after half past eight, and I'll go to work at half past eight."

With a burst of speechlessness and a strong sense of pain, Zhou Yan was directly lifted up by others with inexplicable strength, and then, his whole person was like a prop in the hands of a magician, and his whole body slowly flew up, slowly flying towards the door of the school medical room.

When he walked out of the door of the school medical room, his body snapped and fell to the ground.

Ouch.

Zhou Yan stood up with his waist on his shoulder, "Hey, you haven't told me what kind of place this is? Why am I here?"

"Hmph, stinky boy, I woke you up anyway, I didn't even call a teacher, just hey? I look at you, you really don't know how thick the sky is."

The school doctor glared at Zhou Yan angrily, picked up the needle in his hand straight, ignored Zhou Yan who had been screaming there, and turned around and left the school medical room directly: "Okay, I'm going to get off work, I'll answer your question after half past eight tomorrow morning."

Remember, if you want to come to the school infirmary, you have to come back after half past eight in the morning."

With a heavy closing of the door, the scene in front of Zhou Yan seemed to be like a TV screen, and the flowing water kept flying in front of his eyes.

"The boss of a tech company?"

"An immature boy who has only one toe on the path of cultivation?"

"A social animal that only knows flattery, but does not know the truth of the profession?"

At this time, Zhou Yan finally knew his identity and knew his own affairs.

Myself, crossed.