[Interstellar science fiction + funny jokes + poisonous tongue + not brainless + growth direction]
When Jiang Yan woke up, he was staring blankly at an alloy plate engraved with the "A. C." Emblem - one second he was on Earth working on a project report, and the next second he was a probationary employee of the Antonios Consortium, numbered C-7394, and even the gray uniform he wore smelled like machine oil.
What's even more amazing is the extra stuff in my mind. Other systems either give away magical equipment or superpowers, but his "LaGrand Mall" is better. The first task that pops up is "attend on-time orientation", and the reward is actually a nutritional supplement that I don't know if I can eat.
"Come through time together, just to change places and become social animals?" Jiang Yan rolled his eyes in the mirror, and the silver pattern on the iris of his left eye shone like a mockery.
But who would have thought that this broken system and his "unruly" ideas would actually become a strange move in the war department. Colleagues are entangled in ship factions? He touched the newly acquired battleship model and smacked his lips: "It doesn't matter what kind of piece of iron you are, if you can blow out the enemy's engine, it's a good thing."
As for the senior executive who always funnels resources to him? Jiang Yan held the newly approved armaments order and smiled like a mouse that had stolen oil: "Since the boss is so generous, then I... Open up the weapons?"
Many years later, in the stardust of the Milky Way, someone saw Jiang Yan standing on the bridge of the flagship ship, shouting into the communicator: "If you don't move on the other side, I will turn your hometown's ore purification plant into an amusement park——"
