The fog descended, natural disasters raged, and humans huddled on the last isolated island of China.
And I, 37 years old, am a worker in a logistics company. Others will only shout 996, but I am really 007!
When a client encountered a zombie, he was so frightened that his legs weakened. I took out my gun and complained: "One bullet and one point. Will you zombies reimburse me?"
Let me start with the conclusion: Never mess with a social beast, especially a social beast in the last days who needs to earn money to support his daughter!
Negotiation scene
Clients chatter endlessly among the corpses, seeking psychological comfort.
I said, "Sheng Zhou, a warm reminder, from now on my consulting services will be charged at 10 points/question."
The customer shut up instantly, his face paler than when he saw a zombie.
The zombie next to him: "??? Aren't we shameless?"
Reunion scene
During the crisis, I saved a comrade I hadn't seen in ten years. He was excited to fight alongside me.
I took out the drafted contract and said: "It's a pleasure to cooperate. I'll sign this "Temporary Employment and Risk Responsibility Division Agreement" first. Your income will be 5%, and you will be responsible for any casualties."
Result: The comrades looked at the contract that was thicker than a brick and fell into deep thought.
Decisive battle scene
In the end, the BOSS god descended, exuding a destructive pressure, and everyone was in despair.
I turned on my quantum watch and started to calculate quickly: "According to the 3rd Supplementary Provisions of the "Company's S-Class Supplier Excess Risk Compensation Regulations", I should be able to get this kill of the gods..."
Result: The gods were numb due to my calculations, and their divine power was weakened by three points.
All mankind: "No, you call this the final battle?! Are you doing a project audit?"
